The smile of pure exhilaration on Gia's face was slowly fading as the male rutting over her began to lag, they always lag. She wriggled beneath him, but the hulking construction worker's pleasing features have constricted into harsh lines.
“Harder!” Guiding his eyes down to hers, she spurs him by scoring his back with her nails, “I'm not made of glass.” Without breaking the connection he gives a measured thrust with a little more force, forcing his eyes closed ,followed by a pleasing “UHN!”, still need him faster, harder, that tell tale tingling started in her shoulders. Gia usually tired to keep her strength in check, trying not to overpower her prey, feeding on them slowly while they both writhed in ecstasy and orgasm. Usually it never worked out for her that way, now was one of those times, wrapping one arm around the back of his thick neck and tangling her other hand in his hair, she seized his mouth with fervor.
His moans were a green light that he was lost in sensation,clamping her thighs Gia rolled them not breaking there precious kiss, feeding always made her wanton. When she had her fill, Gia's smile was victorious, she straightened above him whipping her hips impossibly fast, his looks of lust and wonder fueling her upward momentum. When his grip bordered on pain, when his back bowed completely lifting her knees off the bed, screaming out in pure blinding pleasure she followed. She knew her eyes were illuminated their other worldly lilac glow, but she was to lost to care. Lifting and tucking her into his side he began to pet her murmuring sweet nothings.
“You're amazing... never had anything so good...stay...with...” And he's out folks! Zari is going to have my ass for this, I can hear her screech now “Drawing attention, unnecessarily....find a male feed for a time, look like a normal girl not an alley cat Gia!...” is it her fault males of this age are so timid? The 1800 now that was an era knights threw a fair maiden over his shoulder to be carried off and wickedly handled. The hygiene of this time were leaps and bounds better, but it still leaves something to be desired. She rose to get dressed doing her best not to wake the mass figure, she couldn't bring herself to feel remorse for not being able to keep the male, he was so predictable and boring, and that is before he would become her love zombie. She sighed finding her shredded panties, now this she regretted they were so pretty alas it was their time.
“...NOT AN ALLEY CAT, GIA! Dark gods what am I going to do with with you? Ashlin, Mairi and you I have a thousand gray hairs for you each...Are you mocking me?” Caught mid drawl imitating Zari's grim demeanor and tight lipped words, Gia immediately averts her gaze.
“I am the mother of this coven Gia, you would do well to remember this, just because you are my baby sister does not earn you as much give as you would think. The elders suggest I breed you to teach you responsibility...” Zari assesses Gia's look of genuine terror, which she quickly attempts to check, the thought of screaming young and responsibility for another made her skin crawl.
“We both know the elders are still stewing about Woodstock, I am told it is now considered a revolution of acceptance and free love. I had a hand in changing history!” Zari's beautiful fuchsia eyes darkening to a hostile crimson.
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