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Baths in general were something I could rarely enjoy, for fear Orin would find me. To fully bathe I typically had to hide my face or cover the majority of the water with a cloak.To keep him from seeing me.I feared that one day, I’d be careless, and he’d get ahold of me.Gray positioned my arms on the outside of the tub as he set me in. Letting them slide down the metal, behind me.Forcing me to sit entirely upright in the water, my back pinned to the metal. Making me feel even more vulnerable than when Frost had me chained to the wall this morning.Because it’s Gray that has me. A tiny voice admitted.My jaw ticked and I was ramrod stiff. Watching as he walked to the chair to remove the platter to the side table before flipping the buckles at the shoulders of his tunic. Letting the glittering gold chain mail fall from his chest and to the floor.He leisurely collected it and set it atop his cloak. He sat on the edge of the bed and took off his boots before standing to unbuckle his b
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“No to which, Baby Girl?” He growled against my cheek but I for the life of me I couldn’t remember what we were talking about.“Stop calling me that.” I muttered weakly.“No.” He shook his head. “Never.”“Why do you always do this?” I said desperately. Awash with emotion.Something I hated.“What?”“Make-make me feel…Why can’t you-” My desperate voice cracked, and I gave up.“Make you feel vulnerable?” He queried knowingly. His flat voice devoid of any hint of emotion. Though I knew he basked in mine.“Why can’t you just get it over with like the rest?”“Because I’m nothing like them.” He said darkly. His face written with disdain as he put an arm along the edge of the bin to lean into me as his other hand found my entrance. Slipping one long, slim finger deep into my channel.I gasped and my eyelids fluttered at the pure pleasure of the gentle touch. The coaxing fingers working in and out of me to create slow building.I hated it.And I loved it.Which made me hate him even more.“An
Spark His Triumph
Following his motions, I worked him more vigorously. Determined to not let him do it.Not this time.He tipped his head, waiting.I shook my head in answer. But in that same moment a lightning streak burned through my spine sending my back curving forward until it almost bent in half. My knees shoving down into the bottom of the washbin. My wrists straining at the ropes as my body jerked in tiny tremors. Emerging from where the inside of my body gripped him and stroked along his length. Before bursting through me in white-hot heat.My head fell back, and I was racked with the violence of my climax. Something I hadn’t had in months.He held me down against him, piercing deep as I reached my peak and then subsided from the dizzying heights.Only then did I realize he’d entirely stopped moving.“Damn you.” I said angrily. Knowing he’d caught himself before sating his pleasure. Leaving me feeling strangely unfinished.And even more like he won.He proved, yet again, that he was strong.Wh
Spark Threats in the Night
“Spark…” Craven’s voice made me tense in my sleep.I could feel his presence closing in. Winding through time and darkness to reach me.The incubus could always find me when I slept.I felt him drawing nearer and I couldn’t fight my way out of the peace of slumber. Another of Craven’s talents.I was suddenly flipped onto my back. I opened panicked eyes. Straining to get out of the dream state and confront him. Feeling the usual terror because I knew I wouldn’t be able to see him or touch him.Or fight him off.I was exhausted and could think of no way to fight him off right now. Just as I felt his weight climbing over me I opened my mouth to scream but couldn’t get any words out. Only the merest croaking emerging. But the moment that weight drew up to my torso and prepared to settle into my crevice, Gray’s arm snatched out and caught at air. Dragging something down to his face.“I’ve told you, Craven.”“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Gray. I forgets!”“Best not.” Gray sat up enough to do an ex
Spark Morning Light
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Spark Stupid Hounds
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Spark Summoning a Mage
One ripped my bodice to roughly roll my breast. Gripping it while I writhed, trying to get away from the harsh touch.His other hand lifted my skirts while two others forced my thighs apart.I flailed but he managed to wedge himself between my legs.I considered calling to Lionel for help, but I knew that with my cruel response this afternoon, he’d be trailing far enough behind now, not to hear me.For awhile.The goblin’s dark skin shined with a pearlescent hue, blooming red and then returning as he flushed with arousal. His long thick member began stretching. Lengthening into the size of a small arm. Stretching like a tentacle as I fought to close my legs. I felt the spiked tip brushing through my lips and forcing between as it strained my entrance, ready to slam in until reaching my womb.He’d barely have to thrust to spill his vile seed.I needed help. Or this was going to hurt.It would take me weeks, if not months to heal.If I live.Nearby I saw a puddle.Still gasping for brea
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Craven favored having a foot amid both planes. Making him impossible to fight off. Physically able to touch.But not be touched.Or hit.Or kicked.My skirt was folded into a wide roll draping my belly. My feet were pushed further apart yet, revealing indents in the mud where his toes pressed in for leverage. Dislodging leaves as they slid sideways.His weight dropped over me. Flattening the tops of my thighs, while simultaneously indenting the insides of them from where his pointed hips pressed in. Then I felt the thickened knob of his piece wiggling my inner lips apart.I braced myself expecting pain, but he’d already healed the damage the goblin had done. So, I felt only the rough intrusion as he slipped in and seated himself.I tried to wake enough to escape him but filtering through the layers of sleep was like swimming out of a pile of endless pillows. Getting through one only made three others tumble down on me.He inserted himself and my back lifted with the pressure inside.H
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