09-28-2018, 12:16 PM
Ugh, god, he was such a fucking guy, completely ignoring her words in favor of getting his filthy fuckin’ paws all over her. Which could be fun under the right circumstances. Like when she wanted the guy cough Dov cough. This guy’s hungry groan made her gag a little, his lips trailing along her neck sent a shudder through her right along with another rush of pain from the heat of him as he tried to convince her she was his.
The fuck she was.
“The fuck I am,” she growled, but it turned into a scream as he pressed his face into her neck, laid it there as it burned away hair, made her flesh sizzle and pop and char, left her writhing in vain trying to get away from the fire he pressed into her.
Fuck, she was shaking as he pulled back to look, slumping against the tree, knees weak from the agonized scream of pain nerves firing frantically, shrieking in her head and coming out her mouth just a shaky, pained little whimper. Her teeth clenched and she bit back keening cry as he licked her, the sensation so fucking strange through layers of dead, ruined skin and nerves raw from the fresh wound.
She panted, god, just trying to catch a breath as he kept trailing his lips along her charred flesh, screaming and struggling to break free all over again as he peeled skin away and kissed the muscle beneath. He pulled back to grin down at her, his lips dripping red with her blood, and she snarled again. Her blood was meant to drip from lips far prettier than his, with a sexy little spot of starlight just beside them that she so loved to bite.
“No,” she growled, and lashed out, twisting to try and bite that sick fucking smirk right off his mouth, aiming another bite for his neck, ignoring the pain of his fire against her face in favor of getting some of his damn flesh between her teeth too, maybe even is damn blood on her lips if she was lucky.
She wasn’t fuckin’ his. If he wouldn't listen, she'd just have to show him.
The fuck she was.
“The fuck I am,” she growled, but it turned into a scream as he pressed his face into her neck, laid it there as it burned away hair, made her flesh sizzle and pop and char, left her writhing in vain trying to get away from the fire he pressed into her.
Fuck, she was shaking as he pulled back to look, slumping against the tree, knees weak from the agonized scream of pain nerves firing frantically, shrieking in her head and coming out her mouth just a shaky, pained little whimper. Her teeth clenched and she bit back keening cry as he licked her, the sensation so fucking strange through layers of dead, ruined skin and nerves raw from the fresh wound.
She panted, god, just trying to catch a breath as he kept trailing his lips along her charred flesh, screaming and struggling to break free all over again as he peeled skin away and kissed the muscle beneath. He pulled back to grin down at her, his lips dripping red with her blood, and she snarled again. Her blood was meant to drip from lips far prettier than his, with a sexy little spot of starlight just beside them that she so loved to bite.
“No,” she growled, and lashed out, twisting to try and bite that sick fucking smirk right off his mouth, aiming another bite for his neck, ignoring the pain of his fire against her face in favor of getting some of his damn flesh between her teeth too, maybe even is damn blood on her lips if she was lucky.
She wasn’t fuckin’ his. If he wouldn't listen, she'd just have to show him.