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flesh. His forever beauty.
    Her
fangs came out and she growled a feral sound. Her instincts told her to kiss
him, to take him, to devour him to the last drop. To drink his very soul into
her and consume all that he is. That is what her very core of being told her to
do but she did not, could not. As much as she craved to devour him she also
craved his touch, the passion. The fire cascade over her flesh like waves and
then her hair was grabbed. It was not the fire but his hand that took her hair
and pulled her face to face with him. For a moment she worried he would kiss
her and seal his own doom but instead he pulled her head to the side and bit
her neck harshly, teeth clamping tightly to her flesh, his growl vibrating
through the toothy embrace. Unable to hold herself back any more she returned
the bite but hers, much deeper. Her fangs sank into his hard neck muscles and
he shuddered at the initial pain. Then as she drank he bit harder, his hands
grabbing at her body, her ass, fingers spreading her wide open and lifting her
up. As she sucked down the blood it was pure fire to her flesh as well. The
flames running through her veins now and warming her flesh, her cold, cold
flesh warm and alive again. Every sensation now a hundred times more as she
thawed to the flames and her senses spun at the overwhelming burst of life.
    As she
broke the bite and savored the last in her mouth, fire licked from her mouth,
the blood was literally fire inside her now. Then she felt his cockhead
pressing against her lips, slowly sliding into her. In one long powerful thrust
he impaled her on his cock. She let go of his shoulders and he let her sink
back, holding her hips, his powerful muscles keeping her up, the flames
cradling her body so that she hung from his cock. With fire and flesh he began
to slide her up and down the length of his shaft, all the way up until just the
head was in her and then down, hard and deep until she was full of him. The
flames circled around her, held her in place as she slid up and down
progressively faster and faster. The fire crackling with excitement as he began
to slam her down hard. Each thrust making her cry out, fire and cock stuffed
full into her.
    Her
hair hung free and seemed to writhe and float in the air. Each thrust sending
it sweeping around and then each rise bringing it back to cover her face.
Thrust after brutal thrust, the fire began to squeeze her flesh tighter, the
excitement growing, the power growing. It ran over her flesh, it burned at her
nipples like mouths of heat, it licked at her clit with eager hunger. Faster
and faster they fucked and more and more uncontrolled the fire grew. Another
thrust and the fire bit at her flesh, clawed at her. His eyes grew black as the
fire took control and he threw his head back and bellowed out a primal cry. She
only then realized she was answering it, her own voice seemingly lost into the
roar of the growing fire. The passion uncontrolled now, was slamming her down
so hard onto his cock that if she had breathed, she would not have been able to
catch her breath. His fingers dug into her ass cheeks so hard she cried out in
pain but the noise was lost in the flames.
    He/the
fire suddenly pulled her to him, against his chest and then formed a vortex of
pure flame like a cocoon around them. They were pressed together even as she
was lifted and then dropped down onto his cock again and again. The fire seemed
to penetrate her skin, seemed to slide through her and she was nothing but pure
fire. Again and again she was lifted and then slammed back down his cock of
fire. She screamed as she felt her body finally releasing. . .the sensation of
an inner fire matching that of the flames shrouding her. She cried out and
thrashed her head back and forth. The flames grabbed her hair and pushed her
face to his chest and as she felt an orgasm ripping through her body she bit.
She drank of him through her own screams. The fire searing and burning her
mouth as she shook and