I felt something moving with my teeth as I teetered on the edge of release.
His teeth scraped my skin, and I latched onto his neck. Elongated, sharp canine teeth pierced his skin as I came hard enough I swore the earth quaked beneath our feet.
Just as I was coming down from the crest of my orgasm, his teeth sank into my shoulder as he roared his release, sending me over again with him.
The taste of his blood in my mouth did little to deter me from kissing him with a fever unrivaled by those before, even with his own lips coated in my blood.
It was feral and savage.
Just like us, wild and raw in every way.
“I’m pretty sure biting is like saying your wedding vows in animal speak,” he said with a grin. Even now, his stupid humor made me smile.
“You’re an animal.” I kissed him once more before he pulled himself out of my sensitive flesh and set me down.
“I’ll take that as a compliment. I’m an animal in the sack.” His smile was bright, casting away all the shadows of the forest.
His vines released my wrists, and together we helped each other get dressed again, wiping the blood that still glossed our lips as best as we could.
“I don’t have to worry about rabies, right? You’ve gotten your shot in the past five years, correct?” he joked while examining the obvious bite mark on his shoulder that was seeping blood onto his shirt.
His joke won him a smack to his stupid head, then I brought him closer to look over the wound with my own eyes.
“Watch it, magic boy, I could still eat you. Many species kill the male after sex.”
“Magic boy?” he mused, and I watched as the cuts in his shoulder began to heal.
“Mine.” I kissed the spot that was now completely sealed.
“Mine,” he responded, and I didn’t think I would ever tire of hearing that word from his lips.
