(From Blue's Perspective)
"Look at me, baby," he whispered into my ear in his husky voice. His voice was gentle.
"No…"
"Go on."
I felt the tears fresh on my cheek. The pleasure, the pain- all of that could not make me feel less miserable.
I raised my head and slowly, looked at him. His fangs were bloody and I could still feel his claws on my waist and bottom.
He looked deep into my eyes and rubbed his thumb on my lips. He pressed it between my lips and I opened them gently. Pushing it inside, he touched my fangs. I licked his finger with my tongue, my forked tongue.
"You are beautiful," he said.
"Don't lie."
"You are gorgeous," he said and gave me a kiss on the forehead. The touch was very gentle. "But that doesn't mean I am going easy on you."
