Laine pov.
She then blush a dark read. "Come on I know you want to." I say with a seductive voice. She looked away in hesitation. Aww she so cute like this all exposed. With no one to run to. Mmm...maybe I want her more than I think . I grab a tuff of her hair and pull it gently. "You think you can get away from me just like that, little mouse?" I asked in a sultry tone. I hear her let out a primal moan nothing I ever hear before. I can't believe I made her do that...I want her to scream for me again. "Little mouse.....I need you to be a good girl or you would get your reward." I say in a low tone. I look into your eyes with
a sense of lust, I can't control myself. I pin you to the wall and watch your facial expression change.
I can believe she brings this beast out of me....like I'm a primal animal waiting for it's next meal. She my prey and I wanna get her, shes mine, all mine....I want her to know that. She MINE...my little mouse.
"You're mine...and if anyone else tries to take you away from me I....I...I will kill them and you got it little mouse." I growl in her ear my tone sending shivers down her spine. She nods in agreement not knwoing what she just signed up for. If she only knew that I was an insane masachist...I don't wanna hurt her but I will if I catch he with someone else. I take that type of pain again. Longing, waiting, amd crying. Longing for her love, waiting for her touch, ad crying of the thought of her being in someone elses arms. "Look little mouse...I love you and I only want you. It will kill me to be your second choice or not even a choice at all....I love you my prey...my little mouse." I say while holding her chin forcing her to look up at me.
I pull her in her face now centimeters away from mine our lips pratically touch but only off by one hair. I feel her breath on my lips and as I stare into those doe-like eyes my face flushes with heat. I grab her neck and squeeze it gently yet still firmly wanting her to moan for me some more, I can't resist anymore I kiss her passionately and deeply. Our tounges inter locking out moans colliding with each others, the room starts spinning as I melt to her touch.
I love you, little mouse.
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love in many ways.
RomanceIn this story of fate we have two witches running from their fate as Satans pawns, and yet if they only knew that their love would stronger as they spend their days together trying to survive. Wanna sneak peak of what is in store: She then blush a...
