08-28-2008, 03:16 PM
She moaned with ecstacy. His touch, his words were manna from heaven to her. Sweet bliss, sweet agony. She couldn't help it. She pushed back, wordlessly begging him to pleasure her, to use her. She wanted him to use her. She wanted to be used. She wanted the bliss that came with being owned by someone she loved. She'd had that with Soran once, and with Erik, before he showed his true colors. She'd always longed to have this with Lucifer. She shivered, whimpering, as she could feel another orgasm approaching.
And then it was racing through her, adrenaline pounding. She threw her head back, howling with sheer delight as the powerful waves consumed her entire being. The pounding rhythm continued, and she gave herself over to the tides of wanting, of blind lust. Another howl poured from her maw as the inner waves continued, her claws tearing holes in the upholstery she'd so lovingly repaired when she'd found the cottage.
And then it was racing through her, adrenaline pounding. She threw her head back, howling with sheer delight as the powerful waves consumed her entire being. The pounding rhythm continued, and she gave herself over to the tides of wanting, of blind lust. Another howl poured from her maw as the inner waves continued, her claws tearing holes in the upholstery she'd so lovingly repaired when she'd found the cottage.