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Ice

Supernatural Intimacy.

By K. Dominique Published 6 months ago 1 min read

A touch as cold as winter night

Chills raced along my spine

Death’s breath wandering my body

Stilled in his otherworldly embrace

Slender fingers tracing every inch of my curves

Crimson eyes locked into mine

Kisses from pale lips

Of the undead himself

Frostbitten hands caress my mahogany cheeks

With an inescapable hunger

He devours my essence

Detached from life

Surrendering my will to be

On bruised knees by his feet

Consumed by a relentless wave of lust and despair

I am the embodiment of raw submission

A vessel of obedience

Satisfying desires beyond mortal comprehension

Bound by chains

Yoni drenched in sin

I am his personal release

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About the Creator

K. Dominique

In my own world. 🖤

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