By angryredplanet
Date: 14 November 1999

Maul Me

My talons slide through your cheeks.
The blood wells up and bubbles out,
And you sigh.
You offer me your delicate hand
And I consume it with
My dark, dripping maw.
I devour it, the moresel that I've waited for,
Peeling and grinding with my fangs.
A soft groan escapes your trembling lips.
The skin on your arm is silky and sweet
As it passes over my tongue.
I step back and shake the wet treats down my gullet.
My dark eyes meet your soft brown ones.
You know what I desire.
Your lips part and spread wide.
I lunge, entering you and filling my snout with your quivering tongue.
I twist my head out, retreating in the passion of my success.
Her body falls back limply, a stream of blood dripping from her chin,
Her eyes locked with mine in her stillness.