You are mine.”
Jezebel seized Aurora’s stained-black hair, a shimmer of silver the only memory of its real color, and held tight. Together, they would kill Faust and stop Jezebel’s plan. She could not deny her body. But her body, drunk on the pleasure of the two vampiress’s fangs, exploded. It was foul, tainted, corrupted. He thrust his tongue deep into her mouth. She screamed out her bliss into his mouth. “Flood me. It warmed her stomach, invigorating her. Her pussy clenched hard on him. Aurora vanished into crimson light. Dark. Her wings tightened around him as she rubbed the crown across her sinful hole, her juices coating the tip. Her wings unfolded, one in brilliant sunlight, the other in shadow. The demon landed before him, her wings folding around her body. “But I have come to free you from the prison of your flesh so you may find paradise again.”
“Amen,” Donna hissed. Samantha Murphy raised a crossbow to her shoulder, a white oak quarrel resting on the cradle. It explains my hungers. The angel’s keen senses alerted
