My entry for A Dark and Stormy Night contest-
It was not a dark stormy night, it was a bright glary day when my hungry lover came to me. Daylight smoldered on his skin, and I feared for his life. But when his eyes appeared over the sill of the tower window and blazed at me with passion, I burned for his fire-y touch.
Into my darkened chamber his figure grew so all-encompassing that I swooned onto my bed, raising my arms to receive him. He smiled at my heaving breasts, embraced me, pushed his head hard against my throbbing neck. And he fed.
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Compliments of the Author: Debbie Bumstead