Del 7: Lift-off
|I wake up in her arms, still hungry. |
"Why do you need me?" Her amber eyes close for a second. Then burrow into my mind. I am floored by the intensity. And a fear, akin to my own. But very different. Being lost. Needing the anchoring point, hoping to find it in someone. If only for a second. Trinity is afraid of loving.
"Not afraid." Her hands are not even touching me, just drawing little circles above my skin. The almost-touch makes my hair tingle. I am numb with the anticipation of pleasure. Her mind tickles mine, playful first, then more intense. Soon she is a raging fire, and when she finally slips her fingers inside me, I fly away. Shaking, crying out every time she moves, unable to stop screaming her name. The tension in her builds, and then, her mind finally opens for me. All-consuming hunger, ravaging me, feeding on my pleasure. I bathe in sweat, and she is still ravenous. Puts her mouth on me, and I blow to pieces. Still not enough. She wants more. To merge beyond boundaries. I feel her claws, her teeth, she is burning me, scarring me, and I love it. Intensifying jolts. And time ceases in the blinding amber light.
Finally she releases my mind, and the bond holds. We are flying. I no longer need her touch, just want it. Crave it. Almost as much as she craves me.
Fortsättning:Del 1 (13 okt 2019)
Del 2: Werewolf (25 mar 2019)
Del 3: Cuntess (18 apr 2019)
Del 4: Disposed (12 maj 2019)
Del 5: Honeydripper (16 apr 2019)
Del 6: Amped (19 apr 2019)
Del 7: Lift-off (23 apr 2019)
Del 8: Seen (24 apr 2019)
Del 9: Unseen (25 apr 2019)
Del 10: Quickening (10 maj 2019)
Del 11: Pause (29 apr 2019)
Del 12: Rogued (28 apr 2019)
Del 13: Paternal (29 apr 2019)
Del 14: Trinity (2 maj 2019)
Del 15: Flashback (24 jul 2019)
Del 16: Fractured (13 okt 2019)
Del 17: Celebrations (14 maj 2019)
Del 18: Come-back (24 jul 2019)
Del 19: Stripped (16 maj 2019)
Del 20: Over it (13 okt 2019)
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