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    There was a hollow ache bathing his throat and chest with emptiness. There was no other way to explain it. There was hunger. For flesh and blood – always -, but there were other cravings more prominent now. Salmon tongue almost lovingly caressed her sensitive throat while his teeth obediently tightened their grip on her skin. Not enough to choke, not enough to pierce the skin much, but deadly if she truly fought him. She wouldn’t do such a thing though. She was his now, and she would be his little toy until death breathed her soul away and out of reach. Unless.. he was the one devouring it. The demon loved the taste of souls. They should be together forever. They would be. Yes, he liked the thought of that. Tongue rasped harder against her skin now, thirsting and aching for the red current beneath.

   
”There, there, girl” he breathed, pulling back just a bit from her throat in order to hiss out those words, though the revealing tone in his voice could only upset her further. He knew now. Her maimed yet so attractive body made the male think of the black lady with the blood red eyes and of Svara. Ah, how long it had been since he had taken a female against her will. Few things were sweeter than taking something from those he lusted for. Yes, he decided; he wanted her. Had wanted it from the moment he had tasted her flesh and claimed her as his. She did not know, but she did not understand yet. Perhaps she would one day, perhaps not. The only thing that mattered was that Haku did

   
Her struggle against his weight and strength had seemed to pass unnoticed by the blue eyed demon until now. He wanted to send a crushing blow to shatter her skull, but that would transform this activity into some boring thing not worth his time. He wanted her to struggle and suffer, but he wanted some additional freedom of his own. By now she was probably aware that her death would not be as swift as what she had expected. He hoped for her sake that relief would never touch her heart, because he was planning to destroy her, slowly. As long as she knew who was in power, she couldn’t dare to try to fuck around with him. Not in the bad way, anyway.

   
The monster’s fingers suddenly released one of her wrists and twisted to allow him to stroke the hybrid’s face. they slid down her neck and suddenly raced to let his palm press hard against one of her beautifully curved breasts. His sharp talons pierced her fur as he groped, this was never supposed to be nice for her. It would be so extremely nice for him though. His fur bristled as that wonderful anticipation for what was lying immediately ahead of them, bringing forth a sort of tickling sensation mixed with that delicious feeling. Lust and some kind of twisted happiness. He wished he could kiss her. ”This will not be swift” his dark voice rumbled, thick with immorality. Already his body was responding to hers. She would know for certain now what was first on the carte du jour. ”This will not be pleasant.” He then added, unable to keep back a horrible grin.


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