[M] Cut to the chase, babe.
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Toby was on bottom in a matter of seconds still gasping in deep breaths with his wounded throat. Toby was weak at this. When the split occurred he was sure Fang had sucked the fight right from him. Her hand held him down and prevented him from using his upper body. So what about his hips? Still naked, the dog trusted his hips powerfully up, using his legs to throw his lower body into the air. The woman unbalanced gave him enough slip to push his hands off the ground. He turned, landing between her legs and penning her down.

His mouth went down, biting down deeply in her upper chest. The blood drawn as he bit down, locking his jaw firmly as he bit. This one would leave a scar. The sudden pain in his brain announced Fang's instant disapproval. He was temporarily thrown into a dizzy stage. Fang's furiousity cutting Toby's anger down to panic. What had he just done? Lowered his standards to be like Fang? Another sharp pain slammed into his brain, giving the girl enough time to hurt the disoriented male. His thoughts flickered to the corpse. He would be just like the rotting flesh within minutes.


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