Well, that was eventful. Believe I taught her, her bloody lesson. Of course the crazy bint seemed to enjoy it a bit too much. Although gotta admit its nice having my way with her. Can’t bloody beat that can you now. Went all soft for too long. Even in the sack I was all soft. Forgot what if felt like to have my bleeding way with the girl
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But no. I had to prove loyalty to him, prove I wanted him or some shit. So yeah, like some stupid piss on I laid here for days - three I think - and let him beat, cut and abuse me. Not to mention fuck the ever livin' shit outta me.
That was the not so bad part.
I loved when he was hard, rough and did everything to make me scream for him. I was his, I wanted to be his. I wanted more then a rough fuck. I wanted a mate. I had to prove that to him somehow.
“Look at you all bound up with scars inflected upon your lovely body...Too damn bad you’re a vampire, that whole heightened healing thing...Would’ve liked to see those scars on you for longer. Would’ve always reminded you of what Sire did to you when you were a bad little kitten.”I grinned at him. "Bad little kittens get to cry and ( ... )
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Writhing under him as he fucked and marked me set my body on fire. I drug my nails down his back, tightening my legs around his waist, panting as he slammed into me repeatedly.
I started to feel a bit light headed when he finally pulled back, his lips crashing against mine and I kissed him deep and hard, feeling myself tighten around him I arched my back and started to shudder. "Ohhh fuck...I'm so close..." I growled and looked up at him. "Make me come....ohh damn...please."
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I pressed my lips against hers as I let out a moan. My whole body tightened up as I gave that last shove and everything was released. Slowly I came to a stop and stared into her eyes. I couldn’t say anything but just look at her. What was it? What changed me? I couldn’t explain this feeling that I got, was it there before but I wasn’t letting it in? Still blinded by the bloody slayer? But not anymore, I saw a whole new light of things.
“Well, then” was all I managed to get out. Didn’t want to turn too soft for her now did I? I slide off of her and onto my side. I traced her arm as she turned to face me.
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I was panting - even though I didn't need to - and he looked down at me, no words, just a look. I ran my hands over his chest and neck, wanting to say something, wanting him to say anything. I felt something in the pit of my stomach and I wasn't sure if it was good or bad or if it was new. But it was there, and it wasn't going away.
"Well, then."
He pulled out and laid next to me, I whimpered softly, feeling a void and I turned to him. I looked at his fingers as they trailed over my arm. "Spike..." I looked up and my eyes met his. I could kick myself for what I said next. "I know I'm not her, I'll never be her but..." Do you think you can give a fuck about me like you did her...
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She started to say something but stopped. Didn’t really know what she meant by what she was saying. “What luv? Your not who?” I looked softly in her eyes.
I could tell that she was holding back on something. Something that she wanted to say. Which might I say was a bit odd. The girl always spoke her mind and never held a damn thing in but now she was acting like the Tara she once, shy, timid, afraid.
I continued to lightly trace her arm with my figures. Her skin felt so cool and soft. Got to admit; I could get used to this.
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