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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Blur by Adelitas Way
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Redeeming
XXOᴜᴛғɪᴛ
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XXXOdette tossed and turned in her bed. She couldn't sleep yet. Her mind was still spinning, and she didn't know what to make of that notion. The club had a event the next night that she would need to attend. Most likely it would just end in her Father and her in a fight about the finances of the club.
It wasn't even worth the argument. She only wished her father would just give her control of the clubs. It was more work trying to balance the work between them, and time consuming when they didn't agree. Her father was still living in the older times, she had upgraded to the thought process of the modern world.
She pulled a journal from her nightstand, writing in it the events of the day to hopefully vent her unknown emotions out that way. Her writing had always been neat, small, and cursive. When she was stressed it only got smaller, and when she was done writing she had trouble reading the words she had written.
Odette didn't need light to write, as vampires were more adapt to the dark. She put the journal back into her dresser, laying her head on her pillow once more in hopes that she'd finally be able to fall asleep.
When she closed her eyes only reminders of how it felt when Adrian touched her rose in her mind. Or the way his kiss felt. Unlike the rest of them, it was something far more gentle. Odette didn't understand. People have kissed her in a rather chaste way before, even after sex. Why did it feel different then? She knew she was nothing more than a distraction for him as well. No feelings involved, hell - he hadn't even figured out her name yet.
Finally she closed her eyes with swarming thoughts, allowing them to become dreams. It wouldn't be till when the sun went down the next day she would leave her bedroom.
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XXɪPᴏᴅ : Filthy Heart by Adelitas Way
XXMᴏᴏᴅ : Satisfied
XXOᴜᴛғɪᴛ
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XXXRyder couldn't help but grin at the reaction that he coaxed out of her from a few touches and a sharp slap. He realized she was no delicate flower, and also that she wouldn't be treated like one. Thankfully, he didn't really know how to treat anyone like such a thing. People were violent creatures, sex shouldn't be any different in his eyes. It should be savage, wild, reckless, and everything in between.
"Fuck." He heard Natasha breath as she pushed herself up on the counter. When she pushed herself farther against him he let out a hiss through his teeth. She was such a tease. He couldn't help but love it a little too much. It only fueled the things he had in plan for her before the night was over. "Don't worry baby," she breathed with a wicked smirk. "I'm a big girl, I can take it." At her worlds he let out a low chuckle. He bent down over her.
"You're going to count down from 100, and if you cum before then, I'm going to leave you on this counter. Count nice and slow" he breathed against her ear before he went to give her ass another sharp hit. His fingers then massaged the red backside, after sliding down between her legs, only rubbing the outside of her, not quite giving her what she wanted.
"Am I clear?" he repeated, another sharp slap to her ass before his fingers continued rubbing her to prove the point. He'd only make it harder for her, get rougher. By the end if she wasn't squirming and begging - something wasn't right.
Go Ryder. Such a kinky little shit. Rofl