Page 25 of Beyond Your Darkness, I'm Your Light

“I know, I’ll buy you more.” I stand there, taking her in for just a moment. “Goddess, you are so fucking beautiful.” She blushes at my compliment.

“I’m a delicate flower.” She laughs.

“That you are, but I’m not going to fuck you like a delicate flower. I’m going to fuck you like a rose with thorns, long, rough, and hard.” I tell her, letting her know what’s in store for her. “I’ve been fantazing about you all fucking day, Little Doe.”

“Show me.” She challenges me, and I’m not one to back down.

“Yes, ma’am.” I answer before I take her on a wild ride.

Chapter Eight

Moon

Athisdeclarationthathe’s been fantasizing about me all day, the only thing I could do was challenge him.

“Show me.” That’s all it took for him to come undone.

“Yes, ma’am.” He whispers.

My clothes are already shredded with the blink of his eyes. I didn’t get a chance to look at him while attempting to take mine off, but now I do, and the sight before me has my mouth hanging open.

His legs are toned and full of muscles, making it seem as if he runs no less than five miles a day. His skin complexion is fair with a hint of bronze to it. Bronze is putting it lightly, the man gives a new name to the words skin complexion. I can’t help my eyes as they are glued to his dick. It’s huge, why is it so huge?

“Because I’m not Human, baby.” He winks at me. I mean, neither am I, but shit he’s big. He may be bigger than the asshole from my dream. “Don’t compare me to him, we are not the same.” He growls.

My eyes wander higher, just as he’s about to open his mouth and no doubt ruin the moment. With a nod of my head, silence falls on him as I continue my assessment of him.

His abs are like the wash boards Mama used to use so long ago when she and Grandmother would do laundry. I can’t resist reaching out and caressing them. He closes his eyes the moment my hand touches them.

I let my hands and eyes travel higher as I hear him hiss the moment I go to touch his pecs.

“That’s enough, Little Doe.” And before I can protest, he grabs me, lifts me up and places me on the bed.

“Someone is anxious.” I chuckle.

“You bet that sweet ass of yours, I am.” He laughs. “You have no idea how long it’s been. This life I live is not only one of servitude, it’s a lonely one. When I staked my claim, maybe I did it irrationally because I’ve been without a female companion for so long. Sure, I’ve fucked plenty of women, but none of them compared to you.” He confesses.

“You’re saying it’s different with me?” How can anyone feel this way so fast? What way is that exactly? I don’t even know.

“Maybe, I don’t know.” He says, not making sense. “I’m thinking with my dick right now, and I can’t let this go any further.” He says, getting off me.

“So, that’s it? You’re just going to leave us like this?” I shout.

“Trust me, it’s better this way.” He answers, and that makes me furious. Why are men such idiots? Like, I’m giving myself to you, and now you’re gonna throw it all away.

“Please, believe me when I say, I want nothing more than to fuck you senseless and shut that pouty mouth of yours with my dick, but I can’t.” He sighs. “Not right now.”

“Unbelievable! You practically dry hump me in the waiting room at my job, invade my home, shred my clothes, and promise me a good time, but then you let your mind talk you out of it?” He just looks at me. “Get the fuck out.”

“Please, don’t do this.” He begs.

“I said, getout!” I shout, and with it comes a bolt of light from my fingertip when I point at the door.

“What are you?”

“If you don’t leave, you will fucking find out the hard way.” I growl.

“How will I know what you find out from the spirits?”

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