Flash fiction – Forgotten

She had forgotten who she was. Their lips found each other and her mind wandered to how perfect his body felt against hers. She nipped playfully at his bare shoulder as he pulled her close. He smelled so good. How had she gotten here? So, so good. It was intoxicating. Her jaw snapped open and then clamped around his collarbone. She crushed him against her, her teeth slicing through his bones like butter. She had forgotten who she was.
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