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Instantly, he jerked his hands away from her hand, sitting up. His eyes slowly moved to her hand, gosh! He hadn't even realized he was digging his fingers deep into her flesh. He felt sudden guilt. He had never experienced guilt before.

He had been accustomed to hurting the women that pleasured him. Not that he was sadistic or something, but he just thought pain brought great pleasure to ladies, something they call a sweet pain or whatever.

Bella glided next to him and sat too. She lifted her bare arms and touched his shoulders, making him face her. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, he saw her breast rise and his throat congested. Two firm breast pushed against his bare chest.

Every sense of guilt disappeared from his head. All he could think about was having the lady that was doing this to him. He didn't want her to know that he was really enjoying this, she kept his arms down, hands in a fist.

"I know I don't catch your eye." She began. "But you could just pretend to enjoy it. I promise I'll give you the pleasure you desire."

"Are you joking?"

She blinked. "What?"

"Never mind." He waved it away. "So, what are you planning to do now?"

This girl was really funnier than he thought. She must be crazy to think she didn't catch his eyes. Any man in their right mind would be attracted to a sexy lady like her. But then, maybe he was too good at hiding how he was feeling that she confused it for disinterest in her.

She hugged him tighter, flattening herself against his hard muscled chest, and letting her nipples rub against him. She felt tingles from the contact shooting spikes of desire through her stomach and lower.

He kissed her neck, moving to her breasts, drawing her nipple into his hot mouth. A moan escaped from her lips. Heat suffused her body. Passion ramped up, blocking out sight and sound.

This wasn't the plan! She heard a little voice say in her head. Lolita! She wished she could listen to her wolf. She tried to fight the pleasure but it just felt too. She shouldn't be feeling this way. She didn't want to, especially not toward a monster like him.

But deep down she wanted to feel him, wanted to have him buried deep inside her. She reached out to him, getting rid of his pants, desperate to bring them together. His palms cupped her rear, lifting her up, pulling her to him and making her straddle him, hot and hard. He had only his trunks on, and she could feel his dick hot and hard against the walls of her soft spot.

She curled to his body, kissing his chest, tasting the salt of his skin, and inhaling his cologne. He took her mouth, his kisses hot and deep, his tongue tangling with hers, while his hands kneaded her flesh.

He rid himself of his trunks. He kicked them aside. She felt his dick. It was very huge. She patted him and rubbed him gently, tilting her head backward at the pleasure she felt against her skin. Ariel grunted something inside him as his head buried in her long black hair that cascade down her shoulders.

She smelled of peach, sweet and tantalizing. His first thought was to ask her if what she rubbed on her body and hair, but this was no time for conversation.

He gently lowered her to the bed so that she lay flat on her back. She arched, her thighs glistening, awakening the beast inside of him. He put one finger on her pussy, feeling it. She was so wet. So beautifully ready, blowing his mind away.

Bella went limp with the pleasure. She squeezed her eyes shut as the pleasure overwhelmed her. He slid one finger into her, then brought it out again and rubbed at her clit, making her shudder slightly as a moan escaped her lips.

He felt his heart slamming in his chest as her heavy eyes flickered open and that clouded blue eyes fixed on him.

He lowered himself into her, looking closely at her pretty face. He suddenly wanted to make her feel good. No! That wasn't right, she should be the one making him feel not reverse. He must bit be in his right mind.

"Hold on." He told her as he got up and walked to his shelf. He brought out a bottle of vodka and downed it in two full gulps. Bella gasped in shock as she saw him do that. Isn't that too dangerous? Well, she doesn't care anyway. Her main was to kill him.

He climbed into the bed again. His fingers trailed over her gently, down to her breast. He closed his hand over her breast, molded it, her mind emptied. She was unbearably responsive, her body arching, giving, inviting him to do as he wished.

She whimpered softly and her, biting deep into her lips. Her trembles aroused him, almost brutally. Every quiver of her muscles was a miracle to be exploited, then savored. Aiden felt something like a growl working through him and pushed down a sudden, violent need to devour

He cupped her breasts in his hands, skimmed his fingers over her nipples, and they went hot and stiff.

"Please, have me now, I'm all yours." She almost pleaded.

She was starting to feel a disturbing throb in her spot down there. She felt the sensation of a spreading pool of a liquid heat. Her hands clutched him tight and he could feel the pressure of her nails on his skin.

"Take me now!" She pleaded and half screamed too.

She was so desperate that she arched her hips up to meet him. She grabbed his dick and out it inside her pussy. With one swift thrust, he was completely buried inside her.

His came into her. His muscles screamed, his blood seemed to snarl as he met both heat and wetness. He began thrusting hard now. The world seemed to pause and hover at the edge of paradise.

"So good," he groaned, his body turning to heated iron. None of the women he's been with has ever made him feel so good like this.

"Faster," she begged him, feeling the crescendo tingle its way through her limbs. "Please.

"Yes," he growled, increasing his speed as his wolf took complete control of him. He had to stop himself from biting into her neck. Every sense in him wanted to mark her immediately and make her his but he resisted the pressure. This was just sex and pleasure. He thought.

"Yes.!" She screamed, as her hands tightened on his shoulders, struggling for an anchor as passion threatened to pull her apart.

"Aiden!" she cried our as her body imploded. She felt so good. Too good.

His body shuddered in return as he came hard and hot inside her. She wouldn't get pregnant right? He tried to convince himself. She wouldn't! He concluded. She must have had some pills since she knew she was going to be entertaining him tonight.

He thrust in again as he thought of other women he had had sex with before. Bella moved more slowly and her movements were more fulfilling, while the other ones were always faster and wild like animals. He thought about the last girl he had at the previous full moon, but then a searing ecstasy claimed him and the image of other women vanished from his mind.

They went three more times. She was soft, pliant and she moaned, her body convulsing and they soared in passion together.

"You are dangerous!" Was the last thing he could mutter before he drifted off to sleep.

Some hours later, Bella woke up. She checked the time and it was the early hours of the morning. She hastily pulled on her clothes and looked at the sleeping Aiden beside her. His head must still be reeling from the too much alcohol he took yesterday night. It was a very good opportunity for her, since he won't be able to wake up in time.

She had brought with her a syringe and a wolf's bane. She would inject him and disguise it as an accident. She had been preparing for this very day and now here she was. The wolf's bane was made by her, and she made it in a way that it wouldn't ever be noticed on the body of the victim. When they find him dead later on, they would have to assume that it's the effect of too much alcohol.

She shifted slightly on the bed, syringe in hand. She lowered her hand down to his neck, where the pulse was hammering gently in his throat.

"Argh!" A voice screamed outside.