faelans_folly | [Open - Area Around Irish Coffee After Midnight]

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[Open - Area Around Irish Coffee After Midnight]

I check all the locks and alarms again, even though I did that all on my last sweep. Routine is both an enemy and an ally. As long as I don't use the routine to become lazy and remain alert, it's my ally. Not that this place is a likely target but lack of vigilance is an enemy.

I can hear the training drilled into my head, even if I don't remember where and when it came from. Like everything else I know it's just there. No memory of how or why, just there.

I hear a sound, faint, but definitely there. No human could hear it, but then I'm not human. I don't know what I am, exactly, but I'm not human.

I sweep the flashlight back and forth, although I keep it on more to blind others than help me see. I can see perfectly in the dark, just like I can hear things a human shouldn't. I take a deep breath and I can smell that whatever it is, it's a human. Or at least smells similar to a human.

"Who's there?" I call out.

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Maggie turned back around when he spoke, the wild in her eyes for a flash only before she iced it over. There were so many different ways to interpret what he'd said, she didn't trust herself to try.

"Thank you, I think. I wasn't intending on being seen by anyone this late, so I didn't change." She laughed a little, some of the husky in her voice audible, fingers plucking at the nearly sheer gossamer. "Then again, I'm almost wearing more with this than I do normally, so there really wasn't much point."

My eyes go a bit wide at that and I pull on my shirt to try and cover that up. I doubt she can read arousal like I can but you never know. I can tell she's even more excited now but I still don't know what to do with that. Sometimes I wish everyone could sense things like I can.

"You just walk through town naked?"

"Not as such, no," Maggie said, and couldn't even bring herself to smile. Not when his chest was on display again and the play of muscles moving had her fingers itching again. "I just meant the sundresses are shorter, end a bit above my knees. So there's less of my actual skin showing now than in my usual dresses."

"Your current nightgown is very... transparent," I say, wondering if maybe she doesn't realize how much it shows. It definitely doesn't seem like the sort if thing you wear lounging around the house in the evening.

"It, it shows off your body very nicely."

Maggie looked down at the comment and swallowed. The opaque material might not even be there for all it didn't hide. Then she remembered the kid, the bottle, and the water. It had been soaked when she'd drenched the boy and apparently, the water damage looked to be permanent.

And then she took a leap, since he was almost fixated on it. Just the thought of his eyes on her curves had her body ramping up. It was the strangest thing - like she could feel every place his eyes touched like a physical touch to her skin.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked, hoarse again.

I take another breath and I can smell her desire and it's intoxicating. I like her body. Soft but still firm, not too lean. My animal instincts tell me she would be a good mate, good to mate with and I'm certainly in agreement.

I nod in response to her question, not trusting myself to speak, the hungry look in my eyes evident. I want to be absolutely sure she wants this, because arousal does not equal consent, and I feel like if I so much as move I'll lose what little control I have.

When she finally caught his eyes, and saw an answering hunger there, Maggie gasped audibly at the spike in her own energy. Her body floods like he's already touching her and her legs don't appear to be working, She can't take so much as a step towards him. It almost feels like it's the way it has to be; pursuit in a way.

"Come here," she managed to whisper and her eyes raked down his body, venturing past the waistband. And what she sees there, wedged uncomfortably in his jeans, rips another gasp from her throat.

I move forward with blinding speed and a rumble of desire in my chest. I kiss her hard, arms wrapping around her and pulling her close. My body generally runs hot, several degrees higher than a human, but everywhere she makes contact with me feels like it's burning.

I press my hips against her, needing to feel pressure of some sort against my cock. Animal instincts are scream at me to rip our clothes off and mount her right now and it's a near thing I don't. At least nit quite yet.

Maggie moans against his lips, opening her mouth to him, drinking his taste on her tongue, stance widening to fit his body against hers better. Everything is hot, his skin against hers is like holding laying on sun-heated rocks. It doesn't burn or scorch; it just makes everything in her hotter.

When he presses against her, Maggie's head fell back in an effort to move her body closer still, her hips meeting that first press and leaving no doubt that she wanted to take as much as he wanted to give.

My hands move along her body, rough and eager, frustrated by the fabric they find. I begin ripping and tearing the clothing off of her so that I can touch her bare skin. My fingers grip her ass tight, one hand there while the other roams her body.

I give another low growl as I feel her tongue tease mine and I deepen the kiss. I like how she tastes and the smell of her, the scent of desire, is so strong it almost makes me dizzy.

The sound of ripping fabric is like a drug to her blood, and her pulse spikes in tandem with the sheer need running through her.

"More." Its the only word she can manage as her hands push off the shirt he never got a chance to button and her hands run over every part of his body she can reach. "More," she repeats on a moan, not even sure what she wants more of, but it's the only one that makes sense.

Human and animal instincts are humming as one. Training has no say in this, which is fine. I know what to do now, her words and body urging me on. A moment ago her touch was calming but now it excites me more. Drives me.

I reach down and undo my pants, dropping them along with my bowers. I spin her around and bend her over a table. I run my hand along her hips as I press my cock up against the crack of her ass, growling.

Godinheaven. The words come out in Gaelic, a language she hasn't spoken since her father's death years ago when even thinking the ancient tongue was painful. But this...this...this calls to her on some primal level that has her legs quaking and her insides practically liquified. She's wet to a point she's never been before, and all she can do is push back against him in silent plea, keening whimpers issuing from her throat with every panted breath.

I can't wait any longer, I need her, badly. I slid a hand between her legs and feel she's so wet, obviously wanting it just as bad. I take my cock and position it at the entrance of her pussy, so hot and wet. With a primal growl of need I thrust into her, burying myself completely into her. The feeling is blissful, surrounded by her, pressing my hips against her ass.

Maggie's head fell back as her spine bowed from the force of that first thrust, deep and straight through her like a battering ram. Even as he pushed into her to the hilt, she was already pressing back, pushing to get more, more, more. Her arms stretched, wrists angled, and dug her fingers into his hips as if trying to get him to give her what she needs.

"Jack. Please," she gasped. "Everything."

I pull almost all the way out of her then slam back in. Not as hard as I can, that would hurt her too badly, but almost as hard as I think she can stand. I grip her hips and pull her back harder against me, although I'm not even sure that's possible. I roll my hips and grind up against her again, stroking deep inside of her.

"Don't hold back," Maggie said on a growl. When he pulled out to everything but the tip, she nearly spat her anger at being deprived his cock; when he started to slide back she braced herself for the thrust. It came, but not what she'd expected, not like that first. The first that had her nearly coming at the memory. "Fuck me, Jack. I want it all."

She turned her head to look at him, wild eyes nearly black with the lust pulsing through her.

Her words are driving me on, almost taunting me, daring me. I can't help but respond, almost withdrawing from her again, slamming back into her once more, groaning in pleasure. She almost smells like she's in heat, so desperate for this. I want to give it to her, over and over until she can't take it anymore.

She was close to animal in the sounds he was coaxing out of her with every pound of his cock into her and still she pushed back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust and motion for motion. Her body shuddered, her gown in tatters and her body aching in the absolute best way, more and more with every time his cock battered her again.

Then she raised on her toes and her world exploded the second his cock hit her g-spot. "Ohfuckyes!" She screamed it as her body went to tremors that shook her body like an earthquake.

I lose all sense of time as I pound into her. I love the sounds she makes almost as much as the feel of her tight around my cock. The sight of her ass driving back against mine is an amazing sight to see. It appeals to every part if me and when she comes, clenching down on me I let out a roar, garbbled by the sound of more than one animal tearing from my throat. I can feel myself pulse into her as I come with her, hips not stopping their relentless drive.

"Again," I tell her. I want to make her feel so good, want to be the best to show her his strong I am, how I'm the best mate, the most powerful.

The sound alone, the primal growl of his animal side, would have been enough to trigger another orgasm alone, but when she felt his body stiffen and his cock almost...fuck, did it get bigger inside her as he came deep? Her scream was hoarse but her body shuddered and her knees threaten to buckle under his relentless assault, fucking her through her orgasm and deep into her second. "Jack.fuckjack yes!"

I don't stop. I don't even think I can at this point. It all feels so good and with each thrust my mind screams Mine, mine! My cock stays hard and I continue pounding away, my control gone now. She'll surely have bruises tomorrow and I don't even care right now.

"Good," I say, my voice more a raw rumble at this point. "So good. Fucking you is so good."

I reach down with one hand and reach around to grab one of her breasts, squeezing hard as my hips buck against her.

Maggie does her best to straighten enough to get his hand a better grip on her breast, the moans and keening near constant with every thrust and drive. "Jackjackjackjack." She can't do anything else but repeat his name as he continues to fuck her senseless. Her own hand slicks down her own body, fingers rubbing her clit in time with his cock's pounding her body, feeling the pleasure rise in her again. "Fuck Jack. Going to...oh fuckyes. Fuck!"

"Yes! Yes!"

I want to feel her come again, feel her walls clench my swollen cock as she comes. My free hand reaches up and grabs a fsitful of her hair, pulling back on it as I feel her come. I'm not going to come again yet so I have no plans to slow down. I love the sound of my hips slapping against her ass, the way my name sounds on her lips. I love it all.

The pain of the yank to her scalp radiates straight down to her clit, pulsing it with every beat of her heart. No one's ever done this, just like this, before. A few tugs, half hearted at best. This. This was control, this was taking, this was....fuckfuckFUCK! It was like one orgasm just bled right into another, her body becoming one live nerve ending. She wasn't. She just wanted him. Wanted him to... her mind wavered out until she was nothing more than senses and reactions. And all she could say was his name, over and over.

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