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A Forced Arrangement (Russian_Vodka and Marie Massacre)

Mercy sat up, finding Marco. "At least someone is getting exercise," she said laughing. "I feel terrible, but these little things inside her are absolutely sapping all of my energy." She let her hands rest on her stomach. Walking into the pantry, she was starving now. She poured a glass of blood, drinking down before pouring another to sip on.
 
"Don't worry about it, we'll train once you're able to again." Marco replied, laughing with her as he panted lightly, having done some of the heavier part of his exercise instead of going for the light part to get back into shape gently.
 
"I always have fun." Marco knew it was a lie, he never really had much fun except when he got to fight, but he might as well be sarcastic. He got up from the floor, heading to where she was sitting before he kissed her forehead softly, grabbing a glass right after to get himself some water.
 
Mercy came up behind him. Her hormones were in overdrive and it was killing her. She wrapped her arms around his waist, one hand sliding down over the crotch of his pants.
 
Marco felt her arms around his waist as he smirked, feeling one hand sliding down. "You're eager my love." He whispered softly as he leant back against her, thinking that she would want to be with him.
 
"My hormones are in overdrive, of course I'm eager," Mercy whispered in his ear. Gently nipping at his neck. Her fangs ratracted so she wouldn't hurt him. "Take me, right now. We don't even have to go to the bedroom."
 
"Right here in kitchen? I was planning on some water." Marco grinned as he groaned from the feeling of her lips againsth is neck, her teasing him so badly as he closed his eyes, sweeping her around so she was between the kitchen counter and him as he kissed her neck, his body moving in against her's. "If you wish my beautiful wife." He seductively whispered into her ear.
 
Mercy moaned when his lips went to her neck, her pulse racing. She couldn't help it. It was her weak spot. A spot that made her go weak in the knees and drove her crazy elsewise. She had decided luckily on a dress that day. So there wasn't really any need to take it off if they didn't want to. Her hands moved over his body, exploring more then she had been able to the previous time.
 
Marco heard her moan as he kept going, loving how he could make her so weak. Loving the feeling of her hands all over his body as he. He pushed in against her, soon having her sit up on the counter, her dress being up by her hips as the bulge in his pants was clearly feelable for her. His lips still working her neck as his hands went to her sides, holding her gently.
 
Mercy decided that alowing him access to her whole was necessary. Sliding her dress up ad over her head. Leaving her nude before him. Moaning a bit as she felt his bulge. He was at least two inches bigger then Mikhail had been. And Mikhail was no small man. So she would hopefully get used to his size as she had Mikhails. Her lips also went to his neck, nipping and biting. Before moving to unbutton the rest of his shirt.
 
Marco watched her slip off the dress, seeing her figure in front of him. Though he was used to the somewhat broader lycan females, he was still able to be rough with Mercy even if she looked so much more fragile. He took in a good sight of her naked body, moving back in to kiss her neck as his hands moved different from each other, one around to the front, grabbing her breast and rubbing it and the other moving down to her ass, grabbing and squeezing it as he knew exactly what he wanted.
 
Mercy moaned as his hands went to her breast and ass. She loved the feeling of him grabbing her just rough enough. She was used to the more tender touch of the vampires. The slimmer body of the vampire. But he could throw her around like it was nothing, and she loved every minute of it. She let her hands run down his chest, sliding the button up off of his shoulders. Letting her hands move down she began playing with the belt on his pants.
 
Marco continued working her, loving every second of it even if she was slimmer than the other humans, she was well worth it. He was fully capable of of throwing her around easily if she allowed him, he knew that she was after all still a warrior like him. Feeling her playing with his belt, he knew exactly where she was heading, though he was gonna let her work the belt off herself this time, even if she was bad with them.
 
Mercy clenched her fist a bit. Glaring at the belt buckle she couldn't see. Running her hands over it for a moment to see what type of mechanism it was. Finally undoing it and looking up at Marco with a triumphant look on her face. She was glad she was finally able to undo a belt by herself. She had always needed help, always.
 
Marco was gonna let her do it by herself, the belt wasn't very difficult either as it was only a quick move and it would be undone and ready to be removed, smirking at her face he kissed her on her lips. "Remember how you did that, I'll be wearing the same type belt no matter what." He whispered softly to her, his lips and hands then resuming their work on her body, knowing she was enjoying it.
 
Mercy laughed, but then began to moan as soon as his hands back to her body. Closing her eyes she began to unbutton his pants. Her hormones were begging for a fucking. She unzipped this pants and pulled them along with his boxers, not wasting a moment of time. She looked up at him. Both of their bodies reveled to one another again. She of course couldn't see his. But she had felt it the night before.
 
Marco knew what was happening inside her as he didn't hold back, she wanted it badly. He felt his pants and boxers leave his body, leaving him naked in front of her. He knew that she wouldn't be able to see him, but she would feel him even more once he started. His lips and hands kept working her body, wanting her to beg for him instead of just moan. He wanted it to be better than that for both of them.
 
"Damn it! Don't fucking stand there and tease me! Fuck me!" Mercy growled reaching up and grabbing his shoulder, pulling him close. "Please, I fucking need it so bad it hurts. Fuck me!" Her eyes were conveying the urgency with which she needed him. She was a hormone addled mess, but one thing she could do was beg him to fuck her mercilessly. And that was exactly what she wanted.
 
Marco heard her, feeling her pull him in as he chuckled into her neck. "Next time, just say it before you strip us both." He whispered into her ear, chuckling a bit more as he parted her legs out and around his waist before he pushed his hard cock in against her wet pussy, parting her lower lips to thrust into her, not caring about having her adjust as he just begun fucking her, taking her roughly right there on the kitchen counter.
 
Mercy cried out when he pushed into her. Grabbing his shoulders roughly as he took her. She wasn't a virgin, but he was larger then what she was used to and it still hurt a bit to stretch to accomodate his size. She leaned up and began nipping at his neck, able to control her thrist for blood, despite feeling it rush past her lips,
 
Marco didn't care, he kept fucking her, loving her lips on his neck as he stretched her around his length, wanting her to feel pleasure and pain for having made the decision of begging him after getting them undressed. He took her, his speed and roughness increasingt heavily and at a quick pace as he took her, feeling the pleasure rise in his own body.
 
Mercy's moans rapidly became screams as he stretched her like no other had. She let her legs wrap around his waist. She loved having him inside her. She nipped lightly at his neck, her fangs putting a little pressure, but just enough to make it feel amazing.
 
Marco loved hearing her scream and moan as he took her, soon knowing she would have to be on top as he had been so much on top lately. He kept taking her, rougher and harder, stretching her even more as he added almost insane amounts of pleasure to them both as he soon finished roughly inside her, thrusting in against her as he filled her fully, his hot load spilling all the way into her.
 
Mercy gripped him tightly, screaming his name as she orgasmed, sending her to cloud nine. Closing her eyes tightly, she laid her head on his shoulder. She enjoyed his company greatly. Well, during these times anyway.
 
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