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Rating:
Adult +
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11
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1,709
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1
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The Rebirth
She felt tired after her tale. She had neglected to tell him everything. Her soul had died the night she went to that damned hospital. She was tortured beyond sanity. Electricity had entered her body over and over again. His beating of her was relentless. At only ten years old they showed no mercy.
She felt a warm body lie against her and she turned to bury her face in its comfort. Erik, he was a tortured soul also, each having their gifts and burdens. She thought, Maybe we are more alike than we think.
She felt the need to consume him once more and this time she would not hold back. She would give him herself fully; for, she knew that no matter what happened her heart was his.
She lowered herself beyond the blankets, tore the undergarment he had restrained himself with, and put his manhood in her mouth. He gasped at the embrace. She licked his tip as her hand massaged the sac of his loins. The music he made as she touched him was pure heaven. She took him in her mouth and began the slow process of pleasure as she bit softly, kissed, licked and sucked at his hard flesh.
She could not do this for long. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up to him. They locked eyes, the fire that consumed them forever bonding them.
Erik’s POV:
He met her eyes with such a fire that she could not look away. He knew in that moment that she was surrendering to him fully. She loved him and it was time to remove the last obstacle between them. Her eyes locked with his, he slowly reached for the mask and pulled it from his face, along with the wig. He held his breath not knowing what her reaction would be.
He didn’t have time to think, for she crushed him with her embrace and began licking the distorted flesh. He tried to grasp her hands but she pushed him down hard. She began an assault of his senses. She sat atop of him, her fingers tracing the flesh that had never been touched by anyone but himself.
He allowed himself to be controlled for the first time. He let her do as she pleased no longer caring what she would do. He wanted it more than anything. He had hoped she would be open to new things and was pleasantly surprised that she was.
She turned around and let him view her from behind rocking her hips back and forth. He gasped at this, before he could respond she slipped him inside her. He sucked in his breath, he let go of his pride, and succumbed to her body. All the emotions of his life had come in one single instant of happiness. He grabbed her waist and pumped into her at a matching speed. He quickened the pace and she met his every move. She had done this to him. She had made him whole, and for the first time in his life, he felt as a man should feel. He rose to his knees with her still atop of him. He pushed her to the bed and took her from behind. He pulled slightly away to position himself better. He grabbed handfuls of her hair and he bent slightly over her wanting to touch more than just the entry. His need of her was so great that he almost came at the slightest movement. He rocked into her slowly and his words of silk spun out of his mouth, "Imbri, my vermei... I love you"
She cried out to him and she exploded with such a force that he couldn't hold it any longer. He pulsated within her as she did. He lowered his mouth to her and kissed her with raw emotion.
"Tell me you love me," he uttered as he fell onto his back beside her, his face looking into hers as he shed tears of pure joy.
She cried as well, "I love you more than life itself."
They embraced one another and for the first time in their lives they found comfort in each other's arms.
She felt a warm body lie against her and she turned to bury her face in its comfort. Erik, he was a tortured soul also, each having their gifts and burdens. She thought, Maybe we are more alike than we think.
She felt the need to consume him once more and this time she would not hold back. She would give him herself fully; for, she knew that no matter what happened her heart was his.
She lowered herself beyond the blankets, tore the undergarment he had restrained himself with, and put his manhood in her mouth. He gasped at the embrace. She licked his tip as her hand massaged the sac of his loins. The music he made as she touched him was pure heaven. She took him in her mouth and began the slow process of pleasure as she bit softly, kissed, licked and sucked at his hard flesh.
She could not do this for long. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up to him. They locked eyes, the fire that consumed them forever bonding them.
Erik’s POV:
He met her eyes with such a fire that she could not look away. He knew in that moment that she was surrendering to him fully. She loved him and it was time to remove the last obstacle between them. Her eyes locked with his, he slowly reached for the mask and pulled it from his face, along with the wig. He held his breath not knowing what her reaction would be.
He didn’t have time to think, for she crushed him with her embrace and began licking the distorted flesh. He tried to grasp her hands but she pushed him down hard. She began an assault of his senses. She sat atop of him, her fingers tracing the flesh that had never been touched by anyone but himself.
He allowed himself to be controlled for the first time. He let her do as she pleased no longer caring what she would do. He wanted it more than anything. He had hoped she would be open to new things and was pleasantly surprised that she was.
She turned around and let him view her from behind rocking her hips back and forth. He gasped at this, before he could respond she slipped him inside her. He sucked in his breath, he let go of his pride, and succumbed to her body. All the emotions of his life had come in one single instant of happiness. He grabbed her waist and pumped into her at a matching speed. He quickened the pace and she met his every move. She had done this to him. She had made him whole, and for the first time in his life, he felt as a man should feel. He rose to his knees with her still atop of him. He pushed her to the bed and took her from behind. He pulled slightly away to position himself better. He grabbed handfuls of her hair and he bent slightly over her wanting to touch more than just the entry. His need of her was so great that he almost came at the slightest movement. He rocked into her slowly and his words of silk spun out of his mouth, "Imbri, my vermei... I love you"
She cried out to him and she exploded with such a force that he couldn't hold it any longer. He pulsated within her as she did. He lowered his mouth to her and kissed her with raw emotion.
"Tell me you love me," he uttered as he fell onto his back beside her, his face looking into hers as he shed tears of pure joy.
She cried as well, "I love you more than life itself."
They embraced one another and for the first time in their lives they found comfort in each other's arms.