My Hatred, My Soulmate

n's

ake me. Please t

d in my ears I am slowly losing control of myself. I shak

giving a punch. I'm supposed to be stabbing her straight in the heart and committing the act

so silk and so soft it is evaporating my senses

ave already managed to take off her shirt and her bra and looking at those e

sible. How the hell

bed with pleasure. I know that if she was in her right senses, she would not be doing this. She wo

stop myself. My entire body is not in control. My mind is not

s craving. Goddess I can't stop. I don't know how I rip off

," she begs. My

is drivi

to the bed. I spread her legs and move in

ns as I plunge

ck

to the realm of the creator or perhaps the moon goddess herself. I

s have suddenly become connected. I can feel it. I can hear her thoughts. I can hear everything that is going on deep within her

e access to fuse and connect my body deeper into hers. I grab a fistful of her hair and pl

. What the hell is my problem? I'm not supposed to be doing this. But

otic dance as I increase my pace,e, pounding

ase. Baby... ahhh, Fuck!!" She m

ess!

ing potentially. I can feel my wolf threatenin

der and harder as our groans and sh

s occurred deep down within us as we cry out loud, our voice echoing loud

he is now panting extremely hard beneath me. She then chuckle

says while still panting hard. "why don't you take o

ake hold of her hand immediately. I can't allow h

ow shut close as she delves quickly

made herself? She just

ashes fall resting against her rosy cheeks. I look at her, her

I hate to admit that

ection up this close. But as I am looking at her right

hat the hell am I doing? S

plainably hard to take away my gaze from her. I look at he

d and she won't even know that I am the one that she had an encounter with. That i

still finding it hard to look aw

ry endlessly, making it hard

lothes, I stand at the foot of the b

st leave her like this? I think to mys

o resume torturing the living light out of her. It still doesn't mean anything. This is j

gainst it to walk out. But I don't kno

w, Damon. What are you wait

y again. Oh, goddess. I think to myself and slap m

will be a

et, pulling it over her till it has covere

her silk pale face and her bea

What the hell is she doing to me? I wonder and storm out of the be

e is jumping wildly. It appears that the DJ must have played one of th

ly thought in my mind is to just go home. But then I think abou