Honeybadger

When he realizes something is wrong, he pulled back, and those amazing blue eyes beg her to tell him what she was thinking.

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Fantasy · Penegrine_Paul

Crying out, "no, no, no please don't touch me anymore, please just let me go," only to open her eyes to her beautiful, blue-eyed savior standing over her trying to shake her from the trance she was in. His face is grief-stricken and he lifts his hands in an 'I'm backing away gesture.' She wants him to hold her and make the vision go away, but the look he gives her is so full of grief and sorrow that she held back the words that will beg him for comfort.

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Fantasy · Penegrine_Paul

He drags her across the floor by her hair, forcing her face into a bowl of water, telling her to drink like the pet she will become. He yells at her and told her that her sister is better behaved and will please her master greatly; that she will be lucky not to be locked away in a cage, only to be brought out for long, hard fucks then caged again. Crying and begging for him to let them go, he laughed in her face with his putrid breath and rotting teeth.

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Fantasy · Penegrine_Paul

" I need the words, Baby."

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Fantasy · Penegrine_Paul

The climb to the top of the stairs was a sublime torture. Every step bounces her a little on his body in time with the pulsing in her clit. She would be horrified if he could feel it against his own skin, but she fears that this is precisely what has him speeding faster to the bedroom. As he lays her on the bed, his eyes zeroes in on her core and he groans. She is wet, and to her embarrassment, she had left a wet spot on his shirt where her body was fused to his so tightly.

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Fantasy · Penegrine_Paul

He stomped around his property checking security, gathering woods, and desperately trying to keep his mind busy. He doesn't know how long he's been out there avoiding his future, but the sky is streaked with pinks and blues by the time he marched inside. He'd come to the realization that whatever is happening between them is inevitable, but her safety comes first. He needs to quit wasting time and put his X.I. skills to good use, but when he bursted through his door, the sight before him stops him dead in his tracks and robs him of speech. Standing by his kitchen sink, she is slightly bent over searching for something underneath−Wearing only his shirt, which normally would hit her upper thighs, giving him a view that sends shivers to his spine, that view just shot the safety before sex priority right out the window

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Fantasy · Penegrine_Paul

"Cum for me."

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Fantasy · Penegrine_Paul

Needing a connection to someone, even if it's only on a physical level, seems like a necessity for her. Feeling lost and alone, no identity, or past she remembers, makes her vulnerable and needy. Whatever this man is willing to give, she'll take. His eyes flash with understanding right before his lips press into hers. Molten fire races through her body robbing her of control over her hips as they start to undulate, moving the tray up and down. She moans into the kiss and use her hands to slowly push the tray and blankets toward the end of the bed. Sliding her legs from beneath the covers, she uses her foot to move the tray out of reach. Even baring her lower half, the cool air does nothing to soothe the aching heat between her legs. Slowly, he places his hand on her exposed thigh and proceeds to draw circles, inching his way to her molten center. As his finger glides over her clit, it sends little shock waves thrumming through her body. Panting faster and faster, she barely heard him whisper

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Fantasy · Penegrine_Paul