How could I resist this prompt, Love Bites, and on Valentine's Day.
My contribution.
Love Bites.
Angel knows he’s going to hell but he can’t stop. He won’t. His arms become a vice, trapping his prey: there’s a torrent of red slipping down his throat, his damnation.
Heart thudding loud in her ears, she thinks she may swoon from the heat of it. His arms
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