a thousand instincts (#1)

Euphoric State (49)

Aeress

    There were no lights except for what was flashing from above. Hues of blue and red and gold came upon the throng of grinding werewolves and humans, illuminating the outline of their half-naked bodies every other pulse. A scent of mingling sweat and perfumes fused, disrupting her focus completely.The music was so loud it was consuming, thrumming through her veins and evoking the kind of heat that drove most wild with lust. This was the kind of music you had sex to, unfiltered, shameless sex.

    They both made it to the middle of these untamed creatures. She couldn't center her eyes on just one thing. Everyone was just so beautiful and lively. For a moment, she was elevated to a euphoric state. 

    She felt his hands skim up her thighs before putting a claiming grip on her hips. Aeress didn't care that she kinda hated him and kinda loved him. She allowed herself to ignore it all, because it was so easy to, because she kinda wanted to. She touched up on her own body, waking up every nerve, and swayed her hips, becoming a seductress, the kind that made nations of men and women fall to their knees.

    Her hair was tossed around as she began to sweetly torture not only Warrick, but also herself. His hardness nestled perfectly into her ass, and she couldn't stop herself from rubbing against it. His groans in her ear only excited her further, and she felt alive. His hands did a little of their own exploring, massaging her just as much as he overwhelmed her skin with his heat and possession. 

    The lust between her legs made her feel like one whole, pounding, throbbing pulse. It was painful as much as it was blissful. 

    He forcefully turned her around so that she was facing him, and he claimed her mouth, kissing her with everything she ever wanted out of life. All the while, just like everyone else, they grinded to the beat of the music. It wasn't really dancing though, was it? No, it was thinly-veiled sex.

     Aeress allowed her head to fall back as he tasted her without an ounce of temperance. The sensation of his warm lips and tongue sliding across her flesh made her moan into the night, but this sound was swallowed by the crowd who were also experiencing this momentary paradise. All the while, she couldn't get close enough, she just needed him inside, stretching her and filling like she knew he would. 

     He pulled her back up with a harsh hold on her neck. She shuddered as he nipped at her almost painfully. "I'm not letting you go," he rasped into her ear, "I'll fight till my very last breath, but you will understand me, here and now." She whimpered as his palm came up between her legs and rubbed ever so softly. "You belong to me." His touched became urgent. "And tonight I'll make you scream until your voice is sore. You want to know why?" 

     She held onto him and looked up into those crazy, hungry eyes. "Why?" she gasped, needing him closer and closer. 

     "Because I take care of what's mine." 

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     Aeress couldn't breathe. Her throat was tired from all her screaming, just like he promised. She had never been so sensitive, feeling every nerve in her body contract and expand with mind-numbing bliss. There wasn't anything she couldn't feel, nothing got past her awareness. 

     She tried rolling away from the intensity yet again, bucking against his tongue as it ravaged her, but his hands just tightened their grip on the inner part of her thighs. There would be bruises in the morning, no question, but she just didn't care.

     Her lips kept healing only to be split open by her nibbling teeth. She looked down to see his face burried in between her thighs. The image was so incredibly erotic, she wanted to keep watching as he ate her like a thanksgiving meal. The way his head swayed and bobbed up and down, it was too much, not enough. He would switch between masterfully delving his tongue into her folds, playfully teasing her clit, and gently kissing her down there as if he was actually doing so with her mouth. The moments of gentleness threatened to break her.