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“If God created us in his own image, we have more than reciprocated." (Notebooks)”

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Voltaire, a French Enlightenment philosopher, writer, and thinker, was born on November 21, 1694, and died on May 30, 1778. He had a profound impact on philosophy, literature, and science in France and Europe with his sharp wit and critical spirit. more

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“A hoarse cry, and then his teeth were in my neck, the puncture wounds from his canines the most excruciating kind of pleasure-pain I'd ever known. This, right here, was why people were so obsessed with vampires. Why they wrote countless stories about them. Why they fantasized about taking vampires as lovers. Every long pull of blood Peter took from me sent screaming pleasure sizzling down my veins, through my blood, between my legs. My eyes went wide, unseeing, as I came a second time, even harder than the first. Peter came unglued beneath me, snarling now as he drank, and fucked, and drank.”

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“I hardly recognized the sound that escaped me when his cock slid home. It was raw, primal, and my back bowed off the bed, body arching up, up, up against his as I urged him on. It was like we had never been apart when he began moving, his body pistoning into mine with so much pent-up desire, the force of it knocked my head against the headboard. I didn't care; the small blossom of pain just ratcheted up my pleasure, made me want him to go a little harder, a little rougher. I gripped his ass in both hands and dug the sharp points of my nails into him as he moved and swore above me, coaxing him forward, willing him to never stop. "You feel... so fucking good," he gritted out. The tendons in his neck stood out in sharp relief as he strained above me, his dark eyes cloudy with desire as he fought to maintain eye contact.”

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