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At first I thought the ice would burn me, but, on the contrary, I noticed an intense fire inside me. I closed my eyes and grabbed his hand to bury that dildo deep inside me. “Ah!” I cried out as I felt the coldness deep inside my p***y. That delicious sensation was bringing me to orgasm. I clenched my walls as I brought my hands to her hair. I lifted her head and pulled it away, letting my fangs come out. I wanted to bite her neck and mark it to be mine alone, as if I wasn't Alanna. I didn't even want to stop; I simply sank my fangs into his neck and began to suck his blood. The intense taste of iron flooded my taste buds as a second orgasm rocked me. Sorceresses did not need blood to satisfy themselves sexually, but I was not a sorceress. I needed the blood of this man who drove

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