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Post by Jashin on Feb 11, 2015 5:48:27 GMT
September 20, 2007
It was late... just after midnight, and most of the streets were deserted. Here and there people were making their way home from evening shift jobs and bars, some stumbling drunk, others keeping a brisk, almost nervous pace. Raeanna, Rae to her friends, was leaving one such bar, where she was a waitress. She'd taken an early shift, trading with someone else to put them on the shift that was busier and thus paid more. She didn't care about the loss of money, she just wanted to get home and relax for an evening. Fifteen days of work and counting, she was going crazy. Her flaming auburn hair was brushed out to hang long and silken down her back to her waist, and her deep blue eyes were slightly hidden behind a pair of rectangular black framed glasses. A long coat was around her, and she hugged it in close around her curvy body, her uniform not doing much to keep out the chill of mid autumn. The outfits were designed to show off the girl's bodies without showing too much, as that's what earned them bigger tips. Look good, smile a lot, and flirt when needed.
He leaned on the tree and took another drag of his cigarette. It did nothing for him, as nicotine had no affect. It wasn't like he could 'die' of lung cancer. Smiling as he saw her round the corner, he flicked the butt into the curb and slid his hands into his pockets. This could prove to be easier than he thought. He wanted to feed, she was alone... perfect. He stepped onto the sidewalk from the grass beneath the tree and matched her pace remaining behind her peripheral vision and still across the street. He didn't want to spook her but just make her nervous enough to make her heart beat a bit faster. The fine wyne was always a bit nicer when laced with fear and panic.
Rae walked along, shoving her hands into her coat pockets with a shiver, head down some as she walked along, intent on getting home to the warmth of her apartment. She could feel eyes on her in the dark, and found herself looking around, not seeing anyone. She frowned, quickening her pace, heart speeding up a bit in her chest as her feet moved quickly over the sidewalk.
He leapt easily and silently across the street and landed to continue walking behind her. This time letting the click of his boot heels tap out in cadence with hers. Just as she turns, though, he would leap up to land on the roof top and watch. Then once more slip down, this time just around the corner. As she reached the corner, he steps out and literally bumps into her. Grasping her arms to keep her from falling, he smiles and settles a little auspex on her mind so didn't scream. "Hello there. Forgive me, I didn't see you." His voice was like honey in her ears and somehow, in her mind as well and his touch was firm but in a strong gentle way.
Her heart was racing by the time she reached the corner, having stopped several times to glance behind her, sure someone was there but never seeing them. And then... CRASH! She walked straight into what felt to her like a brick wall but was really only a man. Her eyes lifted to look at him as he spoke, words failing her for a few moments as she stared. She knew she should scream, pull away, say something... but the more she stood there, the less she could find in herself to do about the situation. The honest truth was... his voice, his touch... all of it. He liked it all very much.
He let her go and offered his arm. "May I accompany you home? Would hate to have you fall next time cause the one you bump into isn't as quick as I am." He crooked his arm and smiled towards her absently brushing a stray windblown hair from her face then tracing the curve of her jaw with the back of his fingers before letting it drop.
She should say no.... She knew she should say no... But she found herself looking up at him and not wanting him to leave. Something about him made her feel at once both dangerous and safe. It was an unusual sensation to have regarding someone, even someone who looked like him. Despite her better judgment, her hand slid into the crook of his arm and she smiled. "Thank you very much," she said. Hey... if nothing else, having him with her meant that whoever had been following would likely go away because she wasn't home... right?
He walked her the rest of the way in silence. As they approached her home, he smiled letting her unlock the door, his hand once more stroking down her hair over her back . "Well you are safe and sound now... Miss?" He left it hanging to see if she would give her name.
Raeanna walked along with him in silence, pondering him. He was kind, and didn't seem at all interested in anything but walking her home. It was refreshing, though she had to admit to herself that for once, she actually wished someone would want more than they asked for. When they reached the apartment, she unlocked the door and smiled when he asked for her name. "Raeanna," she answered, beginning to let herself in. "Thank you for the escort, sir.'
He nodded staying just outside the door. "Raeanna... lovely name. Isn't there a goddess in mythology named that? If I recall i don't think she had your beauty. I," he lifted her hand and kissed it letting his lips caress back and forth a bit more than he probably should have, "am Kaleb. And at your service..." He didn't rise or release her hand, but stayed there a moment. He could hear her heart race once more as his thumb caressed in small circles where his lips had been a moment before.
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Post by Jashin on Feb 11, 2015 5:48:44 GMT
She found herself blushing a deep, pretty shade of pink as she stood there, a shy smile on her lips. He was charming and handsome and everything! Chewing her lower lip slightly, she stood there for a moment, heart beating fast in her chest as he rubbed over her hand with his thumb. After a moment, she glanced back into her apartment, and then back at him, offering a soft, but still shy smile. "Would you like to come in for something to drink? It's the least I can do... you've been so kind..."
The words he had been waiting for. The open invitation. Stepping across the threshold as he still held her hand, a soft pulse of energy would ride up her hand and thru her body. Releasing her hand he smiled. "I would love a drink..." He came in and closed the door behind him, the soft click of the lock was barely audible as he released her hand smiling. "What a lovely place. Will you show me around? I am always interested in other domiciles. Everyone could live in the same square, but what they do with it makes them unique." He once more stroked her hair.
Her arm tingled, sending chills through her entire body even after he dropped her hand. She let it fall to her side before drawing it in close, her other hand holding it, rubbing at the finger tips, where the curious sensation still lingered. At his question of being shown around, she smiled. "I'd love to..." she said, and made her way through the living room through an open doorway and into the kitchen, which while small, was neat and tidy and well decorated. "This is the kitchen... not much here but yeah..." she said with a blush. Next she crossed to the other side of the living room, showing him a bathroom which was spotless and decorated in deep bold reds and blacks. "Bathroom and..." Next the bedroom, the very next door. The bedroom was a little cluttered, not as well kept as the rest of the place, with a large king sized bed dominating it, the coverlets on it a deep forest green, offsetting the ivory walls and cream colored carpet.
Stepping closer to force her into the room, he looked around. "I don't see a man's touch in here. Is he away or are you alone? Seems he should have been the one escorting you home, little one." The words at the end nearly a whisper of endearment as his body pressed innocently close as he peered into the bedroom.
She was holding onto the doorknob, it was pressing into the small of her back as he leaned in, to see the room from what she could surmise. "I... I live alone," she said softly. The way he'd called her little one almost made her wish she was his little one. And in the pit of her stomach, she had the odd feeling that if she wanted it, she very well may be able to be such. "Blissfully single," she said, laughing nervously and hoping he could tell just what he was doing to her.
He turned to face her smiling softly as he whispered. "Blissfully?" He raised an eyebrow and leaned down brushing his lips on hers. Whispering into her mouth, "Or wistfully..." He kissed her then. A chaste soft kiss, but one she would feel clear down to her soul.
The feel of his mouth on hers was something that send tremors through her body, her heart beginning to pound in her chest. Inwardly, she cursed herself for being so easily shaken by something as small as that kiss... but it hadn't felt that small in the least! Her breathing was slightly shallow as she looked up at him, lips parted as if to speak but no sound coming out.
His eyes looked into hers and his mind pressed there as well as he spoke, his voice once more like honey as he caressed her cheek. "Call work, tell them you have a family emergency... you will be gone a few days." Having her do that would mean no one would seek for at least two days. He could kill her and use her home as a haven for a couple nights before needing to move on.
She listened. There was no other choice, in her mind. He wanted her to call out from work, and so she would. Making her way to the phone, she picked it up and called in the number she'd memorized long before, explaining to them that a family emergency had come up and she'd be out of work for a while. They assured her everything would be fine and hoped things got better before she finally hung up, turning to look back at him.
"Now... I want you to undress for me... take that coat off and show me the pretty work dress." He grabbed a chair and set it at the foot of the bed, kicking his boots up on it to block her path to the door. Releasing her mind just a touch so she could still war within herself to see how much she wanted to obey.
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Post by Jashin on Feb 11, 2015 5:48:47 GMT
Here she paused, feeling her better side come back up, arguing that this man shouldn't be here... shouldn't be making such demands of her. She stared at him, an unsure look in her eyes for a long minute before her arms began to move, seemingly of their own accord, slowly sliding the coat off, laying it on the bed to leave her standing there in a mid-thigh length blue dress, the neckline low cut enough to give a nice show of generous cleavage, her heels accentuating the simple outfit.
"Very nice..." He said as he looked her over leering now openly. "Now remove the dress. Let me see what, if anything, you wear under such a slutty piece of material." The hold was still subtle, he liked knowing that though she warred with her thoughts, deep inside, this is what she wanted. To be controlled....<e>
His command to remove the dress brought yet another pause, and she was obviously fighting herself, her hands trembling as they moved to the back of the dress, showing that she was physically trying to stop herself, but unable to do so. Slowly she pulled the zipper down, turning her back to him as she began to strip away the dress, revealing a black shelf bra and matching thong panties, looking over at him in silence, biting her lower lip*
"Now come here." He cooed softly lifting a hand in invitation. His voice echoing like chimes as he kept her in check yet still let her will intervene occasionally. The struggle was the sport. Why hunt those willing to beg? He wanted spark. Giving that thought, he released her mind a bit more. "Come to me... I want to touch you." Knowing his reasons would add to the struggle in her mind. He knew part of her wanted this, but he also knew part of her sensibilities would fight back with logic and reason.
When he let go of more of her mind, she gasped, his words hiding her like a punch in the gut. Did she really want this? Did she really? Well... yes, she did... she'd wanted him since the moment they'd walked into each other. But she didn't know him! Her reasonable side seemed to be winning for the moment, as she paused in the middle of making her way toward him. "But I... I don't really know you..." she whispered
He rose and moved towards her, his grin getting wider. "No, you don't. But that doesn't matter. I will have you just the same." He ran his hand down her cheek them backhanded her hard enough she would stumble towards the bed. If she caught herself, the back of her knees would be against the bed. If she didn't, the bed would break her fall.
She watched him near her, even took a small step back as he drew in. His words brought a shiver to her, and she found herself staring up at him through her glasses, blue eyes wide with fear and even excitement. She couldn't move from the spot, staring up at him as he touched her cheek, sending chills through her. And then came the blow to her cheek. She was sent stumbling backward, her knees connecting with the bed and loosing her balance, tumbling back onto it with a scream.
He stood over her smiling. "Now... sit up and let me touch you." This time there was no more pressure than before. He wanted her to be full of fear when he finally took her. But he knew, could smell, the excitement on her at the same time. He stepped up so he was standing just in front of her knees.
"N-No... leave me alone!" Her elbows dug into the bed, and she was push/pulling with them, dragging herself backward across the bed, away from him in an attempt to get away. "Get out of my apartment or I'll scream!" she threatened, wide eyes still watching him. She prayed he would go, but knew he wouldn't. Knew he would stay and have what he wanted.
He pressed then hard into her mind making her freeze in her tracks. Slowly the auspex would weave itself into her psyche. "I want you because you want me..." He stepped back and held his hand towards her. She would be able to rationalize all she wanted, but not deny him, not now. "Come to me, pet..."
She felt the press on her mind, and for a moment her eyes closed as it worked its magic on her, moving through her and controlling her thoughts. When her eyes opened again, he was extending his hand to her and all she could think about was how badly she wanted to take it, to let him take her. At his command, she stood and laid her hand in his larger one, stepping in close to him, her eyes still on his.
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Post by Jashin on Feb 11, 2015 5:48:55 GMT
September 21, 2007
He took her hand and pulled her close. "Good girl... now... take your bra off for me." He watched her once more as he let her mind loose just a bit to see what she would do.
Rae blushed at the command, though she didn't honestly want to disobey. Her reason was arguing with her again though, and for a few moments she just stood there, her inner battle showing in her eyes before she finally unclasped the bra and slid it off, dropping it to the floor.
His hand was about to raise as she suddenly did as she was told. "Good girl..." He caressed her nipple and tugged them one at a time to make them hard. Sliding a hand down towards her crotch he spoke again as his hand slid over her lower region though, thankfully, still over her panties. "Are you a virgin little one?"
A shiver ran through her at his touch and she found herself closing her eyes at the feel of his fingers on her sex, biting her lower lip softly. Should she tell him the truth? Would it do any good to lie? Probably not... Finally though, she opened her eyes, nodding to him, a deep blush on her cheeks.
"Answer me... tell me if you are a virgin or not. I want to hear you say the words." She continued to stroke over her panties as he other hand slid up into her hair and clenched it tilting her had back slightly so she looked right at him.
A whimper left her at her hair being pulled on, and her blue eyes met him, half afraid, the blush still on her cheeks "Yes... I'm a virgin..." she whimpered softly.
"Tell me you have never had a cock in you. Never been..." he leaned closer to brush his liips on hers as the last word went thru her like electricity, "FUCKED"
All her sensibilities were fighting against him now, her instincts screaming that talking like that wasn't good, wasn't right.... She was already embarrassed to admit she was virgin, why make it worse? But... somewhere inside of her was the sinking feeling that she WANTED it. So, with trembling lips she answered him. "I... I have never had a cock in me. I've never been fucked..."
"Well you are going to be..." He slid a hand up and then down to rub her clit inside her panties watching her face as he told her. "And I will take you as much and as often as I like. And no one will come for you for days. They think you are away..." He watched the reality sink in as he began rubbing her harder and faster on that precious button.
His words hit her like another slap to the face, and she staggered, stepping back until her legs hit the bed once more. His hand was insistent on her panties, rubbing at her swollen clit, making her breathing become uneven as she stood there, one hand holding his arm, as if to try and push it away, her voice weak as she murmured soft protests. "No... no... "
She might as well have been trying to press away steel. His arms unmoving as he fingered her faster and his tightened grip on her hair brought her closer. "Oh yes..." He watched her lose control as pleasure grew between her legs. "I will have you begging for more..."
Her breathing went from shaky to panting, legs trembling at the buildup of pleasure between her legs, where his fingers were concentrating. Her hand shifted on his arm, now holding onto him for support as she let out little whimpering moans, eyes closing finally as she accepted he wouldn't be forced to leave by anything she said or did. Perhaps if she was careful, she could live through this.
He brought her panting to the edge then as he felt her near the precipice, he let go and let go of her hair as well. Thrusting her back he tossed her to her back on the bed. "Now get on your knees and undress me." He grinned knowing now she would do nearly anything for that final touch.
She gasped, falling onto the bed and looking up at him, unsure until he finally commanded her to her knees. She went without question. Her body was pulsing with the need for release, and she knew that he... only he could give that to her. Best to make him happy as possible, then hopefully he'd finish what he'd started. Once on her knees, she set to work freeing him of his shoes and socks, then his belt and pants, working as quickly as possible.
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Post by Jashin on Feb 11, 2015 5:49:04 GMT
"Good girl..." He spoke again, this time caressing her hair and cheeks. "Now, suck me" He unbuttoned his own shirt and bared his hard chest as he looked down grinning wickedly. "Make me hard so I can take you."
She was sure... so sure he'd give her what she needed then... And then he spoke again, commanding her to do something she'd not even wanted to imagine doing. It always had seemed so... low. So disgusting to do something like that. She hesitated a long moment, looking at his member, only slightly hard before her. Her blue eyes glanced up at him through the lenses of her glasses, and then remembering the way he'd hit her, she timidly leaned forward, licking her tongue over it, cringing some at the salty taste of his skin.
He reached down and removed her glasses and tossed them across the room. "Squat on your feet, spread your knees." He watched her do it and return to sucking him as she balanced on her heels. So much pent up desire... so young a morsel. Once he was hard, he thrust into her mouth a bit harder. Grabbing the back of her head, he pressed her hands away till she wasn't holding him anymore and he fucked her mouth smiling.
She was trembling from head to toe, her body shaking with desire and fear, and all the while, she was keeping her eyes closed to keep from gagging as he thrust into her mouth over and over again. She cringed when he went too far back, making little choking noises, tears welling in her eyes as she tried not to gag. She tried to pull her head back, but was unable.
As soon as he was good and hard he lifted her by the hair till she once more was on her feet. His nails elongated and traced down her breast leaving scratches yet not quite drawing blood. As he neared her hips, he slashed and tore the panties from her leaving her in nothing but her heels (any thigh highs?) and fingered her viciously once more bringing her close to the edge but not over it.
She gasped, pulled quickly to her feet, where she stood, looking up at him warily. She was aroused... badly enough she could smell it on the air. His nails grew longer and her eyes went wide, fear running through her. He wasn't human! Couldn't be! She hadn't been drinking, she knew it wasn't her imagination. And yet she could not move as he ran them over her breasts, making her whimper. Next thing she knew, he was tearing her thong from her, exposing a cleanly shaven expanse of skin, and his finger was on her clit, rubbing hard and fast, nearly making her knees buckle as he brought her back to the edge of orgasm, only to stop.
"Tell me, pet. Is there something you want?" He looked into her eyes knowing what her heart raced for. Once more he inserted two long fingers and brought her to the edge, only to yank them free and stop leaving her without release.
Feeling his fingers thrust into her, she cried out, her walls stretched even around that little bit. He fingered her, bringing her close to the brink of climax once more before pulling them back again, leaving her trembling and sobbing softly for want of release. "Please... please...' she whimpered, though she wasn't sure exactly what to say.
"Please what?" He left one finger rubbing small slow circles on her clit. "Tell me... you know the words I want to hear. You spoke them earlier." He leered at her keeping one hand firm in her hair.
She looked up at him, the realization dawning on her face. He wanted her to say she wanted a cock inside of her. She wanted to be fucked. A deep blush colored her cheeks as she looked at him, tears sliding from her eyes. She couldn't say that! She just couldn't! "Please don't make me..." she whimpered, eyes pleading with him.
"Then don't ask." His fingers worked harder and faster as she moaned and once more brought her to the edge and left her hanging. As she moaned, he did it again. Three times he tormented her, bringing her close each time, only to stop at the last moment. "You sure?"
Finally, she knew she couldn't take his tormenting any longer. Sobs left her as she looked up at him, still feeling his hand in her hair. "Please... please fuck me..." she whispered softly, the deep blush coloring not just her cheeks, but turning her earlobes a lovely shade of pink as well. Her body was shaking hard, and she had to hold onto the bedpost to keep her balance.
He laughed and shoved her back on the bed. "I want to look into your eyes as I take you." He removed his shirt so he stood now completely naked in full glory. His hard shaft bobbing lightly as he moved towards her. Hands reached down and without passion spread her legs wide and pinned her hips to the bed so she couldn't move and leered down. "Tell me again... beg for release."
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Post by Jashin on Feb 11, 2015 5:49:11 GMT
September 22, 2007
She was shoved back, landing on the bed with a soft thud, breasts bouncing with the force. A moment later and he was stripping, and she found herself trembling, staring in awe at his body. It was magnificent, yet frightening. And then he was positioning her body, forcing her legs to spread, hips pinned to the bed. She was blushing deeply, knowing that her flower must be on display for him. "Please fuck me?" she asked softly. "Please make me cum?"
He laughed then and without further speaking, pressed his cock against her. Pushing in just till he was against her last protection, her maidenhead, he ginned wickedly and released her mind to she would realize and feel everything he was about to do.
The second her mind was released, she screamed, the pain had already begun because he'd had to force himself into her tight entrance, but now it was worse. She squirmed, slapping at him and clawing, screaming for help though she knew it was highly unlikely that anyone would answer. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she dug her nails into his arms, trying to push him off of her. "No! Stop!"
The iron of his will and body was no match and just as she screamed, he thrust into her. He began pounding and his laughter carried over her screams. The smell of blood, lust and desire filled the room as his head tilted back. When he looked down at her next, there were fair sized fangs and he began descending towards her chest. He was going to bite into her left breast.
His initial thrust brought tears to her eyes, and she was crying out and sobbing at the same time, trying desperately to push him off of her though he wouldn't budge. His laughter rang in her ears, making her feel completely helpless. She kept murmuring pleads for him to stop, but he kept pounding into her. And then he was looking down at her after looking at the ceiling for a moment, and she spotted the fangs in his mouth. Her eyes went wide and she let out a high pitched scream, her hands flying up, grabbing his face, trying to stop him.
His hands grabbed her wrists hard and slammed them to the bed and his piercing stare froze her scream as he retook her mind. The sudden silence was enough that as he paused in his strokes, buried deep inside her, she would hear the pop of skin as he bit into her and began to drink from her. Her wrists were crossed and camped under one of his large hands and his free hand covered her mouth as he released her mind. He began fucking her hard now wanting her to climax and making sure she was at his mercy as he drank.
Raeanna was torn between screaming and moaning as he fucked her, pounding at her without mercy as his fangs dug into her skin and her blood poured into his mouth. She couldn't believe it was happening, and part of her tried assuring herself that she would wake up any minute, to find it all just a bad dream. Despite her prayers for that to be the case, however, it never happened, and so she continued to be pinned to the bed, panting as she became lightheaded and her orgasm suddenly broke over her, making her cry out and her pussy to clamp down hard around him.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" His growl lifted his teeth from her skin and he released himself into her, bucking to put every last drop deep in her womb. Letting go of her arms and mouth, still hovering on control of her, he looked down at her near the edge of death. "Serve me or die..." Was all he said. There was no doubt how she would 'serve' if she agreed. This was merely an example.
She could hardly see, hardly make out his features as she lay there, looking at him through that dark haze that seemed to be stealing over her world. His words did make it to her though, and she knew she was dieing... there was no way around that. But he said she could serve him... or die... That meant there was a chance at living. She opened her mouth, as if to speak, lips moving, but the strength to say anything was not there.
"Move your hand... to my cock to serve me... to my lips to die" He leered down and pulled partially out of her. He watched as the decision, freely maid not as he completely released his hold, was chosen deep in her soul.
She couldn't move... didn't he understand that? The room was spinning and she could hardly hear him now. His directions would have frustrated her normally, but she was loosing the energy to care. Soon though, she slowly slid her arm toward him, fingers stretching for his cock, though unable to reach it.
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Post by Jashin on Feb 11, 2015 5:49:20 GMT
He wrapped his hand around hers and helped her guide his cock back inside her. Smiling in triumph, he slammed once more, hard and deep as he bit his wrist and held the blood to her lips. "Drink" He whispered, almost lovingly as his strokes became sensual and loving rather than rough and raping.
Her lips parted, but soon locked around the wound on his wrist, taking great pulls from blood, swallowing all she could until she could begin to feel her strength returning. Her hands lifted, grabbed his wrist, held it in an iron grip to her mouth, and she dug her teeth into his skin slightly, taking all she could, moans leaving her both from the sweet seduction of the blood washing through her and from his cock moving in and out of her.
He let her drink as he made love to her this time. She would serve him unconditionally now, bound to him for all eternity. Never able to raise a hand to him without pain to herself. The thought made him move a bit faster in her as he tore his arm from her lips and commanded her. "Now you will learn..." Lifting her easily and never letting himself out of her, he moved to sit on the edge of the bed and leaned back. He looked up and smiled. "Make me believe you want this." He moved her hips to guide her and waited to see if she would obey.
She was on fire. His every touch seemed to set off a new sensation and emotion in her. His blood was like the finest wine in her mouth, but all too soon he tore his arm away, making her whimper. She didn't want to stop drinking! She wanted more! And she wanted it while he was taking her body for his own! But then he was moving, shifting so that she was atop him and he hit the back of her from that angle. She gasped, eyes going wide as she looked down at him, blood running down her chin from the corner of her mouth, dripping across her breasts. He moved her hips, and she went willingly, her hips rocking against his own, sliding him in and out of her, moans leaving her as she threw her head back.
"That's it my precious. Take me into you in every way that matters. You are mine now, body and soul." His hands slid over her hips up her ribs and over her breasts smearing the blood there as he laughed and she moved. Sitting up, he wrapped an arm around the small of her back and used his other hand to support her leaning her back so she felt him against her cervix as they ground together in counter motions.
She was panting softly, her hands holding onto him, clinging to him in an almost desperate manner. Her eyes closed tightly and she whimpered, feeling another orgasm approaching as he shifted her so that he was deeper within her than ever. "Oh... oh gods..." she cried, leaning her head forward to rest on his shoulder, her hands clinging to him. "Take me... please..." she whimpered, nails biting into his skin as she clung to him.
He listened and gave it to her harder. This time his arm lifting and lowering her in hard sudden motions. "You are already taken, little one." He growled as he banged into her harder and harder. Just as her climax was near, he lifted her and put her on her stomach on the bed. Hand sliding under her stomach as his knees parted her ankles, soon he was once more buried in her pussy, his hands on her hips holding her as he banged her without mercy.
She was crying out loudly with each thrust, sure the neighbors would hear but not really caring. He was the center of her world in those moments, and all she could think about was having him buried inside of her, always and forever. She was his, she knew it to be an absolute truth, and nothing could change that unshakable thought within her. She was his and she always would be. Laying on her stomach, her hips rose slightly to let him slide into her, and soon he was pounding her again, causing her to cry out over and over again until finally she bucked beneath him, gasping loudly as her orgasm washed over her, her pussy clenching his cock, milking him tightly.
Once he climaxed in her a final time, he left her, half passed out on the bed. Going to the bathroom he set the water and gathered towels before stepping in and cleaning off. Once done, he came and rolled her over, smiling at her as he caressed her cheek. Sliding her thigh highs off and her heels, he lifted her gently and took her to the shower. Once inside, set her feet on the tub bottom and held her tender and loving as he began to wash her off of the blood and cum. His bite marks already fading.
She lay there, curled up in a ball and half-dozing, basking in her post orgasm bliss as he bathed himself. And then suddenly he was there again, removing the last of her clothes and lifting her from the bed. She curled into him as he lifted her, murmuring softly and nuzzling close until he carried her into the bright light of the bathroom and she was blinking quickly, trying to block the light with her hand, whimpering. Her new vision had left her eyes incredibly sharp, but also very sensitive. She squinted as he set her down in the tub, turning her head away from the light as he began to wash her clean. "Kaleb? Why do my eyes hurt?"
Closing the shower curtain further to ease the brightness he whispered softly. "Many things will hurt, little one. But only for a time." He let her bury her head in his chest while she adjusted and soon his hand was between her thighs wubbing gentle and warm where moments ago he had been rough and taking. "You are mine now, remember that. Everything you ever knew has come to an end. Tonight you leave this life behind and will join me in mine." His finger danced lightly over her slit bringing her pleasure once more. Whispering against her neck he smiled. "And I will show you pleasures beyond imagining." He fingered her a bit faster. "Tell me what you want...." He whispered into her neck once more as he had done nearly an hour ago before taking her.
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