Light, the bright fiery ball is something I despise.
It doesn't have the sense of personality to hide or conceal. It appears appealing and tantalizing that should be gazed at, captured.
Yet nothing turns out good for oneself when trying to even reach the god damn thing because it will burn you into ashes without remorse or an ounce of guilt. Heartless, cold- hot nature. Dual personality. Confusing like hell.
Flirting? Icy? Sunshine personality? - everything is the same, one weird combination in a person. Wrecking my normalcy.
One minute I want to choke her to the point of the very edge and pull her back like I am Anoushka's lifeline, salvation, hope then sink my cock into that slut of a pussy as my cum being the holy water that she is in need of. Fill it with my DNA over and over again, until she becomes a part of me, irrevocably…
But then the next moment, all I care about is protecting her from the monster within me. If it means pushing her away and stripping the emotions of mine, even if it means to hurt her because Anoushka isn't some ornament as I thought she would be or even a mere infatuation but rather my vital weakness, the power to eradicate the very essence of my being.
She is the light I wanted to engulf into my darkness.
The brighter she shines, the twisted I wanted to become the cage of endlessly abyss. Helplessly, deprived, and finally wanting only me. Craving only me.
I want to be the only world and salvation to my lovely Anoushka.
See for the fact, I did my level best to stay away from my kitten. Maybe not. That isn't the point- I controlled this stupid pull, the urge, thirst but I am done pretending to be a noble man of morals.
Who am I kidding? Me noble? Wow.
Well that sentence doesn't cease on my very existence but nevertheless, the point is… This five foot four inches approximately considering, having a temper wilder than a cat and a beauty that is exotic to be left unclaimed is a sin.
I will take this as a responsibility of being a gentleman to have her for myself. She is too worthy for other puny fuckers.
But first and foremost I had to eliminate these British brats. Too sophisticated to my liking or preference- bland in one word.
"What are you two whispering?" I glared down at my height.
Feeling my nerves popping up at my temple. This little kitten doesn't knows what is the fucking meaning of boundary as she is cosy with every god damn male like she is heat.
Simultaneously her cute little blunt blades of glares hit mine. Challenging, should I add. Lovely.
"Okay… hm… you two young people have fun." The brat picks up the atmosphere and runs for his life. Good riddance.
"Had fun hiding, Koshka?"
"Had fun repairing your nose, Vladimir?"
I didn't miss the mocking or the pissed off emotions along with the snarling of my name. I bend over from my six feet height and whispered,
"Koshechka, will you sound the same way when I deny you from coming hard on my cock?"
I purred softly. I grabbed her wrist and pulled, the scent of the engine filled my nostril and vague hints of lavender. Unexplainable anger rose within me.
Annoyance filled my heart, someone or she herself changed the scent that used to calm my mind. Need to change it and I had to make sure she will never have second thoughts about buying products with those cheap scents that don't suits her.
Or better- should I just go for it?
Relax… deep breath… okay.
I nuzzled my face into her palm,
"But to answer you… More than anything Koshka" I rumbled. Is this very hand cause me harm? How adorable "I will cherish the souvenir you gave me, Anoushka" Truth to be told. The slight crooked nose from the previous perfectly straight ones, reminds me of her as if she has staked the ownership over me.
A piece of art of perfection whenever I see myself in the mirror. I belong to her and soon she will be mine.
"Vlad..imir…?"
Astonishment coated her face as I saw through her fingers, eyes dilute with the specks of greyish hues of the seductive siren combining into the tantalizing chocolate. I spread those fingers and plunged my tongue between her middle and fore fingers.
Marking her. Showing how I will claim her pussy as my own with my tongue in future.
In… Out… Suck… Nibble...
The pinkish flesh with the smell of heaven as I will coat it with my hell onto it… I groaned, feeling my race suit becoming incomprehensibly tight… I continued that rhythm of pace. Stopping now doesn't seems right.
If she is the siren then I will be the ocean to engulf her very embodiment.
Mouth agape, goosebumps all over her skin, teeth sinking into the chapped red lips, and pink patches heating her face. Pretty sure her nipples would be hard just like my cock underneath that shirt. Sexy little slut of mine.
"Good girl"
It doesn't take two seconds for me to drag Anoushka to one corner and completely mark her in my pheromones but it is boring. Mundane at least, doesn't excites the beast within me.
I want her to crawl towards me as I'm the only one who could actually relieve her.
"Snap out, Koshechka" I took a step back putting some distance between us as if nothing shameless happened a couple of seconds ago.
Anoushka's hand was frozen in mid air, errotic look coated her eyes for a beat, two.
"Where you expecting more, my little slut"
I smirked.