[/html]If she hadn't gotten the picture before, she surely was now. There could be little mistaking what this positioning meant, and as he tore away the only feeble protection she had, the fear smell came off her in tidal waves. Gregor growled in arousal. It was the complete and utter terror that did it for him. The fact that she didn't want it and he was about to take it from her with no effort at all. Some women he had taken before had worn much more clothes and he always got annoyed when there were too many garments. When he got annoyed he became more violent, so it was really quite lucky for this one that she had so little to stop him from getting at what he wanted.
And then she shrieked and it was like sweet music to his ears. Females were all so pathetic. No matter how much they fought, they all screamed in the end. Gregor loved the sounds of her terror, but he also knew that they could easily and quickly attract unwanted attention from the other members of this foolish tribe. Trying to silence her would be a waste of energy though, so he would just have to move quickly. With his one hand still holding her down at the neck, he leaned his enormous body over hers. For a moment he breathed in the smell of her right at her neck and gave out a shuddering breath. Then, simultaneously, he sank his fangs into her shoulder while he forced himself inside of her with a grunt of pleasure.
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