"I couldn't, I didn't - "Īs he stood there, panting, angry, bloody as if he'd just returned from a war, she lost her.whatever it was she'd been feeling. His eyes, normally polished onyx, were tinted red. He was scowling at her, his lips peeled back from his teeth. A shadow beard dusted his jaw, hardening the angles of his face, making him appear all the more dangerous. Her tremors increased the closer she got to his face. His navel was surrounded by the faintest dusting of hair - how had she missed it before? - and his stomach was roped with hard lines of muscle, a testament to his inhuman strength. Gradually she dragged her gaze up his body.
The action released her from the trancelike state. "At my face." He jerked up his pants and fastened them. His penis rose proudly, still thick and full, smeared with desire and blood, the heavy weight of his testicles drawn tight underneath.Įven possessed as he was by the demon of Pain, she didn't understand how he could find release in so brutal a deed. Her gaze was held captive and tracked every drop that spilled.
She thought she saw the severed bone underneath the muscle and couldn't glance away. She didn't like the thought of other women doing something to him that she had not done - or perhaps could not do. She didn't like the thought of other women meeting his needs. Had other women hurt him like this? Pleasured him like that? The thought disturbed her, but not as it should have. "I - I - " She was shaking so badly, and her throat kept trying to close around a surge of bile. "I fo-followed you," she managed to get out. "What are you doing here?" Cold, no emotion.
Now he was looking at her through hooded eyes, lips grim, a crimson splatter on his chin. There was so much blood, a seemingly never-ending river pooling and congealing around him. That was what Reyes needed to experience pleasure? Before, part of her had thought she could maybe give him what he craved. DANIKA DIDN'T KNOW HOW to assimilate what she'd just witnessed.
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