mysterious ways
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Sorry for the wait, was kidnapped by relatives that wanted to see de bebbie! And yes, you RP a sex addict rapist murderer... you should get use to the sex. 550 word


She had almost been surprised when the male had given into her wants and pleasures. She snarled with delight as her tongue ran over the nick she'd made across the fast beating pulse in his throat. The growl of ecstasy that kept escpaing her maw was causing her excitement to crest wave upon wave as she was beaten against the rough bark of the tree that he'd braced her upon. Her talons in his flesh didn't cede as she tightened along the length of his member, her crossed legs behind his back trembling as she tried to overcome the temptation to give in and ride the bliss out.


The panting and growls that came from the male seemed like little pleas in her ear as she continued her mysterious works on one of the same blood. Blood. The salty metalic taste of his own wasn't enough as her tongue left the hollow of his throat and returned to his own maw, she wanted to own him, to devour everything about him and yet she knew she'd crave more. She was giving as much as she was taking and somehow she knew this was right, the magic between the two was the only way they could win, to overcome one another and still lose in the end. Her fangs in his shoulder was the last straw as his tongue rasp across her cheek. She cried out, slightly muffled as she finally gave in and gave up, the intensity of this art too much for even the bronze and gold lady.


The darkness about him, the danger and mystery were not enough, but the power and crime of the things they did could combined with the rest be just what she craved. The fiery pain that laced down her back made that sweet little moan escape her lips once more as she felt his hips grind into her own. She had long since abandoned the art of tongues and mouths as she fell back against the rough bark of the tree, her neck and back arched as her shoulders dug into the surface of the tree. The cry that had been muffled in his shoulder as her arms had been tightened across his back once more had escaped as he sent her over the edge, his art already spent and her's having crested. The climax was more than she'd excepted, games played before had always ended with the same feeling, but never as strong as the power that their friction had caused.


The last few thrusts from the male seemed to come too soon as she whimpered in frustration as the waves that had overcome her were settling down, leaving her as limp as if she really were his ragdoll. She leaned forward as his muzzle found her throat and travelled along her neck to nibble slightly on her ear. She moaned softly as she wrapped her arms once more around his neck and settled her muzzle against his shoulder as she sighed, the laughter and small words that escaped his maw were met with a soft growl as she whispered. "You're beyond words.." she breathed with a soft bit of laughter. She wasn't sure exactly how this had happened but it wasn't something she was about to give up.



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