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The Sanguine Warrior and Princess of Night (Vinaein & Lady Bloody Ava)

Gabriella knew that there was something going on in the works and all she could think about was that there would be nothing that she would like to do other than to walk out and never turn back. If there was one thing she could take with her it would be Aelius. Would she be selfish in asking in to leave with her? He had already said yes, but she had to think about what he would be leaving behind as well.

It would pain her to leave without him. Knowing him he would probably find her either way and it was another reason why she adored him. Underneath the light of the moon, she sat staring at nothing in particular on the ground as she was lost in her own thoughts. How far would they go to bring her back? To what length would she have to go to just wander the world as she saw fit?

Openly she groaned in frustration. Servants were smart enough to read the room. Their Princess could use some time alone and if she wanted anything, then she would be sure to ask. If anything the sight of the Hero and their Pure Blooded Princess was one out of a fairy tale. Unfortunately there were trials before one could have a happy ending.
 
Aelius sometimes felt the kingdom could be a prison. Knight, prisoner or commoner, all were enslaved by the beast known as 'expectation.' As he had his own, as his comrades and the nobles so richly reminded him, so too did the good Princess. But he knew that there would be opportunities to rattle that cage here and there. What was their affair if not a chance for that?

Still, he felt a touch of melancholic anxiety over it. Was he nothing more than a distraction? A defiant fling? No, he knew Gabriella better than that. He knew that the moment he laid eyes upon her in that garden, seeing the pool of black hair and those ravishing eyes. And that body he knew under that dress....

He slid into the garden, stealthily as he remarked "We shall have more to do soon," he said with a tight smile. "More conflict, but...time enough to spend with you."
 
At the sound of that all too familiar voice, her thoughts were interrupted and she smiled. "More?" It sounded as though he would have more business to tend to than she did. "When do I lose you?" It would be rather lonely in his absence. Sure, the women in court loved to spend time with her although she was sure that it was more to curry favor with her than anything. He was so eeirly quiet and it gave her quiet a thrill to know that he could just pop up at any time. Why? She had no idea. It was a valuable asset in a person of their kind and not something that the purity of blood could influence the skill of.

Even beings of their kind can advance themselves through training, trial, and error. The blood that flowed within you did not make one omnipotent. It had great advantages, but one still had their weakness'. "I am glad that you choose to spend some of your free time with me. I feel almost selfish." It as a true thought. Maybe her position was for the greater good, but in the end she could find no true means to her sufferaging within the walls of her kingdom. If anything were to happen to their kind she was the top priority in being saved. She was one of the ideal ones to build their people back up if their numbers were ever threatened.

"They are not happy with me and I know some reasons why..." she looked at him with a smile knowing that both of them knew one reason why many would not be happy with the both of them. "Do I have you for the rest of the night or are there more things that you need to tend to? You truly do not need to stay by my side if you have other priorities." She laughed lightly with sincerity. " Though I am far from complaining if you do want to spend time with me, Aelius." WIth that she tapped the bench at her side should he choose to sit in the garden with her.
 
Seeing Gabriella there brought a stab of joy to the knight's heart. Creeping almost stealthily towards her, Aelius's smile grew warm at the sight of her. There, so elegant and graceful in the attire of court, with her hair arranged in such a lovely manner. The way her pale skin all but shone and the glint of red within those beautiful eyes as he stared at her close. His Gabriella. His princess. His and only his, he thought as he strode closer to her. He stared at the princess, with her ravishing beauty, her inimitable warmth...

His rose of the night, whose thorns only deepened her loveliness. No asset was she to him, simply his Gabriella. At her compliment, he could not help but smile all the wider, allowing humor to bleed within there. He let politics melt away for a moment. "If I am to be fighting again soon-which, let us acknowledge, seems likely, then I would prefer to spend time with you first, Gabriella..."

How liberating to even use her name. "I couldn't care less what they say..." he moved to her side and he kissed her, hard and fierce at the start. "Does this answer your inquiry, my lady?"
 
It was no surprise to hear that there were advancements that would require his aid. This man made her feel all fuzzy inside and she would love nothing more than to wrap her arms around him and take refuge in his steely embrace. It comforted her that he would join at her side and the kiss was a welcomed surprise. The ferocity left her hungry for him when the kiss was broken. There we eyes everywhere, even if they could not be seen. The two of them bonding was well noted to several important people. A soft hand slid into the knight's and laced her finger with his as they rest on his leg. Her smile was there to stay and it would sere as the answer to his question.

"Be careful out there.. I can not help but think that someone may want to put a target on your back because of this." She looked at him with an observant gaze, almost as if she were trying to commit every perfect imperfaction of him to her memory. Sure he was a hero and a fine warrior, but one slip up an he could be gone forever. "Tell me, Aelius, what do you dream of doing? I can not imagine that it would be fighting for the rest of your lengthy life."
 
The kingdom was always, seemingly, in crisis. The Sanguine Knight knew it better than most. There was never a time when his skills were not in demand. He had earned his title, by blood and flame until he stood at the precipice. Now he was standing with his princess. And free to give into his feelings, he had crushed his lips to Gabriella's, heedless of consequence or anything else as he held her tight. He did not care about prying eyes or anything now but their proximity and their emotion. He clasped to her, holding her as he looked into her eyes. "My princess..."

He gave a harsh chuckle. "I'm used to targets on my back," he murmured as he looked at the night-blessed beauty of her. "For dreams...?" He considered it. "Besides serving my kingdom? To be with you, in your bed, every evening now," he murmured. "To lie with you again and again...spend an eternity meaningfully..."
 
His answer was very forthright and not a bad idea at all. "I never could get enough of you after last night." She stole a kiss from those inviting lips before lips brushed against his own as she spoke once more. "You always know how to make me smile." It was a fact. With his hand in hers, she encouraged him to stand up with that mischievous smile upon her lips. "I would be more than happy to make your dreams come true while I still live and breath..." It was a sweet invite and full of promise. If there was a quicker way for them to get to her chambers she would surely have loved to know it.

At this point, she would run as fast as she could, without shame as to those who would judge her. It was no surprise that he would be able to outrun her, but it was a sweet thought. She had been having a lot of those lately. Aelius carrying her through the halls. Making up time and time again with him at her side. Their dreams were damn near identical. "Care to join me?"
 
The grin on his face was both perfectly uncharacteristic yet so representative of him. She couldn't get enough of him after the previous evening? "The feeling is so mutual," he murmured at her, brushing his finger against her neck tenderly, following with his lips. "Oh, would you...?" He whispered into her ear. "My dreams are just full of very special things then...I want to be inside you and make every fantasy you've ever had come true, Gabriella..." his fangs grazed at the delicate flesh of her throat, his voice a gentle, playful rasp. "Give you everything you've ever dreamed..."

"Lead the way," he clasped her hand, his eyes gleaming as he looked at her. "Before I'm called away, Gabriella...lead the way and let's start making dream into reality."
 
A fanged smile reserved for him appeared at is behest to lead the way. He need not say more as she was as excited as ever. There was a swiftness to her step. Her fingers intwined with his leave many to ogle and wonder where the two were headed in such haste. Some were smart enough to put two and two together and the servants were well entertained with theories what spread like wildfire. The wasn't a single fuck to give when it came to Gabriella. It was her life to do with as he chose and Aelius was no an essential part of that. The man had become as important to her as any of her main limbs and it was a frightening thing to imagine.

Stair after stair was left behind with ease. Blessed with far more stamina than the human's it was not the trek itself that was a hindrance, but the time that they could be using to be wrapped up in one another. There were guards stationed at the base of the stairs leading up to her chamber, but they dare not utter a word. The second her doors were shut she seized his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck. Lips parted just enough for her to speak her words, "I have dreamed of enjoying you every way imaginable. I've dreamed to leaving this place, if only with you. One of those two things can be done right now. Will you help me?" She knew his answer. He was a charming, insatiable, and powerful man.
 
The sight of petite fangs behind full lips brought a stirring to Aelius's heart that ran downward. A laugh build up in his throat, his feet carrying him forth with her. The sight of his princess, heiress of the night and stars and moon all at once, filled him. How long as he wanted this? Wanted her along with everything else? He didn't care about consequence or anything else. All he wanted, all he needed, was before him and he kissed her cheek as they moved, as they walked, heedless of all but her.

And when they entered her chambers, her arms ensnared him and pulled him close. No unwilling prisoner was he, bending low into her. He seized her, tugged her before him and he kissed her with a ferocious hunger. His lust was overwhelming, Aelius shifting to pin her to the wall, hand sliding under her skirt. "I believe I can make this into reality," he whisoered into her ear, beginning to tease her below.

"What will you offer me in turn...?"
 
She felt the need in his kiss and returned it right back. When her back hit the wall the vampires could not help but feed her lover a moan of pure desire and affection. "Mmm... please do." She replied to his offer and to his question she smiled mischievously before answering, "I offer you myself, both body and soul." Her eyes became laden at his ministrations. Lips parted for a much-needed breath. The dewy petals of her sex were teased and evidence of her arousal was summoned with each swipe of his fingers. "I swear by my blood that I am all yours Aelius. All yours to do with as you see fit."

Never before has she spoke such words to anyone. If she could not leave, then at least she had her best friend and lover. One heeled foot remain upon the ground with her other leg bent itself at the knee and brought it up to the side of his body. If she could get her body any closer to him, then she certainly would try. "I want you to start by taking me against this wall... then we can see where the night takes us." There was that impish smile upon her lips until she could not help, but steal another passionate kiss from him. If she could live every night like this, then all of eternity looked far brighter in her eyes.
 
Aelius pressed her back to the wall, hearing the offer of herself, "body and soul." Aelius growled roughly into her ear as his fingers ran along the folds of her sex, teasing firmly as he slipped a finger within her. "That is correct." he murmured. It was like she was simply stating what both of them knew all along. "You are mine, Gabriella...the wetness here is proof of that," he slipped another finger into her, moving the digits and hooking them with the push of his hand. "Do you have any idea how I shall ruin you?" He bit her earlobe, his eyes gleaming.

The crook of her leg dragged him closer and he made sure she could feel the press of his erection through the fabric of his pants. "Is that an order?" He put her hands above her, as if his own grip was a set of manacles unto themselves, his fangs grazing at her throat. "Does the beautiful princess want her handsome knight to fuck her as she screams? To beg as he claims her? If so...then your desire shall come to pass..."

He unlaced the front of her dress, wanting her breasts to spill free, hooking up her dress and pulling at his clothes so his cock sprang free, hard and erect, while he teased it against her slit, until he let himself slide within her to the hilt. "Look at me," his voice was an order, hard thrusts commending.

"Look at me and BEG."
 
A single gasp was ripped from her lips as she felt a finger sheath itself within the confines of her greedy sex. This man knew every button to push and his words had the effect of setting sensual shivers to ghost down her spine. That tone dripped with command and proved to be magnetic to the very core of who the sinfully sweet noblewoman was. It was as if he's able to resonate with all of her when others could barely achieve a fraction of it. There was no competition. She was his and his alone and damn anyone that stand in their way. Gabriella was lost in the here and now, especially as another finger joined the first. Whimpers and whines occasionally sounded when he would make the pleasure all the more clear and teased her by reminding her just what he was fully capable of when it came to her body.

Having her arms pinned against the wall and above her head only brought a smile to those red lips of hers. There was an air of danger about him and it was absolutely thrilling! "Yes... I need you. You are a drug to me. I merely look at you and the intoxication is instant." The second her bodice was unlaced she felt a heat overtake her entire form. "Oh my g-gosh..." she whispered under her breath as she was gifted every inch of his welcomed cock. The feeling was overwhelmingly good and her eyes were heavy, but at his command, she could not help but listen. "Please, fuck me...PLEASE!! Make me yours and I will leave no one to question just who I belong to..." Breasts rose and fell with each breath. "Please Aelius, my love...my knight..."
 
As the vampire knight entered his princess, Aelius's voice took on a harsh edge in her ear. "You get so wet for me," he murmured. His commands to her were equally arousing to Aelius, his eyes gleaming as he pushed himself into heated, dripping folds of her body. "Understand this..." he took her chin in hand and made her gaze at him, made sure her eyes could see him. "You are mine. No matter what. This body is mine. If I wish to fuck you, then I shall." He gave a hard push, with even more roughness than before to drive to the hilt. "No matter who knows. Whatever anyone says."

The sweetness of sin drove him on just as much as her smile. "My Gabriella...my own intoxication," he whispered, his voice a low hiss. "Louder," he urged her. Setting her against the wall, the Sanguine Knight pumped his hips with an almost enraged lust, slamming his cock to the hilt in her. Again and again, seeing her eyes flutter as he pushed in and out of her soaked, burning pussy. "Hot as furnace as wet as the goddess's tears." He reached down to toy with her clit as well, before he yanked her up, pounding himself against her again, fangs sliding into her neck.

He didn't care about innocence. The sultry flames, the seductive nature of Gabriella, the experience...just made him want her more, to be the very best she had ever known. The knight fucked his princess with a hard glee against her wall, looking into her eyes.

"I am going to bend you over that bed next and redden that ass as I ride you. Fair warning."
 
The rolls were switched. Where many would see a man on his knees and their pure-blooded heiress holding the reigns, behind doors it appeared to be quite the opposite. She was putty in his hands. There was not an ounce of shame in the display that she gave him. It was such a breath of fresh air to hear him tell her that she belonged to him. There was no questioning his seriousness. The room was filled with a sensual symphony of moans, groans, mewls, and gasps. He could clearly wield a cock just as well as he did a sword. The wall bloacked her head from leaning back any further, and on demand she did get louder.

It would have been a surprise if she could string together more than two words with that pounding that was going on. "YES!" so unlady like in the midst of such carnal pleasures and yet she screamed more without a car in the world. With each powerful thrust she was fucked up the wall and gravity did well to make sure he was sheathed within her sex like the attractive cock sleeve that she was. Somehow she managed a smile at his announcement. "Are you threatening my with a good time?" At that second a orgasm ripped through her and nails dug into the palm of her own hands to make a fist as he tension tore through her like a rip currant. Legs shivered wit pleasure and his cock would feel that all too familiar clutch of greed from her sex.

Only he could manage to take her breath away. It seemed an eternity before she descended from those all too elusive heavens and found herself back in a far more appealing place. "You mentioned something about a bed?" she teased. In truth she was excited for the sting of his hands upon her ass. That mighty grip that was not afraid to take what he wanted. She was a battlefield and he was concurring her with ease.
 
There was no woman he had ever desired more. This was a simple, yet inescapable truth for the Sanguine Knight. He had never desired the flesh, nor the heart, nor the soul of any woman more than he did Gabriella. With his eyes smoldering, his hands grabbing at her, he rammed himself into her folds, the caress of her sex only heightening his desire. He hissed softly into her ear, growling in passion while he took her. The noises she made were the most erotic he had ever heard from the lips of any living being.

"Such a vixen...a minx, to snarl such," he whispered as he pumped his hips into hers. He was making of her a toy, an object for his own gratification so she might achieve her own. He squeezed her ass, slapping at it while she came, his cock sheathed within as he held his own back. Instead, Aelius rode her through it roughly, still fucking as he bit at her neck.

It was only when he felt the orgasm recede that he heard her taunt...he let her down...and shoved her forward, over the bed. He was on her in an instant, pulling the hem of the dress up, pushing her head down and burying the glistening shaft of his cock into her pussy. "My princess...or my whore tonight...?" He asked as he tugged at her hair, before pushing her face down.

The fuck from earlier paled to this. A hand cracked down at her ass, his cock ravishing the folds of her pussy, Again he struck, leaving a red mark against her ass. He teased at the divot of her rear hatch with his finger, driving in and out again. He was never afraid to take what he wanted, least of all when it was her.

"Scream for me..." he grabbed at her sides. "And yield."
 
Finding herself pushed against the plush surface of the bed and pinned by his cock garnered a loud gasp from her lips. "I'm your whore any night..." she reassured him. Hands gripped onto the surface of the bed with each ravenous thrust into her slick sex. Her legs were void of any strength and there was almost no moment where she wasn't screaming absolute pleasure. Air was so hard to come by in this state and she could think of no better time to die. The addition to her ass only painted a richer hue to her pale cheeks.

She yielded in a grand fashion. The delicious sting to her ass really got her juices running. He was not holding back and it drove her mad. Soft lips were constantly parted for air and eyes were closed which only seemed to heighten the feeling of their fuck fest. Internally she trembled and that ball of tension mounted in the center of her being. This woman was going to shatter once more and indeed she did. The sounds coming from behind her chamber doors may alarm some, but coupled with the 'yes's and the 'Aelius, baby's it would take but a few seconds to put two and two together.

The second time she shattered, he fucked her right through it and caused her to groan. He was going to sex her into oblivion and she hoped that he would be ready to deal with her husk of a self as she would be hardly able to lift a finger when he was through with her. "Mark me, over and over and over again, baby, please!!" The words were but a whisper as the pleasure was mind-numbingly welcomed. "Fuck.... you're so damn good...."
 
With the princess delicately bent over her bed, her knight treated her like she was a bent nail. He hammered his hips forward, slamming them with a savage intensity into Gabriela's backside. Moaning she was his whore made his eyes glint with a burning light and he seized her, smacking at her ass sharply on both sides, striking each cheek as he redoubled his efforts. In and out he pushed, growling her name as he fucked her against her bed. He leaned over, wanting to get a handful of her breast. He squeezed them, teasing the nipples.

Her sex was drenched, clutching at him while he rode her through the orgasm, fucking her with the beloved and heated lust they could both share. He wanted her to break, to fall apart, to shatter utterly before the force of his lust. He kissed her neck, her cheek, pulling her to meet his lips. "Gabriella..." Her name, his princess, as he drove into her, lifting the hem of her dress even more.

When she begged for a marking, his lips closed on her neck and sucked to leave a bruise. He was close, but never, ever wanted to stop...
 
Constantly panting and moaning was what she was reduced to. Her neck tingled and moans were fed to him in the midst of their kiss. Hot breath spilled forth from her nostrils. Eventually the kiss had to be broken as she could not deny that she needed some air. Her neck was proving to be a weak spot for her and the attention that he provided the arch coupled with the pounding her her sex caused her to crash once more. She shattered with a cry and a mind that that completely blanked. She could feel every cell of her body come to life. At the same time, all of the strength was drained from her body. There was not an ounce of strength left to open her eyes. Her body sunk into the plush surface of the bed as he greedy sex milked him for all that he had.

Gabriella was a hot mess and marked with a bruise to her neck and lovely prints upon her ass that she would cherish as trophies while she could. For not she was nearly bordering on the realm of the conscious. How she ached to have him filler her to the brim. To have him break with her so that they may relax in bed with one another. It always seemed to be a mystery how her dress seemed to always come off without her so much as trying, but to find herself in bed and naked at his side was never a disappointment.
 
There was something about bending the Princess of Night over her bed and fucking her like a common strumpet that just made Aelius's cock harder than it had ever been. It wasn't anything like he had experienced before and part of him seemed to transcend his own body. Behind her, he was slamming away, vigorously burying his cock into the tight folds of her pussy. His hands were running all along her full breasts, tender at first, before roughly squeezing, pinching the nipples as he felt the clench of her. "Scream for me," his voice was coy, teasing as he coaxed every ounce of pleasure from her dripping womanhood.

And that ass...just seeing it drove him wild. Alive, more than he had felt before, he was slapping her ass, seizing her hair like a leash as he fucked her all the more, feeling the squeeze draw him out. Her orgasm tipped him to the edge and he pushed in, head to her shoulder as he spent himself hard, hot spurts of white bursting out into her.

All as he panted her name.
 
Gabriella was happily broken beyond words. For a noticeable moment, she could not move a finger. Aelius' heavy panting of her name was a delight to hear. To feel him bury himself within and release was what extended the pleasure coursing through her body. This was a dance that the duo could engage in time and time again. Her scream of delight caught the attention of more than a few and she was woefully ignorant of it all and would have given nary a care if she had an inkling of the unseen audience. It was with surprising effort that she managed to slip her dress from off of her shoulders and it would stay in place while she practically crawled out of it and further onto the bed where she quickly collapsed onto the surface. A hand stretched out in a silent and open invitation for her lover to join her.

She was even too drained to speak, but her desire was clear. The princess of the darkness wanted to relax and sleep in his arms. The smallest of noises were as clear as ever in the afterglow of their coupling. He would have to leave her in due time and b now she had made more than a few enemies due to her blatant interest in him. It was not in the cards for their Pure Princess to be mixing interests with a mudblood, been one with a title. She was not one to take things lying down and knew that if push came to shove he would look for her. Even when the strength renewed, it was clear that she was lost in her thoughts.
 
Aelius growled her name out after he spent deep into her. His hips collided with her ass, his body pushed tight against hers as he gasped and growled out. He closed his eyes, relishing her scent, her feel. His hands threaded through her hair as he all but moaned in the sheer bliss of the afterglow. He felt her black, lustrous hair, stroking there as he murmured her name. He felt her sides, still sheathed within her as he rested against her.

He let her shift, removing her clothes to slide upon the bed. Nude, he slid against her and he kissed her lips, basking in the taste of her, his smirk growing as he traced her hand with the back of his hand. He kissed her again, warm and gentle as his arms encircled her tightly. He murmured expressions of care, love and affection, holding her to his naked, smooth figure. "My Gabriella..." he whispered. "...The battlefield beckons me soon...but with you...I'll always return."
 
This was just as joyous as their sex session. It was as though the two were in their own little world and it was one that Gabriella could not tire of. Kisses were a sweet treat laced with the taste of their antics. Blood and sex were a wonderous combination and there would be no erasing the memories that came with it. There was no questioning there genuiness of his affections. She exchanged sweet words and glances that said what could not be put into words. Despite what many may have thought, there were a few that could see what might frighten those with open eyes. They were a powerful duo. Pure blood that came with untapped power and a vampire wit the power to lead armies and slaw all who stood before him with sheer power.

They have been apart before. Though time did not mean nearly as much as it did to humans, she did find herself hoping that this venture would not be as long. Soft hands roamed his hard body. Lips ghosted along his when they were not kissing. "I will be waiting, Aelius..." That time apart was going to be utilized by several parties, for several reasons. Those in the shadows did buy their time until the warriors departure. "Until then.. I have no qualms with shouting just who it is that I rightfully belong to... over and over again." It was an open invitation for all time sealed with a kiss. She knew that one round would not be enough and things took off like an inferno once more. Gabriella was a hot panting mess with hardly enough energy to even muster a smile when they were done again. This celebrated knight was an expert at breaking her down.

There was a weary laugh with a lax smile and her eyes rested shut as she relaxed upon his body. She would see him off when the time came and it would come all to soon. Despite every night up until then being filled with passion and loving embraces it was still saddening to see him off when the night arrived. Waking up with him that evening, there was a clear hesitation to leaving the sanctity of the bed. In silence she enjoyed his company while trying not to wake him before he was ready.
 
After being so rough, Aelius savored a chance for warm affection and gentleness as well. Panting to himself, he looked at his princess, to her pale skin, the curtain of black hair, the ample breasts topped by the hard nipples. Seeing her made him smile there, the sweetness of their words bringing him an intense joy. More than battle, more than victory...this was not a conquest, he thought. She was not a prize or a posesssion. This was joyous pleasure to be shared between one another and he loved it more than he might say.

He found himself hungering for it all the more, his mouth seeking her lips as he kissed her anew. She said she would be waiting and his eyes gleamed with a new hunger. To find her waiting for him, to know she would be there to greet him with open arms and lips...he brushed his hand against her face, his eyes traveling across her as he grinned across, tracing his fingers along her body as well. He kissed her, scorching and hard, like a sun blazing between them... the princess could arouse him like absolutely no other.

They'd need to deal with politic and life soon enough, though. He had to handle the fray again with the expansion of the forest...and other kingdoms. He had battles to win...that thought remained as his eyes opened anew, stirring to...see her there before him, his smile growing as he kissed her.

"Awake so soon...?"
 
Gabriella smiled as she watched those mesmerizing eyes reveal themselves and look back at her. That kiss was always a lovely way to wake up. "You are leaving me today..." a soft spoke answer to him questioning her being awake so early. It was clear that she was going to milk every second that she had with him before he would leave. A hand caressed his jaw as she reveled in another kiss. "We have a little bit of time before you might want to start getting ready.... I'd like to give you a proper send-off." She stroked his member as she spoke with that wicked sweet smile.

With that, she got on top of her knight and smothered him in kisses. Arms resting on either side of his head as her lips always hovered over his. It would be a sweet and intense send-off. Another memory to take with him. The number of people that have sampled her blood since her birth could be counted on one hand and no one had nearly as much as she had her lover sample. There could be unknown side effects to pure blood. It could kill most humans. Rarely did a human body accept the changes brought on by the blood of a pure one. Sharing the blood of kin could have next to no effects to bizarre effects.

Some ancient texts read that one could hear the thoughts of one's children... their changelings... no matter where they were. Some whispered that one Pure One could control anyone who savored their blood. These were not recently witnessed, but the world was vast and their kin scattered about. Not to mention their lengthy lives. Gabriella had not thought of what may happen to Aelius, a strong and more than capable warrior, if he drank from her time and time again. Gabby smiled against his lips before welcoming him back home into the slick confined of her sex like the final piece to a puzzle. "I love you Aelius..."
 
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