Witch Hunts

Chapter 5


Rage was on his knees picking at Faith’s front door lock. He heard a click and pushed the door open, ready to pounce if anyone was on the other side. Sin stood a foot behind Rage with his gun pulled and ready to fire if he had too. There was no movement in the apartment. They moved in to the threshold, looking around the darkness.
Sin opened a door to his left on the other side of the living room. The bathroom was empty. He glanced into the kitchen and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Faith’s little apartment was barely lived in and he wondered if she spent anytime there. He point to the stairs and Rage nodded in understanding. They made their way to the top and went to the door on their right, which was down the hall. It was the master suite, Faith’s room.
“Let’s make this fast.” Sin went to the closet and opened it. There was a suitcase at the bottom. He grabbed it and opened it on the bed. He started pulling things out of the closet and putting them into it. Rage was working on the dresser. He pulled out a black lace thong and smiled appreciative.
“Looks like Faith knows how to please a man after he gets her pants off.” Rage turned to Sin, knowing what reaction he had just provoked out of Sin. Sin didn’t disappoint him. He pulled the panties out of Rage’s hands.
“You get the closet.” He barked. Rage turned to do that laughing. Sin shoved the panties into his pocket, finished emptying the dresser, and zipped up the suitcase.
My laird, we have company. Danger’s voice rang in their head.
“About fucking time.” Rage was out the door and down the stairs in a blur of motion. Sin followed with the suitcase in his hand.
Damn, it looks like they were expecting us. Sin and Rage were out of the apartment and next to Danger.
“I’ve been waiting all night for this.” Rage was taking his knifes out of his coat. Danger and Sin followed suit drawing their own weapons.
“Well, well, well. I was wondering when you guys would come. Damien told me you had attack them to save the witch. I knew you would come get her stuff I just wish you were stupid enough to bring her with you. It would have been a lot easier for me.” A blond tall muscular man was the one to speak. He made his way to the front of the pack in human form.
“Hatred, it’s been a while.” Sin gritted out from clenched teeth.
“It has Sin and figure it takes a woman to bring us back together.”
“Leave her out of this.” Sin cocked his gun.
“I would, except my war is not with you at the moment. I want the witch, so be a good vampire and tell me where you are hiding her.”
“I’m not going to tell you.”
“That’s what I was afraid of. Oh well, it’s your funeral.” Hatred laughed turning to his men. “Attack.” They were swarming them then. Rage ducked a grey wolf came at him. As soon as the dog was on him he uppercut into the Changelings chest, twisting his knife and pulling it out. He spun around to get the next one coming at him and his knife sliced perfectly through the neck, blood pouring out all over Rage’s arm and the ground. Rage’s bitterly laugh echoed through out the silent apartment complex.
Danger was fighting two Changelings of to the right of Rage. His sword sliding into one of the wolves chest. The other came at him looking for vengeance, but Danger was prepared. He pulled a small throwing knife out of his boot and tossed it at the dog. It sank in between the Changelings eyes. The dog stood stun for a moment and then went instantly limp, falling to the pavement with a thud.
Sin, on the other hand, was firing round out of his Beretta’s left and right. He was making his way toward Hatred. He wanted to end this once and all. He was sick of the games that Hatred was so prone to play. Hatred just stood there watching Sin come toward him. He didn’t even seem worried. It was probably because Sin hadn’t even noticed the ten other dogs that had been coming out of the shadows of the apartment until it was too late.
He was brought down by six of them, all biting at his limps and clawing at his chest. Even his face was getting severe gashes on it from the paws that were everywhere. He lost both of his guns in the struggle. He got a hold on one of the mutts, snapped its neck with his bare hands, and ripped another’s heart clear clean of its chest. It didn’t stop more coming at him until he was completely pinned to the ground.
He needed to feed, his strength was dissipating fast and he wasn’t even strong enough to lack on to of the dogs to drain them. He couldn’t fight them anymore and the seemed to notice that. He could feel a changeling take a good chunk of flesh out of his side. He was fading quickly. Well, he did a great job protecting Faith.
Rage slashed at the wolves throwing the off his Prince so that Danger could grab him and drag him to safety. Rage followed them fighting off the vicious pack as he went. Danger threw Sin in the back seat of the Hummer with the suitcase, then unsheathed his sword again. One got a hold of his arm, ripping a good amount of flesh from it. He brought his other elbow up and slammed it do on its head with a nasty whack, knocking the dog out cold.
Rage, the Berettas. Rage flipped his daggers into the hoisters and held his hands out, bidding the guns to him. They flew from the ground into his waiting hands. He released the empty clips and held a hand out demanding the loaded clips from Sin’s belt. They crashed through the window of the Hummer and into his palms. He quickly loaded the guns.
If I weren’t so weak Rage, I would kick your ass for that. Sin growled in his mind.
Bite me. I’m saving your ass here. Rage cocked the gun back and started firing rounds. A silver bullet hit a Changeling in the side of the head and it exploded, sending chunks of flesh everywhere.
That was sweet. Danger’s laughter rang out.
Wonder if I could pull that off twice.
Well, here’s your chance. To your right. Danger shot at him, cutting a wolf in half through the stomach. Rage swung his right hand to the side a bit and fired, the bullet left the chamber and caught the dog in between the eyes. Its head exploded covering Rage with the residue.
Score. Ten points for the vamp in black. “Who’s next?” He growled aloud.
“Pack, retreat.” Came Hatred’s sharp command from the darkness, but was nowhere to be seen. The Changelings were gone in an instant.
“Let’s go, Rage. We have to get Sin home and fed.” Danger opened the passenger door and got in. He turned to look at Sin. “Hold on.” He ordered, firing up the engine.

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Hatred watched the men get into the car. He was impressed, they were good. Two of them alone held off fifteen of his pack to protect their Prince. He knew the vampires would be a challenge, but he didn’t realize they were that skilled. One thought kept nagging at him though. Why was Sin so careless? He had never been so reckless before.
“Boss?” Damien brought him out of his thoughts.
“Follow them. I want to know where they are keeping her. Make sure you are not seen.”
“Yes, sir.” Damien left him. Hatred pondered the situation carefully.
“What is a vampire helping a witch?” He thought aloud. “Sin, what are you up too?”

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Danger took the long way to Sin’s house to make sure they weren’t being followed. He hadn’t seen anything out of the ordinary, but something didn’t feel quite right. Rage seemed to feel it too for he indicated for Danger to pull over. Danger did so and Rage was out of the car, taking flight to the sky. Danger continued on his way.
No one roamed the streets tonight as if they knew that something bad had been unleashed into the night. This was good because hell was falling all over the city and now none of the vampires knew how to prevent it. There was not much anyone could do, not with Sin out of commission that is. But then again, that’s if anyone wanted to do anything about it.
There is one following us. Rage sent to him.
Just one? That was quite the surprise. Hatred usually sent a clan to attack them. Why would he send only one this time? It was unlike him and very suspicious.
It looks like it.
Do you think we could manage to carry Sin and fly? We can’t waste anymore time or we are going to loose him.
It’s worth a shot. I’ll meet you at the corner of the next street. Rage broke off the mental wavelength and Danger pulled the car to the side of the curb. He made a mental note of what streets were so Margret could pick the car up in the daytime. He shut the engine and got out waiting for Rage, who appeared from an alleyway in between two buildings across the street.
“How’s he doing?” Danger opened the door so Rage could see for himself.
“We need to go now.”
“I agree.”

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Faith sat at the kitchen counter sipping slowly on some warm herbal tea. She had just finished another bowl of beef stew. She was quite content just sitting there in peace and quiet. She hadn’t seen Sin for a couple of hours and was starting to wonder where he had gone off too.
She found herself always thinking about him even when she tried not too and it was starting to get on her nerves. The man was like a drug that she was addicted too and seemed to not be able to shake the habit. She rose to her feet and went to the sink. She let the water run out of the faucet so that it warm up. She grabbed her bowl and started to wash it while humming softly to herself. She put the clean dishes on the strainer and picked up her cup heading for the door.
Before she could reach the handle, she heard the front door slam open and a loud thud. She rushed out of the kitchen and down the hallway to stop dead in the entryway. Two men, whom she remembered vaguely at the club, sat on the tile floor with Sin lying next to them. They were breathing hard and had big proud grins on their handsome faces. There was blood everywhere. Sin was bleeding on almost every place on his body and the other two had a few gashes here and there. They hadn’t seemed to notice her.
“Fuck, talk about the ultimate adrenaline rush.” The one with gorgeous black hair, which was highlighted with maroon rose to his feet.
“Yeah, you’re telling me. I swear to god, I thought you were going to drop him.” The one with dark brown hair and green eyes stated. Then it dawned on Faith this is Rage and Danger. Danger pulled his shoulder length hair back into a leather band and grinned from ear to ear.
“Whatever.” They both looked up to see Faith standing there horrified. Danger gave her a charming smile.
“Hi there. I suppose you don’t know where Margret is.”
“I’m right here.” Came the harsh female voice that belonged to the old woman. She was coming down the stairs in a steady pace, showing no emotion to the three below. “What happened?”
“What does it look like you old hag?” Rage snapped. “We got ganged raped.” She ignored him.
“Let’s get him down stairs to his chamber, Danger.”
“There was at least twenty five Changelings waiting for up. Sin took quite a beating.”
“It looks like it.” Margret muttered, Rage and Danger took each end of Sin’s large body and followed Margret threw a door and down the stairs to the cellar.
Faith followed because she was so concerned. There were at least a hundred wines littering the shelves on the walls. Faith would have to explore this later when she wasn’t so upset. Margret picked a certain wine bottle up and the wall next to them swung open leading down some more stairs winding down into darkness. They descend them quickly and once they got half way down into the darkness, candles lit magically to guide their path.
At the bottom was a huge room, illuminated by candles. In the middle of the room was a king size bed times two. It had black lace curtains surrounding the whole bed and black pillows with a black comforter. Faith stared in awe. This place was so peaceful and beautiful. Who would have thought that a big bad man would be a sucker for candles, many pillows and blankets with the smell of incense in the room.
Margret pulled the blanket down so Rage and Danger could place Sin in his bed. Of course, the sheets were black too. The men laid Sin down carefully and Danger rushed to the bathroom at the side of the room. He came out with a medical kit, towels and a bucket of water. Margret had already stripped off Sin’s blood crusted clothes and had them lying at the foot of the bed.
“I want to help.” Faith stated finally finding her voice.
“Then stay back.” Rage barked handing Margret a towel from the pile on the tableside. The old woman dipped it into the water and started to clean the wounds of the dried blood and dirt so they wouldn’t be infected.
Faith watched Margret run the towel over Sin’s broad chest. Faith’s mouth went dry with want. Her heart fluttered in her chest and sped up. She had never imagined that Sin would be this glorious naked. It confirmed her thoughts that he was definitely a god, a god of sex to be exact. His body was made to please a woman. He was equipped with all the right stuff to make a woman beg for more. This man had broad shoulders, well defined pecks and a washboard stomach that she could do her laundry on for a lifetime. There was no sign of chest hair except for a little below his belly button that leads to… She forced herself to avoid looking there. It wasn’t proper. He had a slim lean waist with muscular hips and strong legs that showed that he was a warrior not just an everyday man.
Without her consent and as hard as she tried not too, her eyes fell and widen on the sight of his dick. Even when he wasn’t hard he was huge. She knew hard, he would be long, round, and oh so deliciously thick. She felt a rush of desire coarse through her body and a wet puddle start between her legs in anticipation for the way it could be between them if she would only allow it.
Margret got out a needle and thread and started the precise stitching of the tears. Danger and Rage also had needle and thread of there own, working to sow the wounds, so that he wouldn’t bleed anymore then he already had.
“He’s going to need blood, hag.” Rage bit off the thread and tucked the needle back into the kit.
“I don’t have anymore in the emergency supply. I was going tomorrow morning to get some more.”
“We can’t waste more time.” Danger sounded so desperate, so worried about his Prince. “We can’t even spare him our blood because we lost a good amount too and need to feed ourselves.”
“I can’t do it for him because I’m too old. My blood wouldn’t be substantial enough.”
“I’ll do it.” Faith straightened her shoulders and tilted her chin in determination. They all turned and looked at her skeptically. “Do you want him to die?” She snapped. They looked sheepish, but nodded in understanding.
“Come here.” Rage held out his hand to her. Margret moved to leave the room not wanting to watch this. She had never liked to watch them feed for any reason. Rage tugged Faith to sit on the bed next to Sin.
“Are you sure?” Danger asked from behind her.
“I want to help him. If this is what I have to do, then yes I’m sure.” Rage leaned forward and blew on her neck softly. He ran his tongue along the artery. She closed her eyes and held her breath in anticipation. She felt Danger get on the bed, on the other side of Sin. She glanced over at him and that’s when Rage sank his fangs deep into her neck.
She cringed from the slight pain of the bite but forced it into the back of her mind. Rage drew away from her and turned her head so she was facing Danger. She could feel the blood trailing down her neck to her shoulder, falling into the valley between her breasts. Danger was lifting Sin’s body, so they could press her throat against his slightly parted lips. For several seconds nothing happened.
Faith started wondering if it was too late. That maybe they already lost him. Her heart was crying out in denial. Sin had to be stronger then that. He would fight to stay alive. She willed him to drink in her mind, pressing the command at Sin’s lifeless body. Suddenly, Sin convulsed against her and his teeth sank into her throat in need, making her cry out in pain. His arms wrapped around her body like steel bands and dragged her down into his chest.
He drank greedily as her body started to tingle all over and she could feel herself melting against him. Her eyes fluttered open and she held Danger’s seawater gaze. Slowly her vision started to blur and her heart beat got slower with every long pull Sin took from her. It took both Danger and Rage to drag Sin off her.
She finally felt his arms leave from around her, and then she felt like she was falling endlessly. She knew she was going to his the ground. When she did, it was a lot softer then she had anticipated.

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Rage quickly caught Faith in his arms before she hit the floor. She was unconscious, but still breathing, so everything was okay. Sin’s breath wasn’t sounding so labored anymore and came in steady. They had made it in time. It had taken both of them all their strength to pull Sin off her. He was starved to the point that he had no concept of what was going on around him and he had no idea that he had been feeding off Faith.
Rage hauled Faith fully into his arms. Danger moved from the bed and they made their way back up to the main house. The wall closed soundlessly behind them in the cellar, to seal their lifeless Prince in the protected room. The cellar looked like there was no activity.
“I wonder if she has any idea what her blood just did to him.” Danger asked softly, staring at the unconscious girl in Rage’s arms.
“Probably not. I don’t even know what she just did to him.” Rage headed for the library.
“She is gorgeous, isn’t she?” Danger’s voice held a note of reverence.
“They’re all the same.” Rage responded. He laid her down on the plush couch. Danger grabbed a blanket and placed it over her still body. “Have you talked to the hag yet?”
“Why do you call her that? She’s saved your ass more than once. You should give her some respect.” Rage laughed.
“That is me giving her respect and she knows that. That’s why she’s not a bitch about it, unlike you.” He headed for the door as his best friend bore a hole through his back. “Anyway, I have things I have to do. I’ll see you around.” Danger was left alone with the unconscious Faith. He let his gaze fall to her and his face softened.
He hoped that she was as strong as everyone was proclaiming her to be, because she was going to need it. Not only against the Changelings, but also Sin. Danger knew that his Prince had quite the interest in the girl. Which he could see why, the woman was tremendously beautiful. Her black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a dark waterfall and those lush lips spoke of an innocence that had yet to be touched.
This girl was for a strong warrior and Sin was that man. Sin needed to be that man. It had been so long since Sin had been touched by a caring hand and used for his body that he needed to be loved by a pure heart. Not a tainted heart.

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Sin slowly came around. His body was healing exceptionally well, which was surprising. With the type of wounds he had, it would have taken at least a weak to feel completely normal, which is how he felt now. He hadn’t slept for a week straight had he? He could feel the I.V. in his arm feeding him donor blood. He let his eyes open, staring at the ceiling waiting for his vision to clear from the fogginess of his rest. He went to move his left hand to brush a loose strand of hair out of his face.
That’s when he felt the pressure of a smaller hand in his. He turned to see Faith in a chair by his bedside. She was sleeping with her head on his pillow next to him. His breath caught painfully. She looked so at peace. Her lashes lying lightly on her cheeks, lips slightly parted as steady even breaths went in and out of her strong athletic body. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun, run away strands falling to frame her face.
He slipped his hand out of hers and pulled the sheet off so that he could sneak out of the bed. The cold air hitting his naked flesh made him stop in the process and raise an eyebrow in inquiry. He wondered in she was the one that took his clothes off and saw everything he had to offer. A knowing smile cross his lips at the thought of what he could offer her, all the lusty possibilities. He moved to the edge of the bed, pulling the I.V. out of his arm and was about to stand up.
“Don’t you dare!” Came a harsh feminine voice. He turned with a charming smile to look over his shoulder to see her storming hazel eyes glaring at him.
“Well, good to see you too, kitten.”
“Lay down and cover yourself man.” She snapped, turning to grab something. He was on the other side, one hand grabbing her arm and the other her chin, tilting it to the side with biting fingers. She gritted her teeth so not to cry out from the pain of his hold.
He ran his gaze over the puncture holes on the side of her neck. His anger building with each moment he looked at the marks. How dare someone take her blood? If it were one of his brothers, he would kill them first, then as questions later. He turned her head forcefully so he could look into her eyes. Her green gaze looked startled at his brutality.
“Who did it?” He growled. “Which one bit you?” She looked confused at first, and then yanked his hand off her chin.
“You did, you overbearing bastard.” She snapped, rubbing her chin.
“What!” He bellowed, his voice echoing off the walls of his chamber. He picked up the phone next to his bedside and dialed. There was a long silence through the room as he waited for Danger to pick up the phone. “Are you fucking insane?” He yelled into the phone. It was quite comical and Faith tried so hard not to laugh, but couldn’t help it. He glared at her as he continued to lay it on Danger. “Why would you let Faith give me her blood?” More silence followed his question. Sin’s face was slowly growing red with his building fury and she knew that whatever Danger was saying it was not what Sin wanted to hear.
Faith took the chance to ogle Sin while he was distracted. His back was smooth and brood with long black hair that cascaded down his back to caress the center of it. The sheet lay over his lap, barely covering him. She could feel her mouth start to water and her fingers inching to touch him. After seeing him completely naked her mind would not let that image fade and she wanted to see him that way again, but aroused and hot for her.
“Do you realize what her blood could have done to me?” That snapped her attention back to the one sided conversation. She hadn’t even stopped to realize that her tainted blood could have done something to him.
“What do you mean?” She asked. He ignored her and continued venting on the phone. “What will it do to you?” She hollered at him.
“Will you shut up woman!” Sin hissed at her, through clenched teeth.
“Don’t talk to me that way, you cow.” Sin set the phone down and turned to her.
“If you don’t shut that pretty mouth of yours I’m going to gag you and tie you to my bed.” His eyes told her he was not kidding. She gapped at him for several seconds trying debating if she should really push him or do as he ordered.
She was more than a little hurt. She had helped mother him back to health and this is how he treated her. Where was the ‘thank you’ she deserved or maybe even a hug? How about a pat on the butt with a ‘good job’ that followed, anything other then him threatening her as if she was some kind of terrorist here to blow up the world.
She moved to leave not willing to deal with his attitude. Sin leaned back on the bed grabbing her belt loop. She glared down at him with fire in her eyes. Her breath caught as her eyes wandered down his body. His chest was smooth and ripped. She was convinced it was an eight pack she was seeing on his stomach. Below his belly button was dark hair trailing down to disappear under that sheet.
That bloody sheet barely covered what was underneath it. She swore that she could see a part of his ball hanging out. His completely right thigh and leg was visible. They were both as muscular as his abs. He was rock hard from head to toe and she wanted some of that yummy goodness.
“Yeah, just get your ass over here when you can.” Her eyes snapped back up to his face to see a wicked smile on those luscious lips and a blazing heat in his blue eyes that clearly stated he knew exactly what she was thinking. He hung up the phone and she followed him with her gaze, not without catching the sight of the tent in the sheet though. She had a suspicious if she didn’t get out of his room now she was not going to be able to escape. He turned back to her slowly almost predator like.
“How could you be so careless?” He snapped. She raised her eyebrows in surprise.
“Me careless? You should have seen yourself when you got here three nights ago.” She yelled. “If anyone was careless it was most definitely you. I thought we had lost you.” Everything that happened that night flooded back into her. The horror, the blood and see the man that she had to help her survive her own horror laying on the tile floor practically dead. “I didn’t know what to think. Two guys hovering over you, that I barely even knew and Margret calling orders left and right. Nobody letting me help with anything so all I could do was stand back and watch, helplessly. I was convinced that I was abandon once again.”
He stared at her startled, and then it dawned on him. This girl was terrified and nobody was there to comfort her. She had to endure all that by herself and not fall to pieces. He went to reach for her, but she shoved his hand off her arm. Then she started pacing the floor like a caged beast. Sin watched her every move like a predator. This was the first time since he’s met her that she ever said anything about how she felt. He was slightly baffled and anger because she was sliding into his heart no matter how hard he tried to keep her out.
“Then they said you needed blood and they had none for you. I thought, ‘I could do it. I could give you some of mine. I could help save you that way.’ I was so happy that I could aide you back to health that I didn’t even stop to think…” She was suddenly pressed against his hard body and his lips were on hers demandingly. She melted into him instantly. He devoured her mouth with his tongue taking all of her in that he could.
He couldn’t have stopped himself if he wanted too. He’d wanted this for so long. Since the damn black haired angel came into his life. She wrapped her arms around his neck on their own accord and pushed her tongue against his causing a delicious friction that sent a fiery passion of desire through his body making him so hard.
She had been tossing the idea of losing him around in her head for three days now, and she needed to feel him. To know he was alive and she could still hold this man in her arms. What if she never touched him again? Or kiss him again and feel him dominate over her? It scared her almost as much as dying herself. She needed this so much to know that not everything was lost.
He lifted her into his arms and carried her over to his bed. He laid her down gently on the silk sheets, lying next to her. Her hands slid over his strong chest and she nipped gently at his bottom lip. He growled pulling her on to his body. She moaned into his mouth and rubbed herself against him provacitively.
She knew she’d be regretting this later, But she couldn’t bring herself to stop. The emotions kept crashing over her in strong waves of desire. The ache between her legs growing fiercer with every kiss he laid upon her heated skin. She wanted to feel him inside her if it was the last thing on earth and by god; it was going to be tonight.
“You’re wearing way to many clothes, kitten.” He husky voice came out almost as a purr. His warm breath caressing her slightly parted damp lips. His hands were moving under her shirt to rub against the under wire of her bra.
She sat up on him, her legs on opposite sides of his hips, tearing her shirt over her head. She was panting in short gasps and he told himself it was the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen in all his thousand of years. He never wanted this moment to end, but if it did, he would die a happy man.
She could feel his huge cock rubbing the seam of her jeans against where she wanted him most. She knew he was big, but she hadn’t realized he was going to be enormous. A shiver of anticipation went through her body at the thought of trying to take him fully into her body. He leaned up to kiss the swells of her breasts as he wrapped his strong arms across her back locking her securely to him.
She moaned her back arching into the pleasure of his mouth. His hands slid to the hook of her bra and unclasped pulling it off her so he had fully access to her perk nipple. She threaded her fingers through his long hair pulling him closer to her aching body. He tugged lightly on her painfully hard nipple and she let out a breathy cry of pleasure. He flicked his tongue over it to soothe it.
“Sin.” He smiled and kissed her soundly on her swollen lips then made his way down to her other nipple. He engulfed it in his hot wet mouth and she grinded against his hard on in a demanding need of release. Her head dropped back as a spike of pleasure exploded through her body and made her even wetter for him. He knew all he had to do was tear her jeans off and push into her; she would be more then willing to let him. She was in such a craze state of arousal that all she would be looking for was a quick release.
“Sin. Danger is here to see you.” Margret’s voice filled the air through the intercom. Sin muttered something that sounded suspiciously like a long string of profanity. Faith couldn’t help but laugh at his vulgar words. She was thankful for Margret’s interruption though, because she would have let Sin take her right there and then. She wasn’t quite ready to take their relationship into something sexual.
Sin got up without worrying about modesty and made his way over to the closet. She couldn’t tear her eyes off him. He was huge. She couldn’t possibly fit him in her. He would tear her up. She swallowed audibly, but dear god he was the most gorgeous thing she had ever seen. He was designed for sex, with a body like that there was no way a woman would be stupid enough not to take advantage of his endowments. She found herself wanting him to come back over to the bed, so she could explore just how well endowed he was. She shivered as the pleasure of that thought struck her hard. What had come over her? She was not some woman to just throw herself at the disposal of some man and here she was entertaining idea of what she would do to him as if she was some kind of whore.
He looked at her from over his shoulder. He watched her lick her lips and his cock jerked in a painful wanting need. In addition, the look in her eyes as she stared at his behind made him want to show her what a body of his could do for her. He regretted pulling his clothes on. The look of wanton lust faded from her eyes and she quickly grabbed her shirt and bra. She almost ran to his bathroom. He heard the lock click into place.
“Damn you, Margret.”