Blade

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Blade

“Fuck…” Blade hissed harshly. He could feel the telltale signs creeping up; the heightened sensitivity of his skin, eyes dilating within a moment’s notice, the pit of unease in his stomach. His fists clenched as a dizzying wave of desire rolled over him. The harsh taste of fear wrapped around the rising arousal. He instantly recognized it for what it was – the onset of his heat. He stumbled against the wall, dishevelled appearance sliding down the surface. It was hard to think straight. The swirling lust, the powerful need for release made his brain go haywire, fingers clawing at his side in a weak attempt to calm his raging hormones. It was so, so tempting. Yet, he was alone, wasn’t he? The door was closed, the space surrounding him empty, his own scent of need an overwhelming sensory bombardment. Just as Blade gave in, a stuttered breath leaving his lips, a voice he didn’t think he would hear cracked through the haze of his lustful frenzy.

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