Earth and blood and sex. That is what she tastes of. I close my eyes as it sparks along my tongue, down my throat, glittering with ancient wisdom like the water from Mimir’s well. It trickles down each vertebrae until it reaches my hips, tightening every strand of muscle in me, until I want to glut myself on it just for this, this sensation, my body stretching and roiling as though transforming into something else – something bigger, hairier, with more teeth.
