My Killing Stalker

My Killing Stalker

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"Don't tease me" "Tell me how bad you want me rena " he says moving away I move closer, fuck it at this point "I want you , all of you,I want to feel you inside me ,deep inside me , I can't contain myself anymore, I want you to deny me from cumming I want to feel you cum inside of me , I want to moan you name as you fuck me harder , I will let you do anything if you touch me right now" I have never wanted someone to fuck me this badly. Arena always felt like she was watched , someone watched her every move , whenever she told anyone they would laugh in her faces saying who could ever stalk her but at 16 she confirmed when he left a necklace on her bed and his scent filling her room I saw him , locked eyes with him through my window, I was 18 then , my very first time seeing him we stared at eachother for 5 minutes straight until he started to move. She is a drug , my drug sent to torture me and I was fucking addicted to Arena, The only weapon against me.
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I ran as fast as I could. " you can't run away from me forever sweetheart, you are mine." He said, " what do you want from me?" I screamed at the top of my voice. I was frightened. "Isn't it obvious by now?" He asked but it was more of a statement. Suddenly, he was in front of me making me stop abruptly. He placed his hand on my face, and his fingers pierced into my skin, drawing out blood, I winced in pain. He brought his face close to mine. "You, I want you, Deva," Following that, he disappeared into thin air. My eyes flew open. My breathing was faster than usual. I had been dreaming. "It's him... Again" I whispered. "He's the one turning my dreams into nightmares." He's been doing this since the day I turned 15. I'm Deva Devona, a 20-year-old princess and the only daughter of Queen Devina. I grew up without the love of a mother. My Mother, Queen Devina, is a very powerful witch whose only worry is her kingdom. She's very powerful so she's feared by many including werewolves, vampires, and demons. Demons... Excluding the man who has been tormenting me in my dreams, even my mother fears him which means whoever he is, he's a mighty being. Little things I could gather of him told me he was indeed a very powerful person. The most powerful person in the world.

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