Chance, Richie Dusk The Chaos Hunters, Part Two

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hair all but quivering in a warning I was being stalked.
I wasn't sure what to do keep pressing forward in my search for Aim� or head back the way
I'd come looking for my stalker. A scratching, scrabbling noise from up ahead made the decision
for me and I stalked forward, shoulders stiff with the feel of eyes on me.
I pushed open the door to my right and got a loud startled squeak for my trouble as two rats
froze at the sudden opening of the door, then they were gone, fleet shadows darting for the dark
corners in the room.
I quickly scanned what turned out to be a good sized linen closet and turned starting to shut
the door when a shadow shot out of the hallway. The force of his lunge threw me up against the
shelves as he grabbed for me with a hand and yanked the door shut with the other.
I could see perfectly well in the dark and I had a brief moment where I could saw his face
the ice prince had disappeared out of his expression, replaced with smoky dark eyes flashing
with a mix of anger and lust, wild hair and ragged breathing. I felt he was angry over the jaguar
of all things and found room to be amused by his jealousy.
Then his lips slammed down on mine as he forced me against the shelves, at the touch of his
lips the lightening zapped us again, burning open the path between us and throwing us violently
into the blue haze of our merging minds.
I don't remember when I started kissing him back or started clutching at him with the same
reckless hunger he was letting loose on me. I felt my hands slide under that soft white shirt of his
as my fingers sought out his skin and muscle.
I didn't have enough hands as my hands moved around him to slide down the back of his
pants and grab his ass. I moaned feeling the soft muscle under my fingers, using my grip to pull
him tighter against me as I ground my cock against him.
I heard him echo my moan as his own hands stroked and scratched at me as his hands pulled
open my jacket and ripped my shirt to get at me.
His warm sucking mouth trailed along my jaw and throat, latching onto and finding the
sensitive spots that made me pull him harder against him and grind my cock against him.
Then he was sliding down my body pulling the slacks of the suit I was wearing with him and
his warm tongue was running up my thigh as he pushed my legs apart. He licked up my cock
swirling his tongue around the head, teasing me for a moment as he licked back down it and then
he was swallowing my cock.
I moaned as he slowly took more and more of my cock into his mouth and throat on every
tight suck. He used his hands to play with my balls, stroking my ass and thighs with his free
hand.
Already mindless with hunger and the need I'd been haunted by, I was helpless as he sucked
on my cock, picking out what I liked from my mind and not showing his inexperience at all.
I pulled at his shoulders and he finally allowed my cock to slide out of his mouth as I pulled
him up off the floor. I all but ripped his white pants off and threw him against the door as I
pounced on him.
Those same strong, sleekly muscular limbs I remembered so well wrapped around me, as he
pulled me against his warm body. I pressed him against the wall and pushed my cock into him. I
felt him grunt and tense as the head popped through his tight ring of muscles and I buried my
mouth against his throat.
I nipped and sucked on the tender skin there pushing more of my cock into him as he stayed
tense, I felt the pleasure pain I was causing him, but I couldn't stop now, not when I felt the
warm tight grip of his ass around me.
We both moaned at the feel of me buried inside him, I shifted my grip to his shoulders,
using my body weight, the strength in my hands and his own tight grip on me to keep him
pressed against the wall.
Every nerve I possessed sang and hummed as I rubbed myself against him, pinning him
against the door with my hips and cock as I fucked him.
Somehow our shirts rode up so our hard abs were rubbing against each other, I shifted him
higher so my abs would rub against and stroke his cock as I thrust in and out of him harder,
faster.
I kissed him thrusting my tongue into his mouth in the echo of what I was doing with my
cock. He whimpered sucking at my tongue and kissing back with equal hunger.
I forced another strangled whimper out of him as I sped up contracting my abs so they
rubbed against his cock. I was rewarded as the legs wrapped around my hips tightened, clutching
at me as he let me fuck him.
But we were both hungry and desperate, the thoughts and sensations we were experiencing
flowing around us through the blue mist weren't helping and I only managed on more hard thrust
before I was cumming. I muffled my scream in a hard, brutal kiss that he returned and then he
was cumming against me.
Long minutes passed when there was nothing but our harsh, labored breathing and the long
kisses we couldn't stop exchanging. I shifted back, withdrawing out of him as he released his
death grip on me and I shuddered as he slid down my body.
We pulled away from each other with real reluctance as we fixed our clothing, using my
underwear to clean us both up. As soon as our bare skin wasn't touching the bond between us
broke, making us both wince at the severing pain of it, the silver cord marking the bond between
us was back.
We avoided eye contract, not sure what to say to each other or how to handle this thing
between us and I opened the door, took three steps out and felt a stabbing pain in my chest and I
was falling into darkness.
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Chapter 10
Robere s Story
I came to sprawled flat on my stomach with a splitting headache, a case of the serious dries
and the throbbing ache of bruises.
I managed to force my eyes open and realized I was in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar
room. I had the uncomfortable feeling that time had passed, I wasn't sure how much, but I felt it
in my lethargic, heavy muscles and the weakness that throbbed through me.
I felt the heavy sleeping weight and warmth of a naked body sprawled next to me, an arm,
and leg lying across me. The smell, flow of blue haze between us and feel of his skin against [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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