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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 19m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jul 22, 2021
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Paranormal
My heart pounded in my chest as he approached me. I could feel the sweat beading on my forehead. Yet there was a cool breeze tossing my hair around. When he reached me he grabbed me forcefully by the jaw making my eyes eyes meet his. I found dark orbs starring back at me. So dark and fierce I wanted to look away but he held me still. "Don't run, you'll regret it." He pulled me in close burying his nose in the crook of my neck. He was smelling me, learning my scent. I was frozen in place, his deep voice making an unfamiliar warmth pool between my legs. He stepped back away from me his eyes darkening even more as he released a feral growl! I gulped then I made the worst decision of my life...I ran!
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"Are you scared little one?" Cameron asked, I couldn't trust my nerves to speak a whole sentence without stuttering so I opted to keep quiet. He offered a friendly smile and the girl looked me in the eyes with an expression of unknown intent. I felt a hand travel up my side, I nervously looked down to see that it was Cameron. I could see it in his eyes that he itched for more. The strong man that held me smirked as I looked at each of them, confused and lost for words. Cameron was tall with light brown hair and brown eyes; his physique was fit but leaner that the other man, the one who was in charge. He had jet black hair and stood a few inches taller than his friend; his face was scruffy with stubble that probably hadn't been shaved for a few weeks. His eyes were steel blue, and the pierced into mine and looked passed all guards I had put up. That man was strong, inside and out. The girl was only slightly taller than me, but the resemblance stopped there. Her hair was a dark ginger with strands of blonde, her eyes were golden brown, and her body was perfectly curvy. I couldn't help but watch as she twists and sat with her beautiful curves folding over on themselves. Her breasts were large pillows that I wanted to sleep on, and her wide hips dramatically lead to a tightened stomach. Her body looked soft, and I wondered what her thick thighs would feel like under me. I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality. These were my kidnappers; they stole me away from school and were probably going to do terrible things to me with the sick way they looked at me all the time. "Are yo-you going to kill me?"

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