Always A Woman To Me Novels & Stories

"I have not been able to get it off my mind. Worse, I keep cumming to that very image." I did not have any fear of sharing this with Nivia. She was well known for keeping things confidential. What was said in her room remains in her room. "Are we talking about a man or a woman?" She asked from where she was seated behind me. "A woman." "I see." I saw her bob through the reflection in the window. "Tell me, Alpha; how exactly do you feel when you see this woman?" Her question took me by surprise. I realized that I had never actually thought of it.

I was a changed woman, doing my best to stay away from men. All Men.

☆Kate☆ I knew people were in the room, I could hear them talking but their voices were a distant murmur. At some point they were even arguing and I heard the door shutting when one of them left though I had no idea who? I was trapped in a relentless repeat of a single thought. "I am no longer a woman." “I am no longer a woman” “I am no longer a woman” That phrase circled over and over in my mind, endlessly repeating, drowning out everything else.

Kiyara. Always had. Always will. Only her. ***

“Rick had never been with a man before me, and honestly I never really enjoyed being topped by a guy before him. So in our case, it’s special. I could never be a woman any more than I could be a busty blonde or spicy Latina. I’m me, and wouldn’t want to be anyone else. The people I truly tangle with wouldn’t want that either, and I’d never be hurt or offended that I’m not what I can’t physically be.” I can see her long blink to go long with the squint of nose and eyes. Speculating the comment like it’s under the looking glass.

But I always feel more comfortable while writing to you - and you know that. Alana always makes me get caught up in her orbit, bonu, for she is a bright star and I am nothing but one of those lonely planets caught up in its orbit. I long to know about the secrets caught up in her mind, to see a glimpse of the world trapped behind her dark irises. I long to trace the landscape of her body & I long to make her meet you. The two most important women in my life meeting each other - now that is one event that would fill me with the utmost joy.

I'm instantly hard for her again. This woman was simply too much for me.

Sitting here in the darkness, there is a little piece of me that is slowly dying. I have never felt such a connection with a woman before; I cannot bear to be away from her for one second. Yes, I have had my share of women, but none of them comes close in comparison to Lexi.

And when it does, it always ends with her yelling obscenities at me. I let out a dry chuckle. She was the only woman who ever stood up to me, the devil of the dark world. While others cowered in my presence, scrambling to get my attention and some scraps from my table, she always met me head-on with a fearless glint…