03-23-2012, 11:00 AM
Sorry Cody <3 This thread will suck some major booty
The last words held the faintest touch of fear as she stared with fixation into his dangerous pools, but before he spoke, he set that magical tongue to work—working it over her broken flesh, drinking the innocence that flowed forth from her neck. Her heart fluttered before pounding like a hammer within her chest, her vaginal muscles tightened, releasing a little more of her lubrication. What was he doing to her? Did she care? No.
Moving forward, she once again pressed her face into his dark fur. Hesitantly her jaws parted allowing her now-moist pink appendage to trace his shiny, hardened skin. Tiny fore teeth gently nipped at the rough flesh multiple times—with each nip the pressure increased until finally his crimson fluid broke free from its barricade and spilled across her lips. Tongue traced the outline of the small wound she had just created, and inwardly she was satisfied. "I want you." Words were murmured against his neck, loud enough for his ears to grasp, but soft enough so that the gods in her heaven would not shun her forever. She was going to hell...believers were not supposed to mingle with nonbelievers...and they certainly did not fall, tumbling head over heels into this thing called love with one of the forsaken. "All of you." She smirked than.
The last words held the faintest touch of fear as she stared with fixation into his dangerous pools, but before he spoke, he set that magical tongue to work—working it over her broken flesh, drinking the innocence that flowed forth from her neck. Her heart fluttered before pounding like a hammer within her chest, her vaginal muscles tightened, releasing a little more of her lubrication. What was he doing to her? Did she care? No.
Moving forward, she once again pressed her face into his dark fur. Hesitantly her jaws parted allowing her now-moist pink appendage to trace his shiny, hardened skin. Tiny fore teeth gently nipped at the rough flesh multiple times—with each nip the pressure increased until finally his crimson fluid broke free from its barricade and spilled across her lips. Tongue traced the outline of the small wound she had just created, and inwardly she was satisfied. "I want you." Words were murmured against his neck, loud enough for his ears to grasp, but soft enough so that the gods in her heaven would not shun her forever. She was going to hell...believers were not supposed to mingle with nonbelievers...and they certainly did not fall, tumbling head over heels into this thing called love with one of the forsaken. "All of you." She smirked than.