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teeth found admittance. Once opened, he drank of her. She arched her back into the moist, cool grass, her muscles straining against his mouth. Tears streamed from her eyes. But, at the same time, she found this as pleasurable as if his mouth were clasped over her sex. She orgasmed before he had her underwear pulled from her hips.
  He rose to his knees, blood-stained around his mouth. With his left hand, he shoved her shirt up over her breasts and went to work on the nipples—flicking them, twisting them, pulling them until she thought they would tear. With his right hand he unbuttoned his black pants and pushed them down. He stroked himself, moving his left hand down to brutally pinch her clitoris between thumb and forefinger.
  When she thought she couldn’t take it any more, he took his hand away. For just a few moments, there was no contact at all and she felt her body reaching for his.
  Then he was in her, all the way in, all at once, and she wondered how someone with such cold hands could be so warm inside her. Raking his shirt out of the way, she closed her mouth around his shoulder and, remembering how he bit her, let her teeth bite into him. She heard him grunt and, at the same time, felt him grow impossibly large within her, thrusting even more brutally until he spasmed, pulling his cock out and rubbing it against the lips of her cunt.
  Clutching himself tightly in his right hand, he scrambled out from between her legs and came to rest on his knees, feeding his cock into her mouth. She didn’t want it there but she couldn’t say anything now. He filled her mouth, his left hand keeping her from backing away. She tasted herself, gagged as the tip of his penis pushed against the back of her throat before exploding in warm ropes of come.
  He pulled it out. She coughed, thinking it wasn’t nearly as bad as she thought it would be.
  He looked into her eyes and, in that second, everything was washed away from her. All the pain, all the pleasure dissipated, leaving her with an eerie sense of complete and total calm. Complete and total satisfaction.
  He stood up and pulled up his pants. She stayed on the ground, collecting her underwear, damp with her own come. She pulled them on before reaching for her jeans she just knew were grass stained. She stood up and pulled them on, watching him as he stared out toward the woods at the foot of the cemetery’s hill. She shook, unable to control her muscles.
  A thin fog had developed. There was something strange about the fog. There were parts where it seemed to be thicker than others and these parts, maybe it was just her imagination, resembled human forms. She looked all around and noticed these were everywhere. She thought she could even see them rising from the graves. Not zombies, but some blue essence. She didn’t think she would ever be able to explain it and would probably have forgotten all about it in the morning. Maybe Zack’s come was a hallucinogen.
  Before zipping and buttoning her pants, she reached her hand inside to rub the bite on her thigh. It stung greatly but it didn’t seem to be bleeding. The welts felt hot on her hands and for the first time she wondered not who Zack was, but what he was.
  He started down the walk to the cemetery gates and she followed him.
  When he had first bitten her, she had grand plans of reaming him as soon as they were outside of the cemetery. She was going to tell him he needed to give her a little warning if he was going to pull shit like that. He had trumped that with his finale, however. And once they were back on the streets of Lynchville, she realized she didn’t really care about any of it anyway. In fact, as they walked silently back to her house, she was almost certain she wanted him to do it again.
  They didn’t say a word until they were in front of her house.
  She threw her arms around him and kissed him deeply, thinking of what she could say that would bring him