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vein he knew all too well would yield warm, coppery goodness.
    His cock rivaled his fangs in both hardness and readiness. It wanted to be buried deep in the haven between her legs just as his fangs wanted to know the taste of her flesh, of her blood.
    Marcy’s kisses came faster, trailing back up toward his lips. Sanity and reason left him as his lips merged with hers. Years of practice of kissing women while his fangs were extended seemed forgotten. All he cared about was devouring her, nothing more. He opened his mouth, thrusting his tongue into hers. She welcomed the intrusion, pressing her body against his, riding the palm of his hand. He slipped a finger under her panties and ran it along her wet slit, his tongue mirroring the action upon her lips.
    Kit gave into his baser needs, eating at her mouth. Within seconds, her tongue was inching around his. When it encountered a fang, Marcy stiffened. Kit took the kiss to a new level, tongue fucking her mouth as he soon hoped to do to her pussy. The distraction worked. She became pliable in his hands once more.
    Her protest came in the form of her tiny fists hitting his chest twice before grabbing hold of his shirt and bawling it up. It was Marcy who commanded the next tier of their kiss. Blood welled in her mouth and Kit’s demon side seized the moment, sucking gently, swallowing her sweet nectar.
    His entire body went rigid. There was no denying it. He had to be in her. The bulging fullness in his pants would wait no longer. Tearing away the bit of material between them, Kit ground his body to hers. He thrust a finger into her tight cunt and growled against her mouth. No one should have the power she did over him. It wasn’t natural.
    You’re not natural , he reminded himself, adding a second finger to the mix. He spread her cunt more. The addition of his thumb to her clit seemed to send Marcy spiraling over the edge. She cried out, the walls of her pussy convulsing around his fingers. Her soaked quim beckoned to him, almost begging him to fuck it. He knew she was coming and he kept going, kept tweaking her swollen bud with his thumb as he thrust his fingers in and out of her.
    So tight.
    So wet.
    So ready for him.
    Her hands were everywhere at once, tugging at his clothing, demanding his cock be free of its leather confines. Her wild streak spurred him on and he fingered her with more force, doing exactly as he would with his dick soon enough.
    Marcy worked the front of his pants open, freeing his cock. The second her fingers wrapped around his shaft, he lost control of himself, the primal instinct to bite her too great. Pulling his fingers free of her core, he lined the head of his cock up with her wet entrance and drove himself home, timing his bite to perfection. He clamped down on her neck, his fangs piercing her vein. Rich, coppery liquid filled his mouth as his cock filled her.
    Dear gods, he’d never known a more ideal haven. She was made for him, molding to his cock perfectly. Her pussy grasped him, fighting to keep hold of him as he withdrew. He pounded into her and she cried out a cross between his name and something intelligible. Tremors wracked his body as he worked his way in and out of her, still drinking of her blood.
     
    Marcy felt pressure on her neck but the feel of Kit’s massive cock, pummeling in and out of her held her attention. Something on his shaft added additional pleasure for her, feeling almost ribbed. She wasn’t about to complain. Never had her body felt so alive.
    The intense pinching on her neck eased as Kit sprinkled kisses over the area. He thrust against her so hard that for a minute, he seemed to have lost his footing. They didn’t hit the alley ground. Instead, he managed to catch himself, his hand scraping angrily over the brick of the building.
    Marcy’s head was turned and she witnessed the ordeal. He didn’t stop his sweet assault of her body and she didn’t want him to. Grabbing his hand, she met his gaze as she flicked