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Post by Vitaly on Jun 27, 2013 0:54:56 GMT -5
A pleased grin appeared onto Catherine’s lovely face when Azoriat materialized over her. She was thankful he took her advice and changed back into his human form. The situation would have turned very sour if he had stayed in his shadow form for the duration of this. Oh, how strange that would have been. Catherine’s nose crinkled at the thought. She wanted to see her lovely mate and feel the warmth radiating from his body. She wouldn’t get to experience that if he was in his shadow form. Besides, fucking a shadowy cloud would be the last thing she wanted to do. It was an act she could do without. Needless to say, Cat was happy Azoriat changed back.
The smaller female squirmed in Azoriat’s grasp as he pinned her arms down. Catherine wasn’t too fond of being pinned like this, but she would deal with it for now. The woman winced as his claws dug into her flesh. Despite the pain a pleased growl streamed from her lips. Catherine didn’t mind a little pain. The wolf would grin and bear it, besides it wasn’t so bad. Apart of her liked this dominant side of Azoriat. Maybe it was the alcohol that made this possible? For a moment Catherine didn’t realize Azoriat had begun to lower his head. The room seemed to spin, as the effects of the wine began to take over. A gentle moan rolled off Catherine’s tongue as Azoriat’s fangs slid into her flesh.
A loving smile soon appeared onto Catherine’s face as Azoriat pressed his warm body against hers. Cat couldn’t recall a time where she was as close to anyone as she was to Azoriat right now. It was a rare occurrence, one that could have been more romantic if it wasn’t for the liquid courage the demon had provided. Loosened up, Catherine smirked as Azoriat looked down at her, he then released her hands. The heat radiating off his body was almost as overwhelming as his attractive frame.
Was Catherine really about to give herself to a demon? Azoriat was nice enough to ask the woman if she was ready. He then went on to say that what she was about to do was committing the biggest sin of all; not that she cared. Suppose she really didn’t have a choice now? The air around the two became thick with pheromones. It would be impossible to go back now. Still, Catherine couldn’t help but to tease the man a little. She seemed high off Alcohol and Azoriat’s blood to truly realize what she was about to do. “Perhaps…” Catherine began as her face sported a devilish smirk. She wanted to see more of Azoriat’s dominant side. With that the female leaned up and wrapped her arms around Azoriat’s neck, and then with a chuckle she began to whisper in his ear. Her leg began to gently rub against his. “What If I were you say no…then what would you do my dear?” It was clear that she wanted him, but her overwhelming curiosity was beginning to plague her. Catherine began to tease the poor man by nipping at his ear. What would he do?
(( sorry for the wait D:))
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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2013 11:33:36 GMT -5
The demon grinned at her question, she was already his anything he said was merely a formality at this point. He lifted her body off the table into his powerful arms holding her up by her waist.
"No matter your choice at this point my dear I intend to take what is mine weather by choice or by force. Your flesh tastes too sweet to give up now... you might say I am addicted. "
Azoriat lowered her against his manhood and turned pressing her up against the wall, hot wax from the candles dripping upon them. He grabbed the delicate beauty by the throat with his clawed hand, digging them in just enough to show they were there.
"After tonight your life will be forever changed. Though many mortals boast this it is true of Demons. Once you have a Demon there is no turning back."
With that he thrust into her roughly, roaring out in pleasure.
(Fade to black after you?)
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Post by Vitaly on Jul 10, 2013 13:57:25 GMT -5
A large devilish grin overtook Catherine’s lovely features. Even when Azoriat spoke of ‘having’ her; the woman couldn’t help but to grin. Did this demon truly think he would own her completely? Catherine was a free spirit after all, though she did admit to being his mate. Suppose she wasn’t so free after all? The woman would be tied down to a relationship now. To make matters worse she was about to dive head first into the relationship without even thinking of the consequences. Then again, Catherine wasn’t exactly in the right mind at the moment. Relationships and the possibility of getting pregnant was the last thing on her mind. The tag on Catherine’s collar jingled as Azoriat pulled her up. His strong arms never faltered as he lifted her delicate body off the table. The werewolf slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. Catherine chuckled before she began to nip seductively at his hear. The woman couldn’t wait to dig her fangs into his flesh. The demon’s blood was rather addicting. It appeared that the two were quite fond of one another’s taste, which wasn’t so bad. So, she belonged to him now? Curiosity quickly surged through the young woman’s skull. Would this powerful demon really go through with this? Azoriat was a demon, and yet he was giving himself up for a lowly mutt like her? Cat couldn’t quite believe she was letting this happen either. Suppose the alcohol helped loosen her up a bit. Still, the female grew tense as Azoriat pushed her back to the wall. A low hiss streamed from her lips as a small drop of wax landed on her shoulder. The pain only lasted for a second, but it seemed to distract her from what Azoriat was about to do. Before the woman could react the demon took hold of her neck.
Catherine’s hands instinctively reached up and grabbed Azoriat’s arm. Why was he doing this? Was this man trying to dominate her? A low growl crept out of her throat. The woman’s hazel eyes glared daggers at Azoriat. The beast wasn’t too fond of this sort of treatment. If anything she would have preferred to be doing the dominating. However, there was little to nothing she could do about it now. The foolish werewolf had given herself to a demon. Over time she would learn to obey or suffer the consequences. A displeased growl crept from her throat once more as Azoriat spoke. His words didn’t seem to help the satiation. Apparently once you go demon, you never go back?-Or so he made it sound. "I-Is that so?" The female managed to choke out.
Azoriat did mention that he liked her; however the woman wouldn’t put his dangerous instincts past him. He was still a demon after all. Catherine immediately grew tense when Azoriat finally took her. A loud pleasure filled whimper streamed past her lips. It wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be, but the pain was still there. **Fade to black** (( I didn’t know if you wanted me to add more. If so I can edit this post. XD sorry for the blah post. :/ ))
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