If she continued to flaunt and tease, he wasn’t sure how much longer his self-control would last. The thought of barreling down towards her to take her by force sent shock waves of pleasure through him. He wasn’t intimidated by her little show and, one could argue, she was even asking for it. He smirked as he stepped closer, clearing his view of her completely. Though her back was swung towards him he saw the glimmer of a smirk upon her chaste lips.
A voice, not his own, filled his head and he instinctively flinched. Shit, he growled, knowing full well that she was privy to his every thought. Two could play at her game and so, with a teasing smile, he decided not to waste his breath on her. You’re one of them. He didn’t mind displaying his contempt for her abilities.
Fuck it. If she wanted to play games he was happy to oblige. Nerine wasn’t going anywhere and this scarlet and midnight mare was asking for it. Her taunting did nothing but encourage his advances as he joined her in the water. She flicked her tail and his eyes helplessly found their way to her back end.
Nerine? He played at innocence. My, what a coincidence… He was circling her now, studying every part of her. He pinned his ears partially back as he tightened the circle with every round until only a breath of air remained between them.
