Hahvoc The Decepticon
Singularity
- Joined
- Mar 4, 2009
She had to be in paradise. It was the only thing she could make form in her mind as Alex gripped her hips and thrusted up into her so much harder and deeper. She felt him in the deepest part of her and it caused her to let out a moan mixed with what sounded like a growl. She felt almost dizzy, the feel of him in so many ways all-consuming. The mark had strengthened the physical bond between them and it meant that they were only for one another. She was his and only his now. His lips crushed against her own almost brutally as he ravaged her mouth with such passion that she wrapped her arms around his neck in order to stay grounded. She kissed him fiercely, as though she couldn't get enough of him. And it was true. She felt an overwhelming urge to sate his lust and desire until neither of them could move. She moaned into their kiss as she felt him hit her sweet spot, a chill going down her spine. She felt sweat coating her skin as he continued at his rough pace. It was what a mating was meant to be between a lycan. It was rough, possessive, and undeniable. Amaris felt her orgasm coming on quick, so much more pleasure gathering like a storm. Her nails clawed into his back as she ground against him, her tongue dancing furiously with his own. She hardly felt in control of her body and was nothing but instinct. Nothing but pure carnal lust.