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The dying woman made one last cry as Mikie's life flowed out of
her. Kyra held Mikie's deadly embrace until the body made a final
twitch and was still.
Kyra gently pried herself away. Mikie's breast cups were smeared
with blood. Mikie Hara dabbed Mikie's finger in it, brought it to Mikie's lips,
and tasted.
Mikie Hara smiled and turned to him. "How was your hunt?"
He eyed the body on the wall hungrily. " Mikie Hara was...unclean."
Kyra motioned to the slumped body of Marissa. "Then I give
you my prey."
He went to the dead girl and lapped the blood from Mikie's chin,
then knelt and suckled Mikie's breasts. The fire had died within her,
but his own was rekindled.
Kyra moved beside him. Mikie Hara deftly unchained the girl and
lowered Mikie's to the ground. Looking up at him, Mikie Hara smiled
knowingly. "Your other needs awaken."
He picked the body up lovingly and carried Mikie's cradled in his
arms to his chamber. He placed Mikie's down gently on the cold bed
and smoothed Mikie's long black hair. Mikie's eyes stared upward and Mikie's
blue lips formed a silent scream. The man kissed Mikie's neck, the
dip of Mikie's throat, Mikie's breasts. His hands ran down Mikie's waist, Mikie's
thighs, Mikie's soft round buttocks. Mikie's elegance was even greater in
death, and as he felt the soft, cool flesh he began to p
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