“I happen to like the taste of blood,” I reminded her in a voice thick with remembered lust. “And I don’t give a fuck about anythin’ in your past or mine anymore, you hear me? I would wade through a lake of blood for you. I would dig ’til the bowels of hell opened under my raw, stingin’ hands. I would cut out my own heart and would barter with Satan himself if it meant keepin’ you safe. You’re mine if you’ll say I’m yours, and I’m keepin’ you forever.” Mei clung to me even tighter, flippin’ me so I was on my back in a coffin six feet in the earth, and all I could see was my girl hoverin’ over
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