VALERIA

The kiss becomes devastating, maddening, imposing our will.

Our hands move faster, more urgent, searching for the longed-for release.

My fake wolf fangs sting as if they were real. I die of the need to taste his blood again, like a fucking addict.

Delicious shivers run down my spine, on my knees clinging to the king's body.

I'm about to cum, and if he keeps stabbing me in that sensitive spot in my vagina, I'll be seeing stars very soon.

But I forgot something very important—this is a pu