[ And here was Essek Thelyss with a perfect simulacrum of himself, and that self was currently behind Bren where he could feel the press of the man behind him, kneeling in such a way on the table-- testing that sturdiness while fingers glimmered like stardust to trace freckles, to clench into the ties that criss-crossed over chest.

These two versions of Essek were absolutely going to coax every secret dirty whore inclination right out of Bren.

The Essek in front of him, Prime Essek was slowly taking those pants down from legs, that tight leather that Bren almost nearly had to be cut out of, rolled down slowly to reveal those slender pale legs, the knees that demanded kisses. Every part of this man demanded them in fact, with that eager to please moan and the panting as if he guessed what was coming next. ]

The other night I was in heat for you.. but tonight? I want you to ache for me.. can you do that? Be my tight hole? For both of us? [ One hand moved to encirle that cock and stroke it gently and patiently-- a hand that with nails that was uncharacteristically cut down, for reasons as of right now not known by Caleb, but would soon be understood. ]

This vampire, wants to breed a werewolf-- but I have a feeling it will take two because you are such a hungry slut.