“ I won't tell anyone you sparkle. I promise. ”
He wondered what she would taste of — fantasized about how gunpowder and scorched earth would weigh on his tongue.
~ Vanessa Gravenstein
He was an animal. He'd drawn blood and now he needed to fuck, to cover her with his scent, to tell the world, She is mine. Stay away.
We would not live ever after, but hunt together forevermore.
He could kiss her, or he could bite her. Both possibilities were equally tempting.
