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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [mature]  Kali;
    #14
    Ohhh that soft crooning sound of encouragement made her heart race, kindled warmth in her belly that made her abdomen tighten in response, made her back arch and her eyes widen. “Ohhh…” His soft little kisses made her body start to come alive, sharpened her focus to him, the gorgeous curve of his neck, the line of his cheek, the shape of his eyes, the way his hair fell and framed his handsome face so perfectly.

    Her Khari.

    God, his answering groan was everything. Did her voice really have that much of an effect on him? Did she? Ohhh, and the heat sparking in his eyes made her gasp softly again, a spark catching fire lowww in her belly, making her ache between her legs and blush right back at him.

    “Khari?” she asked, and it came out a soft little moan as he eased her down and kissed her neck. “Mmh…” She followed his lead, lying back, letting her head angle away just enough to bare more of her neck for his kisses.

    This. God, this was what she’d been missing, this feeling of her whole body being awake and alive and electrified, this spark in her belly, that look of hunger in silver eyes that saw all of her. “Me too,” she answered, nodding and reaching to touch her lips to his again, kiss him softly even though her lips ached for much more. For one of those kisses he'd given her before, when they were out on the water, or out by the river, the ones that made her whole body sing. She’d missed him, missed them, so damn much, even if she'd been too shattered to realize it.

    Not anymore. “More?” she asked, voice still soft and breathy with need as she arched up into his touch, begging him to go on, to show her more like he'd promised. “Don’t stop.” Please.
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    Messages In This Thread
    Kali; - by Kharon - 11-25-2018, 12:22 AM
    RE: Kali; - by Kali - 11-29-2018, 12:54 PM
    RE: Kali; - by Kharon - 12-02-2018, 01:48 PM
    RE: Kali; - by Kali - 12-05-2018, 04:20 AM
    RE: Kali; - by Kharon - 12-09-2018, 02:40 PM
    RE: Kali; - by Kali - 12-11-2018, 02:09 AM
    RE: Kali; - by Kharon - 12-16-2018, 12:34 AM
    RE: Kali; - by Kali - 12-19-2018, 03:07 PM
    RE: Kali; - by Kharon - 12-23-2018, 01:37 AM
    RE: Kali; - by Kali - 12-23-2018, 02:29 AM
    RE: Kali; - by Kharon - 12-24-2018, 12:03 AM
    RE: Kali; - by Kali - 12-24-2018, 12:28 AM
    RE: Kali; - by Kharon - 12-24-2018, 12:39 PM
    RE: Kali; - by Kali - 12-24-2018, 02:04 PM
    RE: Kali; - by Kharon - 02-05-2019, 09:52 PM
    RE: Kali; - by Kali - 02-12-2019, 03:59 AM



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