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Heyyy I was wondering if you could do a poly!mikaelson fic you can make up the plot but I've been so obsessed with the first lately and I need some more to feed my obsession tysm love your writing btw💕❤

Ohhhh boy thank you. I have an idea let's go this is gonna lean mostly to the boys

Warnings: Angst, Mikaelson boys being simps, Fluff, Spiciness

A/N: used Google translate for the French again. My grandmother would be ashamed of me.

Attends que mes frères vioent ce que j'ai vu de toi, petit - Wait until my brothers get to see what I saw of you, little one

Tu vas me partager - You're going to share me?

Oh oui petit - Oh yes little one.

Y/N had left a bloody bodies in her wake after a month since she turned off her humanity which her friends couldn't understand why she would. Stefan and Caroline found Y/N feeding off of a whole bar of people and managed to vervain her and get her back to the Salvatore house to begin the process of getting her to turning on her humanity.

"How is she?" Damon asked Stefan when the younger Salvatore walked out of the room they had Y/N in tied to a chair with vervain ropes and curtains drawn close to keep the sun from burning her.

"Still no humanity."

"Are you sure you guys don't know why she turned it off?" Caroline asked noticing how Elena looked away and Damon looked guilty of something. Now it was no secret to the friend group that Y/N and Damon broke up but they didn't know why and both Caroline and Bonnie found it weird that Elena had started to date Damon a week after Y/N left Damon.

"Yeah, we're sure."

Three weeks Y/N kept it off making Caroline go behind everyone's back with Bonnie and Enzo encouraging the blonde to call Y/N's Sire....Elijah for help. They hoped the Original could get you to turn it back on. Elijah was surprised to get a call from Caroline saying that Y/N had turned off her humanity and seeing how things were calm in New Orleans, he told Caroline he was on his way.

"Leaving 'Lijah?"

"I am needed in Mystic Falls. It seems Y/N had turned off her humanity Niklaus." Elijah tells his brother who frowned not liking the sound of his favorite vampire having her humanity off.

"I'm coming with you."

In the end both Klaus and Kol came with Elijah which didn't surprise the older Mikaelson as both of them were every protective of Y/N. Klaus and Kol would tell Elijah that Y/N was their favorite vampire that he Sired and before leaving for New Orleans the three agreed to share her if she left Damon for New Orleans.

"Why are they here?" Damon growled walking into the Salvatore home seeing Caroline and Enzo talking to the Original family about Y/N.

"I called Elijah. I thought as Y/N's Sire, Elijah could help." Caroline says as Damon glared at the Original as it was the one thing Damon hated most that his ex girlfriend was Sired to Elijah. Damon was angry with Elena when she told the vampire she asked Elijah to turn Y/N and afterwards the freshly turned vampire followed Elijah around like a puppy as he help her control herself.

"Right. We don't ne....." Damon was cut off by Klaus slamming him against a wall with his hand in the vampire's chest eyes dark as Elijah sighed while Kolwatched enjoying it all a little too much.

"I remembering you promised my brothers and I that you would take care of our little vamp." Klaus growled as Kol smirked following Caroline and Elijah to the room Y/N was in. Damon had indeed promised to care for Y/N as the three waited for the younger vampire to fuck up so they could swoop in to take the female vampire away.

"She is my girl....you ass." Damon said as Klaus pulled away glaring then followed after the three angry the Damon reminded him that Y/N belong to another.

"Oh Elijah.....you sleeping with Elena too? Is that why you are here, so little miss prefect could be happy?" Y/N said when they stepped into the room finding the no humanity vampire sitting on the floor head laying on a bed. Elijah frowned seeing the state his Sired vampire was in, her clothes were dirty clearly she hadn't been fed and seemed to be healing slowly from burns she got from the sun as Elijah spotted her daylight ring was gone.

"What have they done to her?"

"They are trying what they did to Elena to get her to turn her humanity on. Y/N had turned it off just a little over day before she broke things off with Damon." Caroline says handing Y/N's daylight ring to Elijah as the three Originals smirked looking at Y/N.

"I'll take it from here Caroline." Elijah says taking off his suit jacket and tie as Caroline looked worried for Y/N as Klaus smirked leading her out of the room.

"No need to worry Elijah is an expert on getting his Sired to turn their humanity back on without the Sire bond." Kol tells Caroline as Klaus nodded leading Caroline away as Elijah closed the door with his foot rolling up his sleeves.

It only took Elijah about a day to get Y/N to turn on her humanity again and at the moment she was freshly washed dressed in one of Elijah's shirts feeding from his arm as Elijah held Y/N in his lap.

"You are doing so well little one." Elijah whispered pressing a kiss on her hairline as his free hand rubbed her hip. Y/N pulled away feeling ashamed for what she had done and wanted out of Elijah's lap finding herself feeling like she didn't deserves such affection.

"No. Stay right here and feed." Elijah said pulling Y/N back against his chest holding her chin getting her latch back on his bleeding wrist. Y/N flushed at Elijah's commanding tone as Elijah picked up on her racing heart while pulling his wrist away and she turned around.

"Getting shy on me now little one? After all the things we've done?" Elijah teased Y/N watching her hide her face in his neck hearing him laugh lightly. Y/N's breathing had calmed as something about being in Elijah's arms made the female vampire relax.

Elijah stood taking his Sired with him wrapping Y/N's bare legs around his waist as his hand cupped her bottom holding her against him seeing how the vampire was falling asleep. Elijah walked out carrying Y/N getting everyone's attention surprised to see Y/N half asleep. Elijah looked at Damon smirking as the Original did what the younger vampire couldn't.

"You got her to turn it back on?"

"Like I said darling, an expert." Kol said standing taking the bag from Elijah winking at Y/N finding her sleepy face adorable. Damon narrowed his eyes watching Kol kiss Y/N's hand and how she cupped the Original's cheek watching him light up as if they both were understanding one another.

"How did you? We didn't hear a thing." Elena said standing up seeing how her friend clinging to her Sire and Elijah gave Klaus a knowing smirk.

"I had Miss Bennett put a silence spell on the room."

"My brother likes to keep his secrets. Not even I or Kol know how he does it." Klaus says watching Y/N nuzzle Elijah's neck taking comfort in his scent.

"Attends que mes frères vioent ce que j'ai vu de toi, petit."

"Tu vas me partager?"

"Oh oui petit." Elijah whispered in Y/N's ear hiking her higher against his chest as Damon frowned wishing he listened to Y/N about learning French. Damon wanted to understand what Y/N and Elijah was whispering about while it seemed Klaus understood perfectly if the hybrid's smirk was anything to go by.

"Wait where are you going?"

"If you thought I was going to leave my little vampire under your care again you are mistaken." Elijah says looking at Elena as he was carrying Y/N out to their car when Damon stepped forward but stopped by Klaus so Elena moved in front of Elijah.

"Elena, I suggest you move. Y/N will be coming back with us." Elijah said mocha eyes narrowed at younger vampire. Y/N raised her head looking at Elijah who's attention was on her right away.

"Petit?"

"I want....to go with you." Y/N muttered softly as Elijah smirked kissing Y/N's temple hearing Damon growl deeply seeing Y/N seemly cuddling up to Elijah.

"If you excuse us, Elena." Elijah said passing the female vampire as Damon narrowed his eyes seeing Y/N bury her face back in Elijah's neck.

"Caroline, you have Elijah's number. Do come and visit." Klaus said sounding smug following Elijah out with Kol. Damon was pissed that Elijah would take Y/N away as he hoped to win her back.

"Damon?" Elena asked confused watching Damon headed up stairs to plot to get his girl back.

"Elijah?" Y/N mumbled feeling warm and half asleep feeling Elijah's chest under her palms and Klaus's lips brushing along her shoulder while Kol planted kisses on her abdomen.

"You fell asleep in the car. We are currently in New Orleans." Elijah said rolling the baby vampire over pulling her back against his chest. Klaus focus on Y/N's collar bone as she flushed feeling Kol nip at her thighs.

"Now fed petit." Elijah said softly raising his wrist to Y/N's mouth growling lowly when she gently bit Elijah's wrist.

"You know Rebekah will be upset we touched her first." Klaus said against Y/N's collar bone moving to the swell of her breast. Y/N whimpered softly against Elijah's wrist feeling a little overwhelmed by their touches.

"When Rebekah gets home she ravish Y/N all she wants. For now we get her first." Elijah said against Y/N's skin as his hand moved along her leg as that night was a blur of hands and mouths.

1,000 Candles [Klaus Mikaelson]

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pairing - klaus mikaelson x gn!reader

type - fluff

note / request - requested by @auroracalisto “another 2k fanfic ask. with klaus mikaelson x gn!reader. with the prompt, “a cake? why are you baking a cake?” (bonus points if it’s near his birthday)” enjoy!! :)

summary - you give klaus his first surprise party

warnings / includes - mild language, kissing, alcohol and food consumption, domestic fluff

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Klaus awoke from his deep sleep, opening his eyes and getting blinded by the sun. He let out a grumpy groan, turning around in the duvet. He toss and turned, reaching his arm and putting it over what he hoped would be you. But instead, he got space.

His eyes shot open and he sat up, frantically looking around for you. He checked the bathroom and closet, his worry growing as you appeared nowhere.

You went to bed with him last night. He didn’t hear anyone break in, and even if the intruder was quiet, he would still hear your screams and wake up. He woke up in the middle of the night and you were still there. Why were you gone now?

He was about to call Elijah and Rebekah to help find you, but he stopped in his tracks as he saw you in the kitchen.

He reached the bottom of the stairs, relieved to see you safe.

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TODAY IS THE ONLY DAY YOU CAN REBLOG THIS

Obey pt. 9

A/N: well, this is it! This is the last part of Obey. I think I’m more nervous about this last part than I have been about any other part, just because I want this to be good. This has been a crazy ride and I’m so glad you’ve all been here for it. Thank you for all your support ❤️ huge thank you to @njeancastro316 for starting this whole thing. Thank you for trusting me with your idea!

Huge huge huge shoutout to @elijahs-wife for the fucking awesome mood board she made for this series. Thank your unending support ❤️

Let’s do this!

Word count: 2k

WARNINGS: SMUT 18+ Choking, blood, mentions of death and torture, a happy ending.

((God how ridiculously cool is this moodboard))

Five months had passed since the Mystic Falls incident. In the weeks after, Elijah had helped Y/N cope with the hell of being kidnapped, hunted and subsequently murdered by her ex husband, then, helping her cope with the bonus stress of transitioning and then killing said ex husband. The relief she felt the night it all happened lasted only for that night, as it was followed by guilt and sorrow and rage, emotions she was all too familiar with but not on the level she felt it at as a vampire. Elijah was there for her every step of the way, never leaving her side. Around month two, she had begun to even out and come to terms with what had happened. At month three, she was able to return to work, now having her hunger under control and her emotions in check.

In her recovery, the summer heat had melted away, being replaced by the warm tones of autumn, which were short lived. December rolled around and the New Orleans Christmas decorations came alive. Y/N was glowing. Her walls had begun to fall away and she was showing new bits and pieces of herself every day. Elijah watched as she grew confident in ways that may have been considered small, but it made her so much more special to him. She cared about her job more than ever, her coworkers included. She had begun friendships with fellow nurses and worked harder than she ever had before. Sophie had seen her less and less as Y/N had learned to live and love her life, uninhibited.

She sat comfortably in her cozy apartment, for once bothering to make it feel like home rather than cold, and she actually wanted to spend time in her own space. There was no threat to her safety in her own home anymore. No denying herself the feeling of warmth and happiness. Her thoughts wandered to how she had changed as a vampire, and she dwelled on how she had spent her time as a human. She decided that she was ultimately the better version of herself this way. A knock on her front door startled her from her thoughts. She turned her head in the direction of the door and stood, wrapping her arms around herself as she opened the door. Elijah stood on the other side, looking at her expectantly. She stood aside and beckoned him in.

"Good evening, darling." He smiled, bending to kiss her cheek. She grinned at him and closed the door behind him. "Are you ready?" He asked, looking around the room. Y/N’s grin switched to a grimace.

"Actually, I... thought maybe we could spend the weekend here. At my place." She said sheepishly. She had made the comment to him that she missed the snow every winter. She hadn't seen it in about seven years. He arranged a stay for them at a cottage in upstate New York for the weekend, an early Christmas gift to her. "Could we maybe do the cottage another weekend? I'm just finally enjoying my own home, for once." She looked around the space and smiled happily. She turned back to look at him for his reaction and found him grinning at her. "What?" She asked.

"Of course we can stay here. I adore seeing you this content. I'd do anything to keep you this way." He took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her, planting a kiss atop her head as he hugged her. She closed her eyes and hummed merrily as she wrapped her arms around his torso. He pulled away slightly and lifted her chin to look up at him. "I'm quite proud of the progress you've made, Y/N." He praised. She blushed at him and tried to avert her eyes, but he kept her locked in his gaze. "You're truly remarkable." He whispered, leaning down to close the gap between them. He kissed her softly, his lips grazing hers. She closed her eyes in bliss. She let herself get carried away, deepening the kiss and nibbling at his bottom lip. He smiled and chuckled into the kiss. He gave her a quick squeeze before pulling away and turning to face the room.

"Elijah?" She grabbed ahold of him, her hands grasping onto the sleeve of his jacket. She tugged and fumbled but managed to pull him back to her, her hands reaching to cup his face. "I'm sorry, I just -," she kissed him again hastily, toying with the buttons on his suit jacket. "I'm still getting used to the whole -," her lips were on his again breathlessly, his hands traveling the curves of her body. "Vampire thing," she moved her kisses slowly over to his ear and nibbled on his lobe, lowering down to his neck while nipping and sucking at the skin. She tugged the suit jacket off of him, leaving him in his classic button down dress shirt. He groaned and closed his eyes, a small smile crossing his lips before he bit his lower one.

"Don't apologize, dear." He groaned, "We'll just have to get you accustomed to this lifestyle," he flipped the switch swiftly with his hands on her hips in dominance, pushing her backward into the door behind her. She gasped at the sudden change but welcomed it hungrily. He tugged at the bottom of her shirt and she lifted her arms. He threw the shirt away from them and lowered to his knees, kissing up and down her chest and abdomen, moving slowly down her body. His finger grazed along the top of the waistband on her leggings before he pulled them down and off of her, leaving her completely exposed. She panted and looked down at him. Nothing pleased her more than the sight of him in front of her, working his way down to where she wanted him most.

As if she weighed nothing, he scooped her up by the thighs and placed her legs on his shoulders. He got right to work, sliding his tongue between her folds, her hips twitching at the contact as a satisfied moan escaped her. Her eyes dragged closed as his tongue circled her clit expertly, drinking her in. He hummed as he took in her taste and she moaned at the vibrations sent up her spine. He swirled his tongue over her clit, coaxing her closer to the edge. Her hands found their way to his hair and tangled themselves in it, tugging as she felt a familiar pit in her stomach. His name left her lips in a hiss, "Elijah, I'm close," she whispered. He snaked his hand up to her soaked entrance and plunged a finger in, instantly getting it covered in slick. Her moans began to pick up, his finger working her quickly. She tugged on his hair harder, just on the brink of orgasm when it was pulled away from her and he stopped. Her eyes flew open and she whined, looking down at him as he pulled away. In a flash, he was standing now, one arm wrapped around her waist, the other working the button and zipper of his pants, hastily pulling them off. He used his weight to keep her pinned against the door, legs wide open for him.

Her hand found Elijah's cheek and she caressed it as she looked into his eyes. Hers were hazy and halfway closed as he thrust into her. He eyed her wrist that was mere inches from his mouth. He wanted her to feel the depth of emotion he held for her, and he could only think of one way to convey it to her. With one hand supporting her against the door, the other grabbed her wrist and brought it to his mouth, biting into her. Elijah didn't realize how badly he had wanted to taste her again until that moment, and he wondered how many different ways he could drink her in. He drank from her wrist as he thrust, her breathy moans mixed with the sound of skin on skin. Her eyes widened as she watched him with her wrist on his lips. She hooked her feet behind his waist as he pinned her against the door, his pace quickening still. The door behind them shook from his intensity.

His hips snapped up against hers relentlessly, fucking her in the way she'd been craving. He pulled his lips away from her wrist as it healed itself, his eyes dark and filled with lust. Hers too began to turn black, the veins underneath becoming more prominent. He placed his free hand on the door behind her to stabilize himself, his forearm just beside her face. She threw her head back and cried out his name before turning her head and grasping onto his arm, biting into him. He hissed as she did, pleasure coursing through him. She gasped as she drank, a new feeling of euphoria and closeness washing over her. She pulled away with his blood running over her lips as her orgasm rushed through her, screams of his name reverberating off the apartment walls. His hand moved off of the door behind her and onto her throat, squeezing as she came, her eyes rolling back in her head.

"Elijah..." she whispered hoarsely, his fingers still around her neck. "More," she whined. His eyes shone darkly and he released his grip on her throat, lowering her from the door. She grasped his arms and sped them across the apartment and into her room, pushing him down onto the mattress. He smiled and bared his teeth, eyebrows raised as she climbed atop him. She sank down onto his cock, taking him in entirely. She relished the look on his face as she did so, with his eyes partially closed and his mouth agape. A low moan escaped his lips as she began to bounce. His hands found her hips naturally, helping her keep balance and rhythm. She leaned her torso down, laying on top of him as she rode. She peppered kisses and bites along his chest and neck, drawing her name from his lips. She moved faster, sliding up and down on him with ease.

He growled and pulled her off of him, quickly flipping them around so her back was on the mattress. She squealed as he did so, but it turned into a moan as he plunged into her roughly, not giving her time to adjust. His hand reached for her throat and he squeezed, giving the perfect amount of pleasure. He wasn't going to go easy on her, he was seeking his own satisfaction now. He lifted one of her legs up his torso, resting her ankle on his shoulder and he fucked her senselessly, his pace maddening and sloppy. One hand gripped his forearm above her, the other gripped the sheets beneath her as another orgasm washed over her and he spilled into her. He moaned, his voice raspy as he let the built up tension leave his body. He looked down at Y/N and found her already grinning at him. He pulled out of her and got up to find a towel.

"May I ask why you're so chipper?" He asked her, moving onto the bathroom.

"Vampire sex is awesome," she said enthusiastically. He stared at her through the mirror in the bathroom blankly before breaking out into a laugh.

"Yes, darling. It is 'awesome'," he quoted back to her. Her grin faded into a smile as he walked out of the bathroom and to her side as she laid on the bed. He bent down to clean her up gently. After, he threw the towel into the dirty laundry basket and flopped onto the bed next to her. She looked at him adoringly as he laid his arm out in an invitation. She looked from him to his arm and, still smiling, climbed right up next to him. He smiled and kissed her forehead.

"I'm so proud of you." He whispered.

"I'll never be that me again." She countered confidently. "I can still be my own person even if I'm with you. I am my own fire."

He squeezed his arm around her gently. "I wouldn't have you any other way."

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may I request an angst with evan buckley

"keep your eyes on me." promt with an established relationship please! but hes been through a lot give him his happy ending please, i love him so much 🫶🏻

Lightning Strike.

28. "Keep your eyes on me."

Author's Note - this is a drabble written as part of my 500 Followers Celebration!! find that post here. my soft sweet buck. thank you for this request <3

Pairing - Evan Buckley x Female Reader

Age Rating - 18+

Warnings - sad buck. mentions of a sort of panic attack.

Word Count - 500 ish maybe??

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Buck is the king of putting on a brave face.

Always strong, never faltering. He reassures everyone he's fine time and time again, smiling and cracking jokes. But you see right through him.

You've always been able to read him like a book. You don't even have to try.

After the lightning strike, Buck doubled down on his brave face. He wouldn't let anyone see him upset - not even Eddie. Which is rare. And worrying.

He seems to be coping surprisingly well, desperate to get back to work and resume normal routine. While he's stuck at home, he's been cooking, doing puzzles, watching football. You're greeted with a lovingly cooked meal and a glass of wine every time you walk through the door.

Until today.

Today, you walk into the apartment, and it's dark. No lights on, no TV blaring sound. Nothing.

"Buck?"

Silence.

"Buck? Baby? I'm home," you call.

Now you're worried.

You start striding through the apartment, navigating your way through the darkness. When you hear a sniffle, your head whips around. There's Buck, knees pressed to his chest, jammed in between the nightstand and the wall. He's curled up on the ground, head resting on his arms that are protectively wrapped around his legs.

"Buck? Hey, did something happen?"

"Yeah," he murmurs hoarsely. "I got hit by lightning."

"I remember," you say gently. "Did something happen today?"

"I don't know," he whispers. "I think I've been distracting myself. And today it all came crashing down."

"Talk to me," you urge.

Buck's lip trembles, and so do his hands. Warm, salty tears drip down his face, and his breathing quickens rapidly.

"Hey, hey. Keep your eyes on me, Buck."

He locks his gaze onto yours, and mirrors your breathing carefully. Eventually, he calms down enough to speak.

"I died. I've been so close to death so many times that I'm kinda numb to it. But this time was so real. How am I supposed to go on living my life like nothing happened, when I literally died?"

"You don't have to live like nothing happened, baby," you reassure, moving to sit down in front of him. "No one expects you to do that."

"I just -," he sighs, trying to formulate a coherent thought. "I just don't know how to carry on."

You reach out gently and place a hand on his cheek, wiping away the tears that are spilling over. Your thumb strokes his cheekbone carefully, grounding him back down to Earth.

"I know you're like, totally anti therapy -," you begin, and he laughs. "But talking to a therapist or a trauma counsellor might really help. Or maybe we find a support group. This is LA, there's groups for everything."

"You think there's a lightning strike support group?" he jokes.

"I honestly wouldn't be surprised," you chuckle. "And if there isn't? Well, we'll start one."

"I might be the only person who attends."

"Fine by me," you tease, nudging him lovingly.

You stand up, and offer him a hand. He takes it gratefully, getting up and instantly wrapping his arms around you. He inhales the scent of your vanilla shampoo, and the tension leaves his shoulders rapidly.

"I love you," he murmurs into your hair. "I'm so lucky."

"I'm the lucky one," you reassure. "Well, technically you are, since you got hit by lightning. And survived."

"I've always been one in a million," he chuckles, squeezing you a little tighter.

"Yes, you have. My one in a million, Evan Buckley."

Spaces Between Us

Summary: Spencer’s time after prison starts to affect his marriage and it takes his wife leaving for him to realize what he wants

reader and Spencer being married but after jail Spencer is really distant and barely speaks to her so she is really depressed and she leaves one day when Spencer is away but when he comes back he freaks out because he can’t find her so he goes looking for her everywhere.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (Angst)

Content Warning: mention of divorce | prison arc |

Word Count: 2.2k

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At some point, and she wasn’t exactly sure when, it all got a little too much.

Seeing Spencer in jail did break her, tearing their marriage until it was hanging on by a thread.

It was never fair because it was never his fault. Someone else had framed him. Y/n had no doubt about that. The few months he was in jail were terrifying. Worse than when he was on a case, and every time the phone rang, she expected it to be someone saying he’d died.

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By @eniidraws

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING LIKE THIS SHIT SHOULD NOT BE THING LIKE RAPESEXUAL?! REALLY DISGUSTING!!!!

DONT SCROLL THIS IS IMPORTANT!

im begging anyone who sees this post to prevent rapesexual, im begging you. no one will see this but if you do reblog to get the message out that these fuckers exist and dont deserve to exist heres the flag so you can know who to fucking block, report and tell to fuck off

i dont want this to ruin the pride and help with self esteem of being lgbtq+ so a signal boost from larger accounts might be nice

Well.....just in case

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

The Alpha’s Mate 2

Genre: Fluff, smut, supernatural

Warnings: smut, werewolf mating, knotting, breeding, impregnation

 The sunlight flitted through the curtains in Aiden’s room.  You were starting to come to, after an exhausting night with that alpha male.  Your consciousness was just coming back to you, even if your eyes were still closed. You didn’t want to wake up yet.

Aiden’s lips touched your exposed shoulder, and you groaned.  You didn’t want to wake up, but apparently Aiden had a different opinion.  His lips moved down your arm, and then back up your neck.  You felt his fangs nibble on your neck, right where he’d marked you two days before.  

“You smell so fucking delicious,” he growled, as his arms around your waist. “I just want to bury myself deep inside of you.”

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