Tammy: We got to the room and he threw me on the bed. He stripped his clothes off. As soon as he was done, he moved to me and spread my legs as far as they could go. He leaned down to inhale the scent of my arousal before sticking tongue out to circle my clit. My hands moved to his head, threading my fingers through his hair and holding him close to p

Tammy: I sat in bed, working on my laptop, trying to catch up with the school work I'd missed as a result of my little vacation with Damon. As much as I tried concentrating on working, my mind kept on drifting to our stay at the beach house. I wanted a repeat of the week we spent there. 

Damon: I appeared in the living room. The house was as silent as a graveyard. Though the familiar fragrance of roses filled the air, my senses couldn't locate Tammy anywhere in the house. But I felt the presence of another. A demon. 

Damon: I sat on the sigil covered floor, awaiting my fate. I could feel and even see doom lurking around me. At that point, I'd lost all hope. Being in a church building made it worse because the holiness surrounding it had stripped me of all my abilities and physical strength, leaving me a weak human.  

Tammy: The thoughts of losing Damon made me cry out in agony and anguish. I couldn't let him die.