painandtruth:

[The way that his lips felt against her, it was enough to send her over the edge. Didn’t she hate him just a few minutes before? Oh, and a little bit of her still did, which probably made this all the more pleasurable.] I want you. [She whispered.]

-he pressed his lips against her, sliding back up her delicate and nude form before hovering over her lips again; You, angel, must make me want you- make me hard for you. And I will make you mine. -As he said these words he brought the blade to her throat with no malicious intent, but applied pressure; Stroke me.

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   -He accepted her passionate embrace with glee, kissing her back with gusto and grinning his arousal into her grip as she...

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   [For a moment she wanted to tell him to stop calling her that, but she liked the way that it sounded as it passed...