“Do it, baby,” she whispers. “Come all inside me. Come on, come on, come on…” And I glare at her, tighten my hold on her hair and neck, press her into the counter, and pull her head up— She gasps, ready to get it. And I shove her head into the mirror as hard as I can, splintering the glass, and she screams. “Damon!” she cries out, but I can’t stop. A wave of euphoria washes over me, and I don’t know why my cheeks are wet, but my muscles are charged, and I just want her to fucking die. I growl, bringing her head down again and again, blood covering the mirror, and then I haul her up, her body
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