left alone part 2

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Her eyes were not open to its fullest form, they were altered to reveal the sin of lust. Her lips were slightly parted as she lost herself in this overwhelming and unexpected feeling that came over her. It cannot be broken, the reason for it must and should result in sex, the work of evil shall begin.

King Michael craved her as much as her eyes told him, but he must abide by the rules amongst the kings and queens. He stepped back trying to loosen the heated sexual tension between them, but leta stepped closer.

Her innocent nature was stripped of her, her body language was free and dangerously pulling the king into the twisted drop of evil that tampered with her being.

"You may not step an inch further away from me, I urge for the closeness that you are able to bring and in sweet surrender, the oceans that drip with the insertion of what you were born with."

The king was gone and the lust within his eyes has risen. A smile slowly appear on leta's lips when she realized the change caused by her teasing words.

Both hands snaked around his neck, rested there until her lips needed to taste his. She allowed him to get a good look into her eyes, her slow blinks and the lick of her lips only turned him on even more.

She tilted her head, slowly bringing her lips closer to his. Her reluctant journey to his lips drove him crazy and he crashed his lips against her, backing her up against the wall. She smiled against his lips, she was fishing for that aggression from him.

Their moans combined as one as leta felt the drip between her legs. She moaned some more, Michael stepped back realizing where this was going. He ran his hand through his hair turning away from her unable to speak their reality, trying to catch his breath before turning back to her.

Leta was now half naked, gesturing for King Michael to come back to her to finish what they started. He was shocked but his lips remained together, leaving the only evidence within his widely opened eyes.

"I request for your teeth upon these fabrics, no hands just your white pearls pulling it down to reveal the gates upon which I ask, i plead for you to enter."

Desperation and lust was now present within her eyes, it sparkled at the thought of him inside of her, she bit down on her lip. Impatiently waiting for him to do as she wish.

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