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I bit down into Emily's neck, marking her. Honestly, I didn't mean to. I wanted to get her consent first. I thought that if she marked me, she would feel the same way I do. Then Emily said that bullsh.it about removing my mark. How could she want that? Emily did feel the same things I did, didn't she? She can feel the sparks and tingles, and the scents and sensations, right? Why would she want to take all of that away? I was already on edge as it was. Emily's arousal was so strong that I felt high off of it. It got so strong when she fed from me. I could feel Emily's happiness when she sa that mark too. I knew that I gave her comfort and peace. When Emily said my name I thought I would burst. I wanted to hear her say it again. I wanted to hear her moan it. I thought that my di.ck was