Freedom. Zurena | Zulema y Macarena.

5.Attraction

Macarena almost ran down the hallway towards the shower from the library. The sound of the loudspeaker brought her to her senses, as if she had been doused with ice water. Her heart is breaking from her chest. What's going on with her? She shouldn't feel it. The blonde could understand if it was just an animal desire, but every time she caught the brunette's eyes and her lips broke into a smile, Maka felt this warmth in her chest. As if she feels something for a woman. To her, not to Fabio with whom she tried to build a relationship.

The girl literally flies into the shower part, where there are surprisingly a lot of people. Maka runs into the nearest booth and pushes the door behind him, but a foot stops her. Ferreiro turns abruptly, and it seems to her that all the air is flying out of her chest when she meets Zahir's gaze. Zulema follows her, slamming the door and turning the lock. Maka steps back slightly, resting his foot against the wall, feeling an acute lack of air from such closeness with a woman.

"What are you crazy about?"

She almost whispers, her voice abruptly dropped.

"Don't be afraid, blonde, I don't bite."

Zahir takes a step, then another, until the blonde's body is sandwiched between the toilet and the wall.

"Leave me alone."

Maca pushes the woman, finally waking up from the dope, but Zahir grabs her hands, forcibly unfolding and pressing her pelvis to her thighs.

"Did you know staring isn't good, dear?

"Fu ... What are you ..."

Maca falls silent when she feels the woman's body pressing into her, and her hand digs into Ferreiro's hair, roughly pulling forward to make the girl lean even more. At the last second, Macarena manages to put his hands forward, resting against the wall in front of her and hissing from a burning pain in the back of her head.

"Fuck you! Get your filthy hands off me! " The blonde kicks, trying to break free and capture Zulema.

She stops twitching abruptly, feeling her body betray her by sending a wave of shivers, and her underwear gets slightly wet when the brunette's teeth close on her neck, leaving a bite. She is turned on by the rudeness of this woman, as those brown eyes burn when she looks at the body of Macarena. It was enough for Zulema just to press on her, as she even without resisting spread her legs for her.

She hates this woman.

She hates herself for her body reaction.

She has to turn around and hit Zaire, but all she can want is that the brunette doesn't fuck so hard that she can't talk.

Zulema pulls the blonde's shorts with one hand, exposing her buttocks, which are hit immediately.

Maka screams, but immediately covers his mouth with his hand, remembering that there is almost the entire prison around.

"Hush ..."

Hot breath scorches her ear before teeth close again on the crisp white skin. She wants to moan, but Zahir prevents it by pressing his whole body against her and putting two fingers in her mouth. The first thing that Macarena wants to do is to be indignant, but she runs her tongue over the woman's fingers, writing circles and sucking lightly, to which she gets torn sigh somewhere in the back of the head.

One more hit.

Macarena bends in back, pressing his pelvis even more into Zulema and biting her fingers.

The brunette hisses viciously and a blow follows.

Yet.

Yet.