TheCorsair
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- Dec 17, 2013
Shaking, Clara clung to Aurianna and sobbed. Matthias sat and watched the two women weep, listened to Ari swear revenge on Jeoram, and he mourned his own loss. He was all too aware that, once, he'd have sympathized. Understood the pain and fear that tore through them and been moved to try and help. But all he could feel was a faint contempt for their weakness, and the gnawing awareness that once he would have felt differently.
Clara eventually fell into a fitful sleep. Aurianna, worn by a nearly sleepless night and her own emotions, nodded off shortly thereafter. Matthias rose, draping Aurianna's cloak over the sleeping forms, then strode to the cave mouth. The scent of falling blood made his stomach rumble and his throat ache, and he felt the demon coil and stir within him. He remembered the taste of her blood, warm and rich, of her smooth skin and her dripping sex.
Growling a little, he turnedcand headed back towards the sleeping pair. By the time she woke, she wouldn't be able to stop him. Pressed into the floor, his fangs buried in her throat and his cock buried in her cunt, she wouldn't want to stop him. He could take what he wanted.
He stood iver them now, crimson gaze tracing the curve of her body under the cloak. He'd have her now, fuck her and feed on her until he was sated. And if her pet protested, then he'd show the yappy little bitch exactly why Ari had fucked him...
"Matthias..." Aurianna murmured, still sleeping.
He hesitated. Why, he didn't know. His demon stirred, irritibly, wanting blood and sex and pain and pleasure. Still, he hesitated. Finally, he turned away. She'd come to him willingly, he told himself. Surely, a Paladin spreading herself would taste better than one he took?
As he padded back to the cave mouth, he wondered how much he believed his own thoughts...
Clara awoke in stages. At first, she was aware only of warmth against her chest, and a sore right side, and a dull ache in her hands. Damnit, had Sue tried to hog the bed again..? Cracking her eyes, reality flooded back. She was sort of snuggled up against Lady Aurianna, and her side was sore from lying on a cave floor all night. "Uhm..." she mumbled, grinding sleep out of her eye with one hand. "Uh..."
"Morning, you two," Matthias called from the cave mouth. "Rain stopped about midnight, and I was able to bag a couple of quail. Should make a nice change from rabbit."
Clara eventually fell into a fitful sleep. Aurianna, worn by a nearly sleepless night and her own emotions, nodded off shortly thereafter. Matthias rose, draping Aurianna's cloak over the sleeping forms, then strode to the cave mouth. The scent of falling blood made his stomach rumble and his throat ache, and he felt the demon coil and stir within him. He remembered the taste of her blood, warm and rich, of her smooth skin and her dripping sex.
Growling a little, he turnedcand headed back towards the sleeping pair. By the time she woke, she wouldn't be able to stop him. Pressed into the floor, his fangs buried in her throat and his cock buried in her cunt, she wouldn't want to stop him. He could take what he wanted.
He stood iver them now, crimson gaze tracing the curve of her body under the cloak. He'd have her now, fuck her and feed on her until he was sated. And if her pet protested, then he'd show the yappy little bitch exactly why Ari had fucked him...
"Matthias..." Aurianna murmured, still sleeping.
He hesitated. Why, he didn't know. His demon stirred, irritibly, wanting blood and sex and pain and pleasure. Still, he hesitated. Finally, he turned away. She'd come to him willingly, he told himself. Surely, a Paladin spreading herself would taste better than one he took?
As he padded back to the cave mouth, he wondered how much he believed his own thoughts...
Clara awoke in stages. At first, she was aware only of warmth against her chest, and a sore right side, and a dull ache in her hands. Damnit, had Sue tried to hog the bed again..? Cracking her eyes, reality flooded back. She was sort of snuggled up against Lady Aurianna, and her side was sore from lying on a cave floor all night. "Uhm..." she mumbled, grinding sleep out of her eye with one hand. "Uh..."
"Morning, you two," Matthias called from the cave mouth. "Rain stopped about midnight, and I was able to bag a couple of quail. Should make a nice change from rabbit."