*lazy patterns invisible on your skin as my finger paints nonsense, semi-conscious, just luxuriating in your hot muscle embracing my soft curves, your scent a blanket of silk cocooning me in love. Nuzzling closer on a whisper* good morning hellren mine...I love you...*free hand doodling over the happy kicking of our young, trying to quell the queasy in my gut*
{the meandering path of your fingers, the soft caress of your warm skin, draws a low groan of contentment from my waking form, our scents mingled, a potent cocktail of love and possession heavy in the atmosphere, diamond eyes opening a crack to trace the swirling of your fingers, a slow smile spreading my lips} good morning, shellan mine. I love you too...so fucking much. How did you sleep nalla?
*lips lifting at the corners, a small smile unable to resist in the face of yours, kisses dropped in the wake of my dancing fingers, tasting the salty spice of your skin with a soft moan* I slept...you nallum? *Emeralds flicking drowsily up to meet your eyes, melting into the pure, sleepy depths as my fingers blaze a feather light trail over your abs*
Like the dead nalla.... not surprising, considering you killed me in the shower... {my voice all morning gravel, eyes glinting amusement, the hot, silky print of your lips igniting bonfires of arousal wherever they contact my skin, muscles stretching out in a writhing undulation, every part of me awakening, coming alive to your tender touch}
*devilish mirth glistening in my eyes as I purr into my kisses* yeah...sorry about that...I just needed to touch you...*the soft lines of my body stretching feline along the writhing bunch of your muscle rolling beneath me, electric at all points of contact, plugging me into the lightning shocks of desire that spark off liquid arousal in my core* Mmm...
you don't fucking apologise for that nalla {rolling you onto your back with a growl, heavily muscled arms braced either side of your head hips settling between your thighs, spreading them, knees and arms holding my substantial warrior mass hovering, an erotic threat shadowing your delicate, feminine frame, my hair tickling your forehead as my head drops down on heavy shoulders, breathing fiery passion on your mouth, fangs teasing your full lips with dragging, wet kisses and growled possession}
V...*surprise gasping from my lips, devoured by your mouth, hot passion scorching me with your love as I am pinned beneath you, growls taken by your lips, drugged by your sharp fanged kisses, ravenous, wild against your mouth, curves arching in the cage of your muscle to touch, to tease my nipples with exquisite friction on the smooth skin of your chest, heating the taut beads to sensitive pulses, thighs climbing to clench at your hips and bind you to me, urging you closer, to my lips, to the dance of my tongue, to the hot centre of my body*
{sucking in a ragged moan as the shift of your thighs kisses the iron ridge of my erection into the lush, molten well of your desire, your nipples hard, erogenous peaks caressing my pecs, an undeniable temptation...trailing a path of biting kisses along your jaw...lower...one callused hand framing the full, ripe globe of your breast as I tease the throbbing peak between my lips, raking the point of one fang over the sensitive tip...gloved hand snaking over your hips, fingers parting the swollen pink lips of your sex, the leather sweeping through your slick, slippery arousal, my thumb finding the little bud of nerves that pulses with the beat of your desire, thick fingers probing your drenched folds, sliding deep into the tight, stretched clench of your core, curling up to tip that spot inside you that spills whimpers from your lips, my fingers pumping, luxuriating in the fisted clamp of your inner walls, my mouth sucking a rhythm on your nipple in time with the stroke of my fingers and the circling tease of my thumb on your clit} uhmmmm fuck Tory....
Oh God!!! *attention split between the agonising pleasure of your fangs and lips sucking exquisite pressure on the peak of one pink, hyper-sensitive nipple and the hot coast of leather down tingling, flushed skin, the rough hide channeling the electric drawing kisses of your mouth and pulsing them to the core of my soul, molten, rippling...screaming as my body bows off the bed, an arc of desire twisting me on the thick penetration of your fingers, the riding glide over my sweet spot tumbling ecstatic whimpers from my lips, praising you, begging for mercy as you ruthlessly plunder my core with an indulgent, pumping pace, stretched, fisting you in a sheathe of slick velvet, body nothing but sparks, an incandescent fiery entity igniting ecstasy around the thrust of leather-encased fingers, the razor kisses that jolt my curves into thrusting undulations, contracting inner muscles dragging at the thick impaling grind of your fingers, uncontrollable lust lighting up my neurones and casting my brain into the background, instincts on full flare, pleasure receptors blazing with desire, the moaning whimpers a crazed melody of uninhibited, wanton need, hungry, starved for your touch, teetering on the edge* Fuck...V...more...
{lust-glazed diamond eyes flipping up to meet the low-lidded hunger burning bright emerald in your eyes, tongue running seductive over my fully-extended fangs and teeth, the words more animal growl than coherent speech} yes fucking mistress...{and without warning or prelude, hot, wet mouth replaces leather-clad thumb, devouring your most intimate flesh, sucking your slick folds on my tongue, flicking fast on the throbbing bud of your clit, in time with the relentless, plunging beat of my arousal slicked fingers in the fisted grip of your core, the bucking, gyrating grind of your hips frictioning my stubbled jaw on the delicate skin of your inner thighs, your sweet honey dragging low animal moans and growls from deep in my chest, the vibrations resonating in your tender flesh, merciless in my erotic assault, another finger adding to the stretching of your aroused skin, the tips of my fangs meting out sharp pricks of pain in the midst of the frenzied feasting of my mouth on your core...willing you to let go...coaxing, begging, demanding your release...wild with the need to feel you come}
*resistance is futile...you own me, and my body knows it, roaring howls as your lips meet intimate flesh in a fever of fangs and tongue, wet muscle beating my clit to a throbbing scream of pleasure, razor points stabbing delicate skin in the most sublime torture, an attack of love and possession stretching my arousal to the point of pain, driving the new thick invasion into the heart of me and lighting a fire of exquisite ecstasy, scorching me on the leather lances of your fingers and powering me over the edge, thrusting to the tempo of my hips, sucking a draw on slick delicate folds, devouring, ravaging a savagely beautiful assault, so brutal in its teasing, so divine in the euphoria it incites, evoking the feral undulations that slam you into my spot, over and over and over, shattering the barriers that keep me sane and spilling insane ecstasy over my writhing form, an orgasmic apocalypse, erotic destruction of all sense, all control, unleashed, primitive desires at the forefront taking all you are offering, the tender pain of your fangs in my flesh, that primal animal hunger, soaring me into the oblivion of our soul-binding love* V!!
Yes fuck YES!!! {my soul roaring in triumph as you detonate around my fingers, in my mouth, the quivering shudders and wild, writhing buck of your hips reverberating through me, right to my soul, riding the ecstasy of your climax, drowning in your pleasure, my female so fucking beautiful when she comes...your pulsing flesh held on my trembling tongue, lids closing over glassy diamond eyes as I savour every quaking sensation...one word splashed across my mind in vivid technicolour...MINE!!!...my skin exuding the dark spiced incense of our bond, a deluge of raw possession and insane love...slowly releasing the suction grip of my mouth, fingers withdrawn slowly through the still-rippling grip of your core, my tongue curling over the leather, lapping up every last drop of your luscious arousal, gaze pinned on your flushed face} I fucking love you...
*inner walls clamping down empty, desperately trying to hold onto you as your fingers leave the vice of my core, panting through the waves of bliss that swamp my system and swirl firestorms of ecstasy into my muscles, rendering them useless, euphorically weak and sated, melted onto the silk, all flushed female ink and pregnant curves, the drum of my heart pounding my love in every hammer against my ribs unfisting the sheets and seeking your hand, claiming my anchor, binding myself to you, my world, my soul, my everything. Lids lifting off glazed emerald flames, lips curving to smile bliss at your words as my body continues to dance tiny spasms* I fucking love you too...fuck...
Mmmm {prowling up the silk to lay beside you, one arm folded behind my head, the other freed from your grip to trace lazy circles on your shoulder, heavy breaths of contentment sawing my ribcage, tongue seeking your scent, your exquisite taste on my glossed lips} fuck...
{tying off the final suture to the oozing wound in my ribs, slicing off the black thread on the blade of my dagger, the crimson blood stark on the washcloth in the harsh light of the bathroom...stuffing the bloody evidence into the laundry basket as I hear the door crack open, diamond irises flipping up to meet your face, a smile curving the corners of my mouth... the sense of relief palpable in the wake of Havers' reassurances} nalla....I was just going to take a shower... mmm...shower...*grins wickedly* there room for us three?
{growls} absofuckinlutely...
*fingers feathering gently down your spine, lips pressed to your shoulder as I follow*
{stepping out of my leathers, palms running down your bare arms as I dip to capture your mouth in a tender kiss before willing the shower head to burst into a powerful, heated spray}
*your lips hot against mine as I bask in the rush of water, lips parted to taste the clear drops, eyes locked on the rivulets running liquid fingers down your sculpted body, tongue flicking down razor fangs* maybe I'll just watch....
{grinning, fangs gleaming through the heavy veil of water streaming down my face, plastering my hair to my head and spraying my tongue, diamond eyes darkly dilated, watching how the water cascades over your body, sculpting your curves in a translucent, shifting robe that emphasises every dip and hollow to perfection, flowing in rivulets that coalesce at the slightly parted juncture of your thighs} watch...yeah...I'm so on board with the watching, true {licks down a fang, slow and deliberate}
*perching my ass on the small marble bench I'd asked Fritz to purchase after I came home from...MeggyLand...emeralds heated to vibrant intense flames of hunger, a smirk on my lips as your gaze follows my path through the veil of water, stroking me with diamond sparks, every inch...wet...tongue flicking out as your fangs flash ivory, and your muscles roll and flex beneath the smooth golden velvet of your skin as you reach for the soap, bubbles caressing you in foam, drawing envious growls from my lips, the coursing rivers of water inciting my jealousy as it roams over your body, lips burning to follow the wet paths, fangs aching to score new marks, fingers twitching to wrap around the thick, iron length of your cock, to touch, to play...but no...I would just watch...and let my eyes devour my male*
You like what you see nalla?... {growling the words, the scent of your arousal fragrancing the shower room, my rough hands working the soap thickly over my pecs and abs, shoulders...lower...lids closing on a moan, imagining your soft, feminine hands doing the stroking, the suds coursing in thick white rivers over my skin, running over my abs to my groin and the thick arousal that stands proud in your heated emerald gaze that sears an ache of need through me as surely as the water shrouds me in shimmering heat, tilting my head back to rinse the soap from my hair, spine arched, muscles stretched taut, bunching, cracking one lid with a wicked grin} sure you don't want to join me?
*a snarl curling my lip as my eyes hungrily track the wash of suds running down the taut ripped expanse of your chest, your abs...lower...a wet temptation that invites me to touch, to lap up the clear water now swirling over your skin with my tongue and taste, growling*
no...I want you...to join me...*crooking my finger, my need an insatiable clawing under my skin, hair plastered wet silk, a midnight curling embrace of thick strands wrapping my curves, blinking up from beneath obsidian lashes, emeralds daring you with the vivid hunger emblazoned in my gaze...you are all fucking masculine domination, even wet and naked, so damn powerful...licking lips glossed from the shower and repeating my...request, elongated pearled daggers dimpling soft flesh in a wicked smile* I'm hungry again....
{glowing diamond embers cutting up from the crook of your finger to the blatant, raw lust flaming deep emerald green beneath those wet lashes, a growl bubbling up from my chest, my erection kicking at the sight of you, all lush, water-slicked, feminine curves, stirring up those deep, primordial male instincts normally tamed by the veil of civility, but unleashed and wild in the face of your bold invitation and the hunger inherent in your razor fangs, your slicked lips. Taking the wet steps to stand before you in all my dripping, naked, fully aroused masculine glory, gloved fingers cupping your jaw, locking your gaze} I'm all fucking yours, my insatiable female...
*with my eyes burning in the diamond light of yours, my forefinger takes the time, the proximity, to rim the head of your cock with my nail...no waiting, I want to touch, denying myself didnt work too well and my body is a rage of love and the feral need to take you. Wrenching my gaze from yours to follow the path of my finger, the thickly veined shaft of your arousal grazed with a single nail, bordering the pain pleasure line as my desires wrestle for control of my teasing, demanding more...wet palm meeting slick iron as I yield, free hand digging into your thigh and dragging you closer, seated as I am, a banquet, standing before me, hesitating...pursing a fanged sucking kiss over the blunt head of your erection, rough, hard, growling as the intimate scent of your arousal hits the curling rasp of my tongue* Mine...
Fuck!!!! {that look in your eyes alone has the head of my cock tearing up with a crystal bead of arousal, your nail exquisite agony, raking shivers of pleasure down my shaft, scoring along the intimate velvet skin that sheaths the steel core of my throbbing erection, thigh rigidly contracted in your clawing grip, a shudder of pure, undiluted ecstasy rippling up my cock and shooting arrows of erotic bliss to tingle every nerve-ending in my body, hooded diamond eyes devouring the sight of your soft, full lips closing around the head of my arousal, the words strangled the deep moans that fill my throat} oh Fuck Tory...yes...all fucking yours...
*purring my approval as my lips gloss down your shaft, steely inches disappearing into the cushioning embrace of lips and sucking wet heat, tongue fluttering at the base as I kiss the hilt of your cock and swirl a slick glide back to the tip, a slow, easy, fanged descent and biting wet withdrawal setting the pace, a steady rhythmic draw of velvet over iron, devouring, growling my pleasure as your taste fuels the desire licking primal lust over my skin, your potent power so concentrated at the tip, lapping at liquid crystal before driving you deep, the sensitive head of your arousal nudging the back of my throat, squeezing a fist around you that demands your growls, those sounds that fill my ears with your pleasure and inflame my core to clench an inferno of need. My love whispers in the kiss of lips, the dragging licks, the spiraling twists that engulf you in the tightness of my throat, pinning you in my gaze as your face speaks of primitive desires*
Ahh fuckfuckfuck!!!! {Growling out the feral lust that your hot suctioning mouth draws from the dark, hidden, primal depths of my soul, the fluttering tease of your tongue on the base of my cock stuns my senses...blinded by the sparking ecstasy exploding on my retinas, body bowing in an arc of tensed, rock-hard muscle, hands clutching fistfuls of your dripping hair, a desperate grip on the ledge of sanity, mounting pleasure a spiralling knot, coiled tight as a spring, lips parted on huge, dagger fangs, my growls morphing into deep, resonating moans as the head of my cock kisses the back of your throat, squeezed in the hot, suctioning, silky vice of your mouth, diamond eyes wild with the desperate need for release locked on yours...your eyes the finger on the detonator of my climax...mine silently pleading...}
*MINE!!! blazing in the emerald depths that shimmer with the possession in my soul, a command written in the harsh draws of my lips up your length, fangs elongating at the sight of your vicious canines and striking the match on the bomb that coils in the tension of your body, razor points caressing your most delicate skin on the rough suctioning grinding kiss of my mouth, swallowing rock-hard inches with each downward gliding lick, rasping velvet over silk, tracing the pulsing veins throbbing your heartbeat on my tongue as my nails gouge bloody welts on your thigh, raking into the muscular column to ground myself as your hands rein my hair, your hips kick you down my throat and my satisfied purrs vibrate my pleasure through the iron core of your arousal...yes...this is what I want...you, me...mine...wanting to worship you with my love, to own you with my soul, to share the happiness, the ecstasy that a look, a touch, a word from you brings to my life, my soul in my eyes, my heart pounding violent emotion, I beg, I demand, I ask with my lips, communicating silent desires with your body*
{Ahhh holy sweet mother of...}...Tory!! {my face drawn in hard lines of ecstasy, torturous pleasure-pain ripping me apart, shredding my resistance with the scoring agony of nails tearing flesh and lightning that forks in your emerald gaze, willing me, owning me, loving me, coaxing me to take the plunge, to relinquish the control that holds my release on the edge of a razor-blade...and the earth stops spinning...and my heart slows to a pounding hammer...suspended in an alternate reality that consists only of us and the soul-searing bond that melds two souls in a life-altering, mind-blowing union of possessive, violent love. Knuckles blanched in your hair, your name roared from my lips, my bonding scent a scream, vieing for dominance over my voice in the enclosed space, thighs quaking with the force of impending climax, my release hitting hard, nailing me in the spine, only my hands preventing my hips from punching my cock down your throat as ecstasy steam-rolls over my body and mind in a crushing, explosive orgasm, jetting liquid passion in hard, spasming, rhythmic jolts, every muscle tensed like steel, channeling the intense shock-waves of bliss that wrack through me} oh fuckfuckfuckfuck I fucking love you Tory...I...Oh fuck...{the words dying on my trembling lips as my orgasm shudders through me}
*snarls ripping from my throat as my name bellows a warrior cry from your lips and your body spasms, the cord snapped, hurtling you to the extremes of ecstasy, dark satiation rolling through me at the sight of your euphoria, the white-hot bolts of your release bathing my throat, swallowing the potent musk that spills your essence in surges, an intoxicating blend of masculine possession and pleasure branding me inside and out, your bonding scent raining down on me, infusing the water with the dark spices exploding on my tongue. Hypnotised by the feral ecstasy lining your face an erotic mask of love, my lips milk your bliss, the sensitive head of your cock embraced in the gentle suction of my kiss, love emerald flaming in the depths of my gaze, shimmering with the crystalline emotion that resonates in my soul...a lingering rasp of my tongue up your shaft, a smile on my glossed, swollen lips* I fucking love you too, Vishous...so fucking much...
{lids falling closed, legs buckling under me, falling to my knees at your feet, the steamy haze of the shower and my bonding scent billowing up in plumes, my wet forehead pressed to yours, palms framing your jaw, lips ravaging yours in a raw, fanged kiss, tasting my ecstasy in your mouth, my mark branded so deep in the heart of you, a ragged growl shaking my chest} MINE Tory...fucking MINE!!!!
*arms wrapping around your shoulders to find my name in your skin as my mouth meets yours in a furious clash of fangs and tongue, welding soaked curves to the wet wall of your muscle, fingers combed into fists in your hair, fusing you to me* all fucking yours...for fucking ever...*completely marked, your brand on every cell, your name in every heartbeat, every breath...the very essence of me, yours* I love you...
{shivering, gooseflesh breaking out on my skin despite the heat of the shower, teeth and fangs chattering with the immense force of my emotion...rising up to gather your wet curves in my arms, mentally killing the spray and cracking the shower doors, swathing you in black Egyptian cotton, my lips fused to yours in tender kisses as I lead us to the black silk of our mated bed} I love you Tory....for fucking ever, shellan mine...you killed me, true...fucking loved it...
*sprawling out across the expanse of silk, wrapped in a luxurious towel and sated, eyes heavy lidded watching you with lazy smiles, fangs glinting in the candlelight as I tug you down beside me, curving over your body, our young nestled tight between us* I loved it...love watching you come for me...*blush hidden as my face turns into the heat of your chest, nuzzling your damp skin* we sleeping, nallum?
{combing through your damp hair with my fingers, the swell of our young tucked against my abs, legs entwined with yours, breath a hot flow on your lips} it's getting late, my love...you happy to sleep?
I'm tired...*tender kisses pressed to your mouth, vined around you as close as I can get, fingers winding up into your hair* Goodnight hellren mine...I love you so fucking much...see you in our dreams...*cheek resting on your chest, free hand draped across your hips* mmm...
Mmmm fuck... {melting into the black silk, a puddle of satiated, liquified muscle absorbing your soft curves into me} goodnight shellan mine...I love you to the edge of madness....and beyond. I will hunt you down in your dreams...
Mmm...*a sleepy chuckle brushing heated whispers over your skin* I love being prey to your hunger...I love you...eternally...
As do I, my soul...eternally yours...sleep, my love...
Yes Master...
{growls low} Mistress fucking mine...
*confusion is the first thing that my mind instinctively falls to. I dont understand, what the fuck is this, and how the hell do I get it to stop soon morphs to Oh my God...I cant do this on my own. The warrior is beaten back by the mother and my female side rockets fear through every inch of my body, incited by the hell weird elastic band pulling tight just under my skin, my stomach hard under my fingers, fuck uncomfortable, like a belt was a noose around my hips, tugged taut and fastened into the very last hole. So drinking chocolate milk brought on...contractions? The tense and release was unfamiliar but I'd heard enough and seen enough to know that these random twinges are cause for alarm, and while my body so calmly freaks my brain out, the female in me is terrified, my heart a stutter, my breath staccato, a complete meltdown of all composure as my arms wrap my stomach, trying to stop them, holding them the fuck in...stay, my mind moans, please don’t come out now...cause if you do...the cell flips open in my hand, weighing it in my palm, trying to figure out if the random contractions that creep up on me are worth a phone call...irrational when it comes to my young, I could be bothering him. As the tightness rolls over me again, the belt buckles to rock hard beneath my fingers, the internal 'am I being pathetic?' debate rolls on*
{Leathers slick with the night rain sheeting down over Caldwell, raking the sopping hair from my eyes as I run, shitkickers sloshing through puddles, slapping wet echoes over the pavement and damn it feels good to be out hunting, working out the kinks and stresses, the luggage that comes with living in constant fear for your shellan and unborn young. Shame the low life junkies the Omega has been kicking out onto the streets were just canon fodder in the war that rages in the shadowed alleys of Caldwell. A war that had all but died, with Uncle O away licking his wounds, until now...now there were lessers crawling out of the woodwork, swarming the streets like sewer rats. Tracking down the group of new inductees to the tunnel under the bridge by the river, their stench overpowering even the fetid, sweaty odor that rolls off the water this time of year. Cracking my knuckles, rolling my neck on my shoulders before pitching myself off the bridge to land in a crouch at the tunnel entrance. The looks in their eyes as I pull up to full, menacing height says riding up in this crazy fucker's grille will be suicide...not total morons then...most backing away on instinct, except the one who decides to tackle me from behind, like he thinks he can bear hug me into hypoxia. What he meets is a wall of unyielding muscle. Slamming the fucker back into the wall, a wheezed curse huffed from his chest, before I smash the back of my head into his face and his skull into solid brick. A quick flip and my fist is pounding the lesser's face, opening up its nose like a geyser, pummeling its face into a black oily mess that resembles a Rorschach test. OTT perhaps, but hell, a Brother needs an outlet for all the fucked up fears about Tory and the young. Glancing back at the peanut gallery of lessers lined up to watch the show, who are starting to look like a serious flight-risk, the living corpse I have pinned up against the wall beginning to seize as its brain shorts out, at first I think the vibrations are from its convulsing leg against my thigh, until I realise it's my cell...and the ringtone tells me it's Tory...fuck!! She wouldn't be calling unless something...dropping the lesser to the ground like he's dog shit, a sneer and baring of fangs scattering the other new inductees into the shadows, reaching for the cell with a shaking hand, wondering momentarily why the phone is smeared with red blood...and then all focus is on Tory, waiting for her voice at the end of the line, struggling to compose my own, fear bleeding through the words} Tory, fuck, are you ok, is everything ok?
*So the fear won. I wouldnt risk my young. Rather over-react than not react at all and lose them. Speed-dialling, waiting for the line to connect, the rings going on for eternity as my pacing quickens, my breath hitching, waiting for Vishous to answer, needing his voice, his reassurance, something before my terror won out and my brain stopped any logical thought and gave in to the worst case scenarios creeping through. My sigh of relief as Vishous answers, my voice cracked slightly* V...I need you to come home...I dont know...*clearing the fear from my throat, grasping onto my composure* something is wrong... *leaving out the word 'contractions' in case I'm way off base, and the young has hiccups again...nuclear hiccups that fill my stomach with elastic bands and twist them tight at intervals...just listening to your breathing at the other end, drawing strength from the slight connection, wanting you beside me to help battle my fears* Please...I need you...
{Fuck!!...a stab of pain shoots through my side as my heart slams up against my ribcage, fear trickling down my spine like ice, your words coiling dread inside me...it's too soon for the young...not right...beating down the panic that threatens to strangle logical thought, willing my heart to slow and my voice to calm} It's the young? I'm coming Tory...fuck...I'm on my way...is Havers there yet? You called him, true...
Havers? *fuck, Tory...call the DOCTOR...mentally slapping myself for not thinking of that sooner, blaming it on the haze of panic that floods my system and forms tiny ice crystals on the walls of the Penthouse, the temperature mirroring the inner turmoil currently channeling ice through my veins and apparently cutting off common sense* No...I havent...you're the only person I called...*and then my voice chokes...God so stupid...give me lessers and I know what to do...my own young? Their safety? Guaranteeing that they are fine? And my mind blanks, is overtaken by everything, can do nothing...defenseless to fight nature, mastered by the nightmare that plagues me with visions of losing them* I should call him?
{Biting back a growl, hearing the despair in your voice, your panic flooding down the phone-line. The one fucking time I'm not there for you and this happens...out hunting, relieving my own stress while you're left home alone, with the fear. My lead-lined fist connecting hard with the rain-slicked wall, breath an icy fog pluming into the night air as I speak into the cell phone, terror cracking my voice} I'm coming Tory...I'll bring Havers with me, true...{waiting for your shaky acknowledgement before snapping the cell shut. Leaning back on the wet wall for support, gathering my nerves to dematerialise, my gaze drawn to a glint of metal on the ground...a blood-smeared switchblade. My blood. Guess the reeking fucker gave me more than a bear-hug when he tackled me, gloved hand pulling up my shirt to reveal the oozing wound in my ribs...never even felt the damn blade...shrugging it off...all focus zeroed in on Tory and the young as I demat to Havers clinic, barging through the security systems...hell, I designed the damn things, catching wary glances from the nurses in the corridors, who back away when they see me in all my blood-stained, black, oily glory...and there he is...the target Havers, in green scrubs and rubber boots. He doesn't need to pull down the surgical mask for me to read his expression. The 'Oh fuck here comes a shit storm' is all in the eyes, shrewd eyes that rake over my blood stained leathers <<you're injured warrior, let me have a nurse attend you...>>The convo doesn't get any further as I fist the front of his scrubs, the panic flaring in my eyes, shaking my voice} No Doc, not me...I'm ok, true...it's Tory...the young... something's wrong, we need you...now...you come with me, true {grabbing the doctor's surgical bag in two hands and all put planting the thing in his chest} You can dematerialise with that thing, true? {growling the words} The Penthouse. Now!!
*when the door opens, I dont know whether I move or you do, or maybe a synchronised motion bringing me into your embrace folding me into the security of your arms where my heart can beat a little easier, my lungs can work now that my oxygen has been returned to me, and the icy block around my soul can thaw in the presence of your love. You're here...all will be fine...we'll be fine...the contractions spaced, so fucking random, predicting the tightening cramps is near impossible as I breathe you in, peeking under your arm at the stoic Havers darkening our doorway, raising my voice to carry to the other male, my panic a tremble on my tongue* Doc...thank you for...*being manhandled here?* coming...what's happening? *as he steps through into the suite, I reluctantly separate myself from the sanctuary of your body and wait, awkward, unsure what to expect, his path to me cautious, as wary as my stance and slow, so fucking slow, minutes seem to pass between each step and my heart keeps a beating record of every movement* <<What are you experiencing that has you worried?>> *again, formal, polite, no hint of the general distaste that usually laced our previous consultations, a gentle calming to his tone, soothing a predator in distress, even his posture indicates he means no harm to my defensive position*<< I need to examine you, if you wont tell me...>>*my silence misjudged, but fear has my vocal chords in a vice...doctor and young, a bad combination, as he approaches, the instinct to fight warring with the need to back away from his touch, stupid given we asked him to come, but it is another male, wanting to put his hands on our young* there are...twinges? *fingers running over the spot that has been tightening sporadically every so often*...here...I dont know how to describe it, Doc..my insides just pull taut...*his nod strikes me as odd...why isnt he panicking?*<<are they regular? Can you time them? Predict them? *his eyes clear, calm in the face of my fear, taking note as I shake my head, no...* Good...have you... *his cough clearing a throat locked, his eyes flashing to my hellren and back, nerves simmering*...had any bleeding? *my turn to choke as my face flushes embarrassment, the only bleeding for a good fucking cause..another bobble head 'no'*...would you be willing to let me...?>>*his question trails off, simply motioning to my stomach, as if more words would spook me, walking the razors edge, the only thing keeping me from bolting, your ever steady presence* You hurt them with your...tests...and you'll be working without hands...*deadly serious as I prop myself at his bidding up on the couch, a little psych evaluation feel going down as he hovers over me and my eyes focus to restrain the beast unfurling, nervous beneath my skin, curling protectively around our young, growls low in my throat, hums of warning as he starts*
{Looming over Havers' shoulder like a thunderstorm, lips peeled off dagger fangs, your unease and fear palpable in the frosty atmosphere. Biting back the growl that vibrates my throat as the doctor rubs his hands together, warming his palms before lifting your shirt and placing those hands on the swell of your stomach, eyes narrowed to glowing slits as you jerk visibly at his touch, the bonding scent pouring off my skin in dark, threatening waves, locking my gaze on your fearful emerald eyes, grounding myself in you, my hand grasping yours, lacing your fingers in mine, the white-knuckle squeeze betraying the depths of your terror, tension humming between us like a high-voltage wire in the room...the silence punctuated only by Havers' occasional umming and ahhing as he palpates the young in your belly before looking up, his gaze flicking between the two of us, settling on yours as the least hostile pair of eyes, his voice hesitant. <<have you been engaging in any particularly... strenuous activities?>>{And the fucker can't help it...his gaze drawn inexorably to the wall of toys, the rack and...a vicious snarl, like a growling Rottweiler rips from my chest, fangs bared with menace} you think I would hurt her?...them?....Motherfucker!! {spitting out the words on a growl, ready to toss the bastard over the balcony....see if he falls faster than a ball-gag, true...then lets see if he's so quick with the judgemental asshole bullshit} I would NEVER do anything to fucking hurt them...{fury seething under my skin, rolling off me in waves}
*the temperature plummets at that question, the insinuations heavy behind the words and sucking all the calm from the room, rage swarming a firestorm of bonding scent and lethal threat, the Doc overstepping all bounds and jumping right into the middle of hell...to even think that we would...risk them...my anger ripping tears into my eyes, swamped with the memories...he knew...he knew everything my body had been through the last time, what it had cost me...so to believe we would willingly put our young at risk for the sake of...my growls echo yours, a maelstrom of protective instincts surging wild on the veiled accusations, and longing to tear his prissy ass to shreds for even implying that either of us would hurt them. My hand crushes a bone-breaking grip on yours, a slight restraint keeping you from killing him and grounding myself, my past flaring to the forefront, the agony of losing her still a searing pain when I think of it, voice a tormented whisper*we need him, Vishous...*turning to the good doctor, whose hands had frozen their poking on my stomach and were icy with terror, eyes peeled wide behind tortoiseshell frames, his guilt and regret in the sheen of cold sweat beading on his brow, knowing that if we decided to punish him...we would...with a vengeance...* No...no...strenuous activity...though you may need to elaborate on that...walking while carrying twin anvils can be pretty straining...*inclining my head to where his hands are immobile on the swell of our young, the need to know they are unharmed, are not in danger, overwhelming the fury at his snap judgement...expecting nothing less from his Glymera ass and reining in the predator lunging for his throat, roaring on the end of its leash, to kill, to punish, to torture as his question tortured my mind with flash images on a playback reel of the past* are they ok? Are they hurt? Do I....*swallowing hard, blood channeling shards of ice into my heart*...need to go anywhere? *the thought of being laid up in the hospital firing new arrows of fear...I hate hospitals but as his hands make their way over my stomach again, purpose unfreezing him, his head shakes*<<Not at this moment. They are not hurt, not in distress...growing too fast, but I suspect you know that...*his mutterings almost to himself, only catching snippets when his voice raises in thought or he thinks I need to know something...the cold circle of metal pressing to my skin, amplifying the sound of two tiny heartbeats for his ears only...his 'hmmmm' disturbs me, rousing my unease, fingers clenching around yours as he repositions the stethoscope on the other side, my voice slightly joking tinged with a panicky pitch* lost one, Doc? *they were both in there...kicking me to death while I had tried to sleep*
<<One of the young's heartbeats is running a little slow...>> {my own heart freezes in my chest at Havers' words, his frown betraying genuine concern despite the bland, placating reassurances that follow and fall on deaf ears. Diamond eyes cutting over to yours to exchange a fearful glance, the frigid terror in your expression no doubt mirrored in my own, your palm clammy in its death-grip on my hand...fighting past the knot of emotion that clogs my throat} What needs to be done? Anything Havers.....whatever it takes, true {Determined eyes locked on yours despite my addressing the doctor, you are all that matters to me...I will not lose you...I will not...clearing my throat again as Havers reels off the advice, no more dematerialising...not a problem, true...no fighting, the no overly 'strenuous exercise' glossed over quickly with a cough and some waffle about swimming and Tai Chi...regular check-ups until the birth...a smile pulling at my lips at your lip-curling, snarled response to that news...} <<and I would advise against your hellren feeding from you again until after the birth...>> {my pointed glare cuts him off mid-sentence, before he takes the convo in the direction of the puddle of blood that has been pooling on the black marble, despite my attempts to stem the bleeding with the pack I 'appropriated' from Havers' bag and was currently pressing tight against the stab wound in my ribs. Forcing a smile that doesn't reach my eyes} Doesn't sound too bad Tory...we can cope with that, true?
*my brow furrowed...doesnt sound too bad? Did you not hear the no feeding part of that? Gaze cutting a scowl at you, lip curled off fangs, who the hell will you fucking feed off? Whoever she is she'll be dead the minute she touches you* No...not too bad...*if you wanted to skirt the issue, we'll skirt...I'm too tired to talk about this. Our young are fine, the slow heartbeat a plague in my mind, shooting off spores...but...otherwise they are fine...forcing a smile at Havers, my thank you quiet but sincere as he dodges around you and makes his way to the door, insisting we call if anything else should trouble us...caught up in my cocoon of panic, the haze slowly rises on my self focus, attuned to every inch of my body but oblivious, neglecting the outside world...as that slowly releases its grasp of fear, the scent of blood swims through my senses...catching my brain, inciting my hunger and worrying the fuck out of me* You're injured...*and that's it. With a snarl, the DM door is slammed shut and my hands search frantically for the source of your wound*
*wandering into the room as Phantom of The Opera flashes up on the screen, Point of No Return blasting from the speakers* I love this...the mask...the song...*grins* all of it...awesomely sexy...
Yes, you are.. {winks, eyes flashing mischief}
*rolls eyes, emeralds glowing laughter* smooth, nallum...very smooth...
{licks down a fang,one brow quirking as I lean in to whisper at your ear, goatee a rasp} no nalla. Rough...very...fucking...rough...
*biting back a moan as images ravage my mind with...rough...fangs punching down to the flames stirring pleasure in the core of me* Bad. Nallum
{ivory points scoring down your throat, tongue laving a wet trail over the twin red lines, rough gloved fingers tangling a fist in your hair, voice low, seductive} you fucking love it...
fucking love you...Period. *pain-pleasure spiking my senses with an agonising blaze over the delicate skin of my throat, fangs scoring tender lines for the velvet rasp of your tongue, pain, heat, stabbing my desire to bright awareness, reined by your fist* teasing me, V?
{stubble abrading the tender flesh of lips as I take possession of your mouth in a hard, fanged kiss} I don't tease Tory....
*the crush of your lips devours any sound, swallowing the whimpers that drip from my lips under the rough assault of fangs and stubble* no?
No Tory...{growling the word on your lips, free hand falling hard on your ass, yanking your thigh to my waist, backing you into the resistance of the wall, the thick, hard ridge of my cock parked right on the molten epicentre of your arousal, a rough, grinding demand} no fucking teasing Tory...you know what I want, true...
*growling out through fully elongated pearled daggers, hitting the wall hard, thigh clenched, grinding you closer* then fucking take it...*all but crawling up your body as I lever a harsh, savage undulation on the steely length of your cock, fusing you to molten silky flesh*
{tugging at the soft flesh of your lower lip on a snarl, diamond eyes wild with raw carnal hunger} I intend on taking it...and taking it rough {rasping metal as I tear open the front of my leathers, groaning pure, unadulterated bliss, the underside of my cock slotting into the seam of your dripping, swollen lips, slicking the shaft in your sweet arousal, no teasing...no fucking messing about, the blunt head invading your tight sheath on a powerful, bucking thrust of my hips, driving deep, stretching, owning, taking what I need. Rough hands pushing up my shirt to expose the lush globes of your breasts encased in silk...the delicate fabric ripped from your body by callused fingers that seek the sensitive, pink tips of your nipples, drawing blood on your lip as my hips hammer home again with brutal possession}
*That erotic threat...so...fucking...hot...I feel like I am in the presence of the sun, a raging mass of primal energy that scorches the foundations of my soul with primitive sexual desires, for blood, for pain, for the touch of violence that demonstrates the feral emotions that rake razor claws beneath our skin and roar for release...surrender is immediate, a snarling submission to the brutal thrust of your hips, invading the slick channel of my core, immersing yourself deeper with each vicious penetration in the magma heart of my body, driven to the hilt and dominating me with ecstasy, ruling my soul with the love of yours, pounded raw and exposed to the erotic fever that storms our blood, pours crimson madness onto your tongue as your fangs slice deep and rough fingers find the hypersensitive peaks of my nipples to torture pleasure through my system. Snarling kisses curling my lip as my body cranks up the tempo of our sensual savage grinding* FUCK!!
{the sounds from my throat all animal, eyes feral, gaze ravenous, locked on the emerald fear and anticipation that flickers over your expression. Infected, possessed by a fever in the blood, a rabid lust that shreds my control and drives me to bite, claw, devour and fuck you raw. Hips unhinged from conscious control, jackhammering a pounding, slapping beat on your core, my cock drilling into your spot unrelenting in the thick, erotic assault on your tender flesh, body a tense wall of muscle, pistoning you against the wall, fangs as long as a tiger's, fully extended, lethal weapons distorting my voice as I growl the command, neck jerked back, offering up the hammer pulse of my rough, stubbled vein} fucking bite me Tory...I want your nails in my skin and your fangs in my throat and I want it hard...
*instinct obeying the command before my mind even processes words through the red haze of lust and animal hunger, striking a vipers attack, rapid, precise, ivory canines arrowing into your vein and unleashing the gush of life that pounds beneath the surface, hooking in, ripping flesh on an uncontrolled, uninhibited brutal assault on your pulse, fingers clawing for purchase as my body is battered with ecstasy, raw with the exquisite pain aching pleasure on my most intimate skin, sweet spot attacked, plundered with deadly accuracy and hammered into the screaming oblivion of orgasmic release...violent undulations dragging your cock deeper, ravaging, bodies coming together in a vicious crush, sheathing the thick hard length of your erection in the drenched, molten grasping vice of my core as I tremor an explosion of bliss*
Holy sweet mother of...Fuck!! Yes!! {fuck, the agony, the ecstasy of your teeth and nails tearing into my flesh derails me completely from the climbing pressure that threatens to explode with every deep-penetrating stroke, sending me hurtling over the edge of insanity, catapulted into a universe reduced to only you and me and the common goal of soaring, soul-melting euphoria. Exploding, on target right alongside you, erupting fountain jets of hot washing ecstasy into the depths of your core, the ragged bites in my throat, sucked between your lips, pulsing sweet pain with the violent drumming of my heart, ass muscles pumping hard, drilling my cock deeper into the quivering clench of your silky-slick flesh, thighs spasming with the force of physical and emotional release} fuck I love it when you come for me Tory...I fucking love you...Period...
*latched onto your throat, a fanged lock into flesh, rough siphoning draws pouring your soul in a salty musk of liquid life onto my tongue powering my cells with nutrition, sustaining the three heartbeats that live for you...the tensing bunch of muscles beneath the clawed curl of my fingers snaps my body into another cyclone of bliss, the aftershocks ripping new ecstasy through my core as I am possessed by your pleasure, bathed in your love, dominated by your soul as your body dominates every writhing curve impaled on your iron arousal. Torn apart, the pieces of my euphoria fitting to yours and settling clouds of satiation over the shuddering quakes of my body as I retract fangs from your throat, sweeping velvet healing over the ragged marks, forehead resting to your shoulder, breathing staccato* I fucking love you, V...
Oh fuck Tory.. {arms bracing the wall behind you, holding us upright, breath a sawing pant by your ear, the sultry aromas of sex and bonding settling like a haze, cocooning us in our own personal universe, two souls orbiting each other, satellites drawn together by animal attraction, bound forever by vicious, possessive, boundless love. Tremoring shudders wracking my body as I come down from the soaring plateau of sublime climax} fuck I don't think I can move Tory...
who says we need to move? Slumping in a boneless heap on the floor seems a good idea right now...*laughter husky on the raw wounds in your skin, body electric with release, sparking gentle ripples around your cock, thigh dropping, weight supported by your body and the wall as my muscles give in to the pleasure liquifying them and simply collapse, trusting my male to hold me, enveloped in the peaceful aftermath of violent love, the emotion as vicious, as strong, as volatile, but calming in its intensity now, blissful paradise* fuck, V...
Mmm yeah fuck....did I mention I'd missed you... {deep laughter rocking my chest} no cold stone floors for you, shellan mine {reluctantly withdrawing from the pulsing embrace of your core to scoop you into my arms and deposit us both on the couch, cradling you between my heavily muscled thighs, easing you back onto my chest, jaw resting on the top of your head, contented breaths measuring the moments in rough sighs and the rise and fall of my pecs at your back, palms curved on the bump, waiting for kicks} hope we didn't disturb them, true
*snorting softly, heartbeat slowing to contentment in the protective embrace of your arms, gazing at the difference between our hands as mine rest atop yours, so delicate, so fucking small compared to the rough, large masculine hands spanning our young* mmm...maybe we did...someone has hiccups from the jostling...*chuckling, head tilting back to kiss the underside of your chin with tender love* I missed you too...*hands falling to your thighs to stroke the muscled columns lazily as your touch cradles the swell of my stomach* how's the wall?
{barking a laugh} I haven't inspected for damages, true...{exhaling as your lips press tender to my chin} you make me lose control Tory {laughter bubbling up as I feel the rhythmic jumping under my palms} that's hiccups? Wow... {grinning wide}
I think so...it feels like it...it's not kicks...*smile curving my face with happiness*
{chuckling, my hands channelling the regular vibrating jumps under your skin} wonder which one it is?..
*smiles, slipping my hands next to yours to feel the hiccups from the outside* fuck weird isnt it?
It's cute Tory {dipping to kiss your cheek}
*shedding a slow path of lace panties and the black of your shirt to the cold floor, a trail unravelling the lush curves and hollows of my body, nipples chilled to taut peaks, arousal flaring at the heady scent of sex, of the soul-deep possession that layers every surface, permeates my every cell with your love. Sliding into the silken embrace of sheets, the cocoon of your scent wraps around me, delineating my every inch* goodnight hellren mine...I fucking love you...
{the glass slider opening on a thought, shitkickers striding over black marble, shedding weapons and leather and cares en route to my destination...our mated bed...our home... folding my body between the sheets, seeking out the warmth of yours, fitting myself against you...a puzzle solved...a soul at ease...home, murmuring a rasp of stubble at your ear} goodnight, shellan mine. I love you. For fucking ever, true...see you in our dreams, my love...
*your presence an easing in my chest, the missing piece of my soul back where you belong* for fucking ever, nallum...
*turned in the cage of limbs and muscle, my fingers find a calming path, a reassurance that you're here, tracing your resting features with soft fingertips, possession in the touch, echoing the brand in my skin...mine...* good morning my love
{waking to the whispering of delicate fingers on my skin...exploring, owning, branding, surrounded by the scents and soft breathing sounds of you...my soul. Finding my voice, diamond eyes a slow, crystal burn} good morning, shellan mine...
*emerald blending with diamond on a slow smile, dropping a hot kiss on your lips* how did you sleep, hellren mine?
{feeling my lips seared by heat of your mouth's caress, a smile breaking on my face} heavy, dreamless...you?
no dreams? *Tucking myself closer to your heat*
no dreams... {frowns, stroking a gloved hand down the length of your midnight curls, following the dips and valleys of your curves, settling on the swell of our young} did you dream, my love? {curiosity bright in my eyes}
yes...and I did not like it...*head shaking emphatically, fingers curling a fist on your hip, eyes skipping away from your diamond gaze, focussed on the Brotherhood scar that will soon be joined by our young's names, etched for all to see*
{gloved fingers tilting your gaze back to me, concern bright in my eyes, voice wary} what did you dream Tory?
*voice a tremble of sound, pitch low and shaky, nails biting into your hip as my fingers clench and unfurl* she stopped breathing and nothing anyone did would bring her back...not Khaos, not the doctors...no one...
{arms instinctively banding you tight against my chest, the staccato rhythm of my heart, hammering on my ribs, betraying my emotions as I struggle to calm the panic threatening to creep into my voice} it's just a dream, true {refusing to acknowledge that lately your dreams have been anything but...} just a stupid fucking dream, true...
a dream...*teeth grazing your shoulder in an attempt to ground the fears that threaten to consume me and centre myself in the now, the real, the octopus kicking that had woken me and even now demanded attention...so alive* it felt so real...
{lost for words...a tangle of grief blocking my throat, brows knitted together in a frown you cannot see, lids closing over the unshed tears spiking my eyes. It cannot come to pass. It will not...you have suffered enough...we all have. We deserve some happiness}
*the scent of tears, mine or yours I cannot tell, fill the air with storm clouds...sorrow that is fought back, reined in and hope...a faint strand of sunshine flickering on silent prayers* just a dream nallum...the fates can't be so cruel...
{nodding, mouth set in a hard line as my big palms frame your face, fixing your shimmering emerald gaze in mine} we will be okay Tory…together...for fucking ever, true {voice cracking as I capture your lips in a rough kiss, pouring out my despair into the soft shelter of your mouth} I love you, shellan mine...I love them...I'm not losing any of you...nobody gets left behind...nobody...
together...for fucking ever...*lost in the warm sanctuary of your kiss, the haven of your body, limbs entwined, locked to your soul, the earth, praying from the depths of my despair that my babies aren't taken from us...* no one gets left behind...*the dream...plaguing my heart... I'd been so ready to follow and drag her back to us* Fuck I love you...
*the deadbolt sliding into place is the most wonderful sound in the world as I ram it home, my ear pressed to the door, head cocked for a rustle of sound, any breath, my inhale refusing to exhale until I'm sure we're alone again* is she gone?
{Your words drag my gaze from the random spot on the wall where my attention was focussed, frankly still stunned at your mother's awkward embrace, voice a low whisper} Fuck I hope so Tory...that was...torture, true
Actually, I think that was worse than torture...How many questions can someone ask? *exhaling, my back braced on the door, physically making sure no tiny original of myself can come floating in again* we need to chain this fucking door shut...Female needs to learn how to use a phone...*my sighs turning to soft laughter as I catch your expression* need a hug?
Mmmm {a slow smile spreading on my face, fangs glinting in the candlelight as I drag you into my arms, eyes glowing ice-white possession, lips a breath from yours} I'll face all the mothers in law you can throw at me as long as I get to chain you in the Penthouse...speaking of which... {closing the distance between our lips in a soft kiss} I have something for you...{reaching into the back pocket of my leathers to retrieve a black velvet pouch and pressing it into your palm}
*emerald eyes regarding you warily from under black lashes as the velvet pouch is closed into my hand* is it going to explode? *the brush of your lips still tingling heat on my mouth, wetting my lips as I tentatively open the soft purse and tilt it with a gentle shuffle...tiny links of silver metal falling cool on my skin in a long chain and casting a mercurial glow over my face as it catches light from the candles* nallum...it's beautiful...* no...it is beyond beautiful, lifting the light metal up to my eyes, the exquisite details come to life in a flicker of silver...our names, so delicately entwined in the Old Language creating length in the chain, our young's names surrounded by us...and a drop dagger, that swings as I play with the shimmering links, glinting diamond and emerald from the hilt* I love it....*winding the silvery metal around my fingers, my lips roughly capture yours, my gratitude, my awe, hot on my tongue*
{Rough hands burrowing into your hair, urging you closer, deepening the kiss} It's to replace the old chains...the ones that don't fit any more...I missed them...{Pulling back, palms spanning the rounded swell of your stomach, a fanged smile reaching my diamond eyes} So... do I get to put them on you?
*battling with the tears that swim emerald in my gaze, a laugh soft heat on your lips* you want to chain me? *dangling the metal links, your palm in mine, and dropping the chains onto your skin, my hands cradling our young* Please...we'll be surrounded by you...in every which way possible...*arching up on my toes to take your mouth, unable to stop touching you*
Yes Tory, I want to chain you..{eyes darkening perceptibly, lids low, the links a cool weight in my palm, tongue stroking over your fangs, one gloved finger hooking into the tie of your robe...pulling...the fabric giving way with a slide, parting the black silk on your curves, gloved knuckles trailing up over your breasts, slipping the robe from one shoulder, then the other, letting it fall to the ground, baring you to the searing heat of my gaze, the platinum chains cool, raising goosebumps on your skin as I fit them, skilled fingers brushing the small of your back as I pass the links through my hands, linking them at your navel through the tiny diamond and emerald inlaid dagger before lifting my eyes back to your face} Beautiful...you are so fucking beautiful Tory...
You make me feel that way...*the chilled metal heating with the flush that hues my skin a delicate pink, heightening the sensations rippling arousal in the wake of your touch, tiny chimes as I draw you up my body and weld us as close as our young will allow, embraced by the exquisite links, my fingers clawing into your shoulders, molding us a tight fusion of curves and muscle, eyes locked in the hypnotic pull of your diamond gaze, my kisses gentle on your jaw* thank you, V...
Mmmm my pleasure, true {Big hands running down your spine, sliding over the metal links, palms planted on the backs of your thighs, hitching you around my waist in a powerful surge, our lips fused as I carry you to our mated bed, the marking instinct a roaring demand, needing to cover you in my scent, to rub myself into you until I am infused into every strand of your hair, every dip and curve and hidden hollow of your body. Planting my ass on the mattress, falling back into the pool of black silk with my female straddling my hips, drinking in your lush curves, hands seeking every inch of your skin in callused caresses}
*laughter laced with arousal, lifted, spun, straddling your lap in a blur of muscle and velvet skin, settling my ass firmly, thighs split to cage you in the lithe muscle of my legs, a slight flutter of fear that I'll squish you and then you're touching me and I can't think, blazing emerald down at you, hands planted on your chest, stroking over your Brotherhood scar, down the ripped muscle of your abs, back up to repeat, tracing the broad lines of your shoulders, clawing, purring, my exploration of needy caresses memorizing your sculpted warrior form, my most intimate flesh slick and glistening with arousal, skin flushed, tiny bundle of pleasure swollen in desire as I rock to the chime of chains* fuck...
Mmmm fuck... {rolling my hips up off the black silk to stroke the hard ridge of my cock along the seam of your drenched arousal, the shaft aching, straining in the tight confines of my leathers, hungry diamond eyes locked on yours, glowing with erotic threat, strong hands closing around your wrists, guiding your hands to the fly of my leathers, stroking your palm over the hard bulge, gloved hand fisting the delicate chains, reining my desire, leashing yours, fingers grazing the slick, swollen lips of your core, slipping inside, gliding up your centre to tease your pulsing bud with wet friction, the words coming out in a starved, possessive growl} I want you Tory...
You have me...*flicking your zipper, a wicked smile hovering around my lips as I slide it down, separating leather to free the velvet steel of your arousal into my hand, stroking the silky shaft tip to base in a hard grind, working my core in a rock of hips against your fingers, muscles jumping with the sexualised electrical pulses jolting from the throbbing bud to every sensitive nerve and spurring my arousal to a blaze of pleasure, heart rate kicking up, breath hitching, riding the glide of your fingers and the underside of your cock as I grip and stroke to the beat pulsing up the thick shaft, your heart thudding under my fingers, mimicking the roll of my hips around the blunt head*
Ahh...fuck {a ragged moan spilling from my lips as you split the leather to expose the pulsing length of my erection, the shaft jerking in the rush of cool air and the firm curl of your fingers wrapping around me, gliding my sensitive skin over the veined steel core, stroking the aching head in the delicate, dripping folds of your heat...delicious, unbearably sensuous torture, stoking the flames of my lust to rabid wildfire, hunger thundering through my veins, pounding up the shaft of my cock...pulsing in your palm...on your slick flesh, demanding entry, fangs pearl daggers slicing into my lower lip on a growl, hips jacking up off the silk, gritting the words} stop teasing me Tory...I need in you now, true...
*lips curled off snarling fangs, raking one hand down your chest as my hips swivel, guiding the tip of your cock to the sensitive molten entrance of my core, teasing strokes, nudging you in and out of the tight heat, arched up on my knees, grinding as your hips thrust up and I slam down, rough, violently sheathing you in the vicious vicing channel on a howl and the clinking shimmer of silver light refracting candle flames off the chains embracing my curves, circling the drumming bead of my pleasure with your thumb and driving spikes of desire, agonisingly arousing, through my body, blades of lust stabbing deep, evoking serpentine undulations and the mindless, brutal rhythm of my hips, pounding down, over and over, a ruthless grind and withdraw, riding up your length with growling moans, palms coasting up my curves to cup my breasts, rolling, pinching my sensitive nipples to the tempo of my need* fuckfuck! V!
Uhnf fuck!!!! {breathing in deep growled pants, eyes hooded diamond, devouring the wild, curvaceous dance of your luscious body, totally uninhibited, slamming down on my thick length in rough, erotic undulations, your ink a writhing, chained animal on your flushed skin as you impale yourself on the powerful upward thrusts of my hips, grinding, winding down my shaft with exquisitely tight, glossed friction, the ends of your hair whipping my thighs as you toss your head, your nails clawing welts down my pecs, marking your male with primal possession, wildly riding my hips, punching down to the beat of your pulse in your clit, my thumb teasing jolts of pleasure from the nub of nerves, gloved fist yanking the chains taut, spine bowing up off the bed, drilling deep, the head of my cock kissing your spot over and over, orgasmic tension palpable in the air surrounding us like an electrical charge...one spark and we both explode, snarling through bloody fangs} Fuck! Come with me Tory!
V...*shivering, climax barely restrained, snarling on the end of its chains, desire a beast, coiled in my core and breathing fire through every inch of me...your name a plea on my lips as my thrusts hammer down with the slick slap of curves on muscle, a riot of undulating slamming grinds and twisting molten flesh, spine pulled back in a taut arc of ecstasy as you command my release and I yield willingly. Unmanacled, my orgasm roars free, plundering my senses and leaving me blind to all but the heavy upward penetrations drilling my core and the wild delirium of euphoria that captivates my soul, fascinates my pleasure and welds a fusion of life between our bodies, neither able to survive without the other, existence nothing without you in it...screaming a glass shattering explosion of ecstasy and succumbing to the demands of your body, buried deep in the heart of me, sheathing a relentless smacking rhythm inside my soul* fuckfuckFUCK!
Oh fuck YES!!! {lips pulled back off dagger fangs on a roar of triumph, neck corded, arched back into black silk, spine knifing up off the bed to impale your shivering, trembling body on the pistoning shaft of my arousal, your pleasure spreading over me, spilling on my thighs, igniting the fuse on my explosive release, crashing down, fragmenting my soul into a million diamond shards of ecstasy, body shuddering a rhythmic, pulsing rush of white-hot orgasmic bliss, pumping deep in your core, bathing your soul in all-consuming love and fierce possession, skin glistening with the musky spice of masculine bonding...owned, marked, needed, bound by the same chains...inseparable, indistinguishable in the blinding euphoria of our simultaneous climax} sweet fuck Tory...I love you, so fucking much...
*resonating with the profound depth of our connection, tiny shocks arrowing spasms of ecstasy through me as I flatten my palms on your chest, holding myself up as my body threatens to collapse under the waves of bliss rampaging through my system, your pleasure surging molten into the contractions of my core, milked, drained, welcomed by the clasping muscles shuddering through your pulses of liquid fire and growling your name, a prayer, a mantra, worshipping you with my soul* I fucking love you too...so goddamned much, Vishous...
{eyes locking on yours, sparks of ecstasy and violent love illuminating every diamond facet, lips curving into a wide,fanged grin, hips kicking aftershocks of spasming pleasure in the rippling sheath of your core, your midnight waves cascading over my shoulders, sharing air on heavy, sawing breaths} fuck Tory...You. Are. Incredible. you make me burn, you are a fucking Goddess..true...I don't deserve you...
*head shaking with a flutter of silken strands, the thick obsidian waves falling to curtain us in our own private world* You deserve better...*answering your smile, dipping to capture your lips in a sated, rough brush of kisses, tongue rolling up your fangs* you make me melt, warrior...sizzle, spark, combust...and you kill me so beautifully...*nipping at your bottom lip, sucking it hard, purring, hips shifting as your erection kicks pulses inside me* am I squishing you, nallum?
Fuck no...{growling into your mouth, lips melding with yours, palms riding rough over your flushed skin to your ass, eyes flashing ice-white} I like you just where you are true...
*chuckling softly, wriggling my ass against your hands as my spine arches, hypnotised by the glow of your beautiful eyes* so I'm not the size of a house? *a smirk on my lips, but my inward cringes hope your answer isn't yes...*
{dark brows shooting up in disbelief} haven't you figured it out yet that all these new curves of yours are a massive fucking turn-on Tory?…you've never been so beautiful in my eyes, ripe and lush and soft...so sensuous, erotic {inhaling a ragged breath} your scent...fuck…one touch and you set me on fire...I fucking love you Tory...I love us, true...
*tears pricking my eyes at your low, passionate sincerity, biting hard kisses on your lips, devouring you, wild love flowing over my skin* I fucking love you too...I love us...God I love us...so fucking much...*crystal happiness falling soft on your skin as I settle down over you, willing the DM door shut as your fingers tangle in the chains at my hips*
