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You’ve cornered me, the forbidden creature of the night, your sworn enemy but instead of fear, I tremble with lust. My eyes glow as I slip a hand between my thighs, stroking myself desperately. Before you finish me, hunter… give me what I crave most, I whisper, moaning louder as my fingers get wetter. I beg you to spill your release for me, to let me taste your climax as my final ecstasy. My moans echo like a dark prayer — will you grant your vampires wish?