Althea Ravenwood Swan was Bella Swan's sister. After Charlie got Renee pregnant, they'd begun to have issues, fighting everyday. Until finally Renee chose to break up their relationship and staying until giving birth and could finally take Bella and...
He finished unlacing the strings, his movements were sharp and quick, desperate almost. He wanted to get that dress off of her, quick.
He suddenly pushed back the chair they sat on, grabbing her waist and making her stand. All Althea could do was allow him to move her however he wanted. She didn't make a single sound, but her rapid heartbeat was all he needed to know how she felt.
With the strings undone, he trailed his fingers up her arm. Caressing her warm skin with his own cold fingers, a shiver running down her spine. He gently grabbed onto the straps of her dress, peering down at her, he made eye contact. As if asking if she was sure. She nodded as she bit her lip.
He slid down the straps, the dress quickly pooling at her waist. And he suddenly stopped, quickly realizing that she wasn't wearing a bra. "No bra, in front of everyone". He mostly stated it as fact. Althea gulped as she grabbed the hem of the dress and let it drop to her feet. The only thing she had on were her panties, shoes had been discarded long ago and she couldn't help but notice the height difference when she wasn't wearing her high heels all the time. She'd always had a thing for tall and muscly men.
He eyed her body, taking in every curve and inch. She was gorgeous to him. Tan skin, opposite of his pale one. Big breasts that made him want to grab and suck on. Nipples hard with the coolness, yet looked plump and soft. Small waist, which always looked smaller again his big hands. Thick thighs, looking juicy and plump, and that ass. He'd always been a thigh kind of man, but Caius might just become an ass man just because of her.
Feeling the distance to be too big he grabbed onto her waist making her take a breath at the temperature difference. She was never able to feel temperatures as much, but it was like she could feel his just fine.
Pushing her close to him, her breasts pressed against the top of his stomach. He lifted her head, leaning down and kissing her roughly. It progressed until he gripped her hair, tugging it making her release a grunt at the feeling.
Hearing her, he reached down and grabbed under her thighs, lifting her in a swift motion. As if controlled, she wrapped her legs around his waist, arms wrapped around his neck.
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He kept his hands around her thighs, continuing the kiss. A wetness like no other started to pool on her panties and she was starting to get impatient. He was rough, yet wanted to make it slow. Have her beg him to do more. Touch her more. Stopping the kiss she pressed her forehead against his, "More".
He smiled as he looked into her eyes, fingers drawing circles against her thighs making her shiver. "What do you want Althea. Tell me."
