1. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    “Scared little bitch,” she growled to the shadows, hands balled into fists. She turned around and kicked at a pile of trash, the only thing left of their fun being ripped clothing, still damp from their brief storm of passion. Aysel, the sore loser that she always was, kicked at a wall, she...
  2. Aysel

    Open Anything For A Kill

    There was a glance towards Garrod and his apprentice from Maria, a look that was smug and knowing. She had trained Aysel well, clearly, look at how well Aysel listened to her while Garrod's little rat pouted and ran to someone else. It was the sort of knowledge that brought pleasure to Maria...
  3. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    A low rumble of satisfaction built slow in her chest, getting stuck in her throat, completely guttural. He offered himself to her completely, she could see it in his eyes. She bet she could slap him and even if he flinched he would still kneel before and try his hardest to please her. Aysel had...
  4. Aysel

    Open Anything For A Kill

    A low whistle left Maria's lips, mulling over Tusk's words as if tasting wine for the first time and trying to find those plum and pepper notes snobs gushed over. She rubbed a gloved finger over her bottom lip that her teeth had worked towards splitting skin. The drawing of the creature didn't...
  5. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    His tongue was wet and hot between her fingers. For a long while, Aysel was silent, watching him work. She appreciated how thoroughly he was, appreciated even more the fact that he listened. She knew she had not tamed it, that he only obeyed because she dangled in front of the most delicious...
  6. Aysel

    Open Anything For A Kill

    "Turn around and take off your dress." Aysel didn't bother nodding or speaking, pivoting on a heel until her back was facing her mentor, Maria the Maungy Mage. Taking off her dress meant that there was soon to be danger, a hunt or a kill. Maria helped her in unfastening the buttons and ties...
  7. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    It was shocking how little it took to get him to make a mess over his stomach, making a mess in her hands. He was still holding onto her, biting and kissing and licking anywhere he could find. Blood was rushing in Aysel's ears, a torrent of lust and adrenaline roaring at her to take, take, take...
  8. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Tongue and teeth, a playful fight more than it was a dance. There was no choreography, no push and pull that was beautiful and perfectly timed. It was one beast to another, ignoring music and classical queues. It was hard and heavy, bitter and bloody. How Diaz and Aysel kissed each other, pulled...
  9. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Nails dug in like bramble thorns catching on silk, little crescent moons deep into his soft wrists. His flesh was warm, warmer yet as Aysel straddled him like the bully she was. He could fight her all he wanted to if it made him feel better, she wasn't letting her prize go. Aysel lowered herself...
  10. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    A slow, long, dumbfounded blink. He wasn't going to let her lick his blood? She hiccupped, senses being jostled back into her foggy head. She wiped the drool off her lips with the back of her hand. Another thought began to fill her mind, one that made her move her feet forward, her eyes focusing...
  11. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Lips parted to fill her mouth with his blood, her commonsense ebbing away as a lovely sensation began to fog her mind, thickening her tongue against her teeth. Her ribs and pelvis felt heavy and Aysel bent beneath the weight of desire. Her prey kept running but she had stopped following him...
  12. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Aysel’s nostrils flared, her chest raising in tandem with her stride. What was once perfect and erect had turned into the posture of a hungry beast, the monsters mothers warned their children about. Shadows hid the two of them, the moons sought after them when they were in the open, the tall...
  13. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Nostrils flared. Faster than her? Not possible. She was the fastest, her mentor told her so. If she transformed now, he'd see how her body was meant to run, legs long and powerful so she looked like she was skating across the ground. She opened her mouth, sucking in the wisp of his words. His...
  14. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Hungry wolf looked back at its reflection. Dark maw, parted, hot breath heavy, teeth slick with spit. Head fuzzy, heart pounding, senses aflame and almost painful beneath the skin. “‘Kay.” Aysel huffed, holding him tight despite the way his teeth assaulted her, his tongue claiming her. He was a...
  15. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Aysel thought it more likely that she was right and Spirit Eyes was wrong. She couldn't sniff it out, but something told her, like a sixth sense, that she had bruised his ego, that his muttered words were a fragile wall quickly built to save his fortitude. Such a weak constitution, so quick to...
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