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“As I said before, Rosamund, you could never block my path, for while I did originally plan to look for a book or two, I find that I have instead been led to you, and I find you to be far more interesting than any book this store contains.”
“A beautiful woman with a love for old books which rivals my own? Why wouldn’t I be looking at you?”
he would taste her, taste her skin in all ways, both as a vampire and as a man.
Was she turned on by this? Wait, of course, she was. She was a bookworm. A book hoarder. A book dragon. A library troll. She was a bibliophile.
“Do you mean the library, or?”
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Primarily about what was big. Very big. Oh for the love of everything holy, she needed to stop thinking about big things.
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The woman in her was pressing her thighs together, trying to remind herself that showing off his library was not a form of foreplay... ... Okay, no, there was no point in lying to herself. This was definitely foreplay.
“Oh, yes. My jaw will be quite the throne for you. I long to feel your thighs on either side of my head, gripping me. You will always be welcome to sit on it.”
“You forget, my dear, that I am dead. I don’t breathe. You can sit on my face for hours, without pause, cumming on my tongue over and over again until you cannot move. And even then, I’ll still devour you.”
She was alone, in a bathroom, in a manor house, with a vampire, and she was now a vampire herself... Time to pee.
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