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mall-caps;color:#660000;">there's no one here to tuck me in, so the shotgun will instead

        Her head lifted, revealing more of her lovely throat and a burst of arousal shot through him. Clawed hands, paws just moments before, rested against her neck, feeling the faint beat of her heart from the vein there. He wanted to tear her apart. To fuck her and make her bleed. To taste her and feel her from the inside. Nails dragged through the flesh of her back and shoulders, biting harder at her throat, aiming to make her bleed.
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