He made a small sigh, as he swallowed the first blood, then his mouth closed over my earlobe, mouth working at the wound, tongue coaxing blood from the wound. He pressed his body the length of mine, one hand cupping… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
The wound that's made by fire will heal, But the wound that's made by tongue will never heal. — Thiruvalluvar Copy Share Image
