He heard something in Mara's voice that he'd never heard before. In the throes of some of their most passionate and darkly heated moments, there had been words of lust and fire, of demand and rage and ecstasy. But Galen heard the new sound and it trembled through his body. It was need, it its most pure and powerful form. Mara begged for his cock to fill her again not just to give her pleasure, but because she needed to be connected to him.
As soon as he was sheathed in her cunt again, Galen understood a second thing: he needed her too, in the same desperate and absolutely necessary way. His thrusts were merciless, as was the rolling, pulsing grip of her pussy around his length. Galen needed to be in her, to feel her power resonating with his, their shadowy fires feeding one another.
It wasn't long before the heat and pressure built up to the critical mass, Galen feeling like he was holding a ruptured reactor inside of his belly. His crimson eyes locked with Mara's, now just as red as his own. Galen's voice was low, growling and almost impossibly deep.
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Date: 2009-04-16 01:42 pm (UTC)As soon as he was sheathed in her cunt again, Galen understood a second thing: he needed her too, in the same desperate and absolutely necessary way. His thrusts were merciless, as was the rolling, pulsing grip of her pussy around his length. Galen needed to be in her, to feel her power resonating with his, their shadowy fires feeding one another.
It wasn't long before the heat and pressure built up to the critical mass, Galen feeling like he was holding a ruptured reactor inside of his belly. His crimson eyes locked with Mara's, now just as red as his own. Galen's voice was low, growling and almost impossibly deep.
"Come with me."
He meant right then. He meant from now on.