Anita tosses her head back, crying out as they settle perfectly against one another. There is something incredibly erotic to her about the fact that it's her blood that gives them this, that warms his skin and makes him hard. As Jean-Claude pushes into her again, Anita arches up, meeting the movement eagerly. She rights her head and draws him into another passionate kiss, tasting the lingering flavor of blood on his tongue.
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