and the longer I stayed in Daisy’s home and the more books she gave me to read, the more I thought of him.
He was even invading my thoughts at night as I lay in my bed, and seeing his face in my mind would cause strange reactions in my body which frightened me. My nipples would harden and my body would ache, a throbbing between my legs that made me feel restless and empty.
As I read the romance books that Daisy seemed to have an endless supply of and I read of sexual acts between the men and women, I found myself drawn to them. They were implying quite clearly that the women were enjoying the men sticking their things in them, their penises, cocks, shafts; the books had an endless supply of names for them.
I couldn’t understand that. Sex represented nothing but pain as far as I was concerned. How could any woman willingly going there? The fact that I was even reading this was bad. I had to stop thinking these bad thoughts. I had to stop thinking about Lucian Andreas. The man was dangerous, instinct told me that. No matter how beautiful he was. There were plenty of animals in the world that used their looks to draw in their prey and then they took their lives. Lucian might not be out to take my life but his looks and the feelings he stirred in me made him every bit as dangerous as the animals I compared him to.
Lucian
“You’re not going out to stalk that skinny little number from over the road again are you brother dear?” Francesca called out as he passed her on the way to the front door.
“Stay out of my business Fran. What I do or don’t do has nothing to do with you.”
“It does if it brings trouble for us. That one’s not right in the head. You won’t get anywhere trying to woo her the old fashioned way. Just mind control her, fuck her and move on. That’s the only way you’re getting between those slim white thighs of hers.” She mocked.
“Fuck off Fran.” He snapped and stormed out of the house. Fuck her for stirring him up. He shouldn’t let her get to him but she did. Francesca loved to put shit on them all; she got off on that, but her words tonight really pissed him off. They pissed him off because as much as he wanted to deny it, he knew, she was right.
It was true, he wasn’t getting anywhere with Arissa. Well, she wasn’t running off in the opposite direction screaming hysterically, and she didn’t freeze and end up nearly catatonic, so they’d made some progress, but it wasn’t happening fast enough. He wanted her. She was like a fever. He burned for her, his body ached. He needed to claim her, fuck her, he wanted to feed from her, he had to have her.
He was tired of spending his nights buried in the hot cunt of some woman he didn’t really want and his head filled with images of the woman he did want, just so he could stay hard and finish fucking whoever the hell he was fucking at the time.
Lucian stood on the front verandah for a moment, head up, nostrils flared as he smelled the air for her. He heard the click of Mrs Appleby’s front door and suddenly she was there.
She was dressed to suit the warmer weather but like the rest of her wardrobe, the dress she wore was nearly shapeless and hung off her thin frame like a sack. It was long, nearly sweeping the ground. Francesca’s words might have been a bit harsh, but she wasn’t far off the mark all the same, something wasn’t right with Arissa.
A woman as young and beautiful as her shouldn’t be dressing in ugly clothes that hid that slender body, and she shouldn’t be spending all her time with an old woman, never going anywhere. She never went anywhere from what Lucian could see. Of course he was sleeping during the day so maybe she went out then? Still, he was fairly confident there was no man in her life. She was too timid for that, but dammit even if it killed him, he was going to change that. Like it or not, he was going to make her his.
He took the stairs two at a time and jogged across the road,
He was even invading my thoughts at night as I lay in my bed, and seeing his face in my mind would cause strange reactions in my body which frightened me. My nipples would harden and my body would ache, a throbbing between my legs that made me feel restless and empty.
As I read the romance books that Daisy seemed to have an endless supply of and I read of sexual acts between the men and women, I found myself drawn to them. They were implying quite clearly that the women were enjoying the men sticking their things in them, their penises, cocks, shafts; the books had an endless supply of names for them.
I couldn’t understand that. Sex represented nothing but pain as far as I was concerned. How could any woman willingly going there? The fact that I was even reading this was bad. I had to stop thinking these bad thoughts. I had to stop thinking about Lucian Andreas. The man was dangerous, instinct told me that. No matter how beautiful he was. There were plenty of animals in the world that used their looks to draw in their prey and then they took their lives. Lucian might not be out to take my life but his looks and the feelings he stirred in me made him every bit as dangerous as the animals I compared him to.
Lucian
“You’re not going out to stalk that skinny little number from over the road again are you brother dear?” Francesca called out as he passed her on the way to the front door.
“Stay out of my business Fran. What I do or don’t do has nothing to do with you.”
“It does if it brings trouble for us. That one’s not right in the head. You won’t get anywhere trying to woo her the old fashioned way. Just mind control her, fuck her and move on. That’s the only way you’re getting between those slim white thighs of hers.” She mocked.
“Fuck off Fran.” He snapped and stormed out of the house. Fuck her for stirring him up. He shouldn’t let her get to him but she did. Francesca loved to put shit on them all; she got off on that, but her words tonight really pissed him off. They pissed him off because as much as he wanted to deny it, he knew, she was right.
It was true, he wasn’t getting anywhere with Arissa. Well, she wasn’t running off in the opposite direction screaming hysterically, and she didn’t freeze and end up nearly catatonic, so they’d made some progress, but it wasn’t happening fast enough. He wanted her. She was like a fever. He burned for her, his body ached. He needed to claim her, fuck her, he wanted to feed from her, he had to have her.
He was tired of spending his nights buried in the hot cunt of some woman he didn’t really want and his head filled with images of the woman he did want, just so he could stay hard and finish fucking whoever the hell he was fucking at the time.
Lucian stood on the front verandah for a moment, head up, nostrils flared as he smelled the air for her. He heard the click of Mrs Appleby’s front door and suddenly she was there.
She was dressed to suit the warmer weather but like the rest of her wardrobe, the dress she wore was nearly shapeless and hung off her thin frame like a sack. It was long, nearly sweeping the ground. Francesca’s words might have been a bit harsh, but she wasn’t far off the mark all the same, something wasn’t right with Arissa.
A woman as young and beautiful as her shouldn’t be dressing in ugly clothes that hid that slender body, and she shouldn’t be spending all her time with an old woman, never going anywhere. She never went anywhere from what Lucian could see. Of course he was sleeping during the day so maybe she went out then? Still, he was fairly confident there was no man in her life. She was too timid for that, but dammit even if it killed him, he was going to change that. Like it or not, he was going to make her his.
He took the stairs two at a time and jogged across the road,
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