~62 SO NOT FIRST BASE, BUT HOME RUN.

Eden Monroe.

As Dorian's teeth sank into my skin, I let out a muffled cry of pain, feeling a sharp, searing sensation coursing through my veins. It was as if every nerve in my body was on fire, and I could feel my skin being torn apart under his powerful jaws.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to endure the agony, my body writhing beneath his unyielding grip. It was a pain unlike anything I had ever experienced before, and I couldn't help but let out another whimper as I felt him draw blood.

"Shh, it's okay, it'll be over soon," Dorian murmured in a soothing tone, his voice barely audible over the sound of my own rapid heartbeat. But his words did little to quell the agony, and I could feel myself slipping into a dizzying haze of pain and despair.

The pain was unrelenting, overwhelming, and all-consuming. It felt as if I was being ripped apart from the inside out, as if every fiber of my being was being torn apart. It was a primal, instinctual pain, the kind that could only b