Whatever they thought he was doing, they liked it. I turned to the rest. Well, none of the dead in this room. Break the laws, and the vamps will kill you for it.
The Staties are helping out, trying to keep it low profile. I could fight my way down the long, thick shaft of him, if I relaxed while I fought for it. The deep endless seas of my anger welcomed his anger-embraced it, fed on it. Some nights it's enough to come home alive and crawl into bed beside someone you love, who loves you back.
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