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So, he leveled up above her without dislodging from her. Taking her two hands, he placed them above her head and intertwined their fingers together, successfully holding her captive.
"No! Oh, God! Please, don't...!" She panicked, knowing what he'll do next.
"Shh..."
"Wait, please...!" She needed just a moment..! But to do what?
His head lowered until his lips were a few inches away from her mouth, amber-blue eyes stared down at her. There was none of those usual frown his face always wears, instead, there was the gentlest expression in his features.
"Listen to me, Sweetling, it will pass." He growl-whispered into her ear, "Once it passes, you will feel better. I will give you pleasure like you've never known before. And you will want more, over and over and over again, until your body can't take any more of it. And, with every passing dawn, you will become addicted to my cock...to me... till I am deeply ingrained in your blood. Until the only cock you ever want inside you is mine."
With that, he thrust all the way in, pushing past every single barrier her non-changeling body shoved at him until he was buried to the hilt.
CHAPTER 2. THE FAMILIAR FEELINGS AND HIS INSATIABLE HUNGER.
The high-pitched scream that tore from Ismena's throat was ear-splitting. The pain was so excruciating that for a moment, Ismena felt so lightheaded, she thought she was gonna pass out. That part of her throbbed like she'd been split open by a hot knife.
She struggled against him, with the effort to separate her body from his, to put an end to this overwhelming pain but it was like trying to move a wall. She was openingly sobbing now, her thighs twitching, her body shaking like a leaf.
Guilt and regret filled him at the agony on her face, the sound of her broken sobs. He'd never slept with a human—willingly—before. He can feel her pain. He'd known it would hurt but he never expected it to hurt this much.
"I'm sorry, Ena, so sorry," He said in a guttural groan, peppering kisses all over her face. Releasing one of her hands, he caressed her cheek, wiping her tears away.
It took everything he had to remain still above her, while giving her time toadjust to him.
Tears wet her cheeks down to her neck. He kissed them away, muttering soothing words to her.
The pain began abating, which opened her mind up to something else. Something much more terrifying.
This pain feels familiar. Why does it feel so familiar! Why does the feel of him so full inside her feel so familiar?
Suddenly a wave of familiar terror filled her. So intense, it choked up her throat and left her gasping for air. Her eyes went so wild as she struggled to breath...through this...pain.
And it is not a pain she is currently feeling because the current ache from his penetration has abated, but a fierce pain she doesn't remember ever feeling but yet it feels so frighteningly familiar like she'dlivedit before.
Her terror was familiar.
Her pains were familiar.
Maybe because, they are exactly the way she felt them in her dreams.
Dreams, she can't even remember but the feelings remained so alive in her waking moments, leaving her quaking right there on the bed, choking sounds tearing from her throat as she struggles to breathe.
And now, she's feeling all those feelings, not in the dream now, but wide awake...in his arms. Ismena was terrified.
Seeing the total change in her features, going from physical discomfort to downright terror, caused his brows to knit together in concern and confusion. "Ismena...? Ena, are you alright?"
He got no words from her. Just more choking sounds like she was struggling to breathe, terror-filled eyes wide like saucers, tears sipping from them.
The smell of her terror was thick in the air. He knows for sure that this, whatever this is, has nothing to do with her bad heart.
Wolfaraine made a decision then to put an end to their intimacy. It killed him, it took everything in him to make that decision, but at the same time, his mind remained rock solid.
Shoving the hunger beating at him down, he began pulling out of her ever so slowly, "We will stop..."
He was almost thoroughly separated from her when her hand settled on his hip, successfully pausing his movements. She held him to her.
"Don't..." Surprisingly, she doesn't want him away from her. Not now, She doesn't want to face these faceless demons alone. "Please..." Her tone hoarse.
