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An Eerie Night of Madness

Date: 10/30/2015, Categories: Supernatural, Author: Hannah_Jones, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

said to me. His voice was lyrical. I shook my head, trying to free my hand from his. His touch seemed to soothe me, made me feel safe, and that scared me. I laughed at the absurdities of my thoughts, in constant contradiction, and wondered if this was what it was like to go insane. “I’ve been with you since the day you were conceived,” he said, his husky voice soft as he moved closer to me. “You’ve always been mine, yet… not. I watched you as a small girl growing up. I know every thought you’ve had, every feeling you’ve felt. I know what makes you happy. I know what breaks your heart. I know everything about you, Hannah… Everything.” He had positioned himself so he was sitting on his knees in front of me. His hands were cupping my face. Before I realized what was happening, he had bent forward and place his lips on mine, kissing my mouth in a way I had never experience until then… undemanding yet with a hunger that seemed almost primal. His hands were on me again, his touches like quiet breezes. I was vaguely aware that we were lying across the bed. I noticed that he had somehow managed to unhook my bra only when I saw it float to the floor. Then his mouth was on my bare breast and any protest that I was about to utter was lost, completely forgotten in the ecstasy that the feel of his tongue against my nipple aroused. I felt his breath against my skin, felt his touch as his hands traveled my body, tasted the sweetness of his kisses on my mouth, yet it all seemed to be ... happening to someone else. It was almost as if I was watching form a distance while at the same time being a physical part of it. My hands went to his head, holding him to me, my fingers in his lush silky mane while his lips, his tongue and his teeth played my breasts like a musical instrument. I was aware of the soft moans escaping my throat, changing ever so slightly with every bite, suck, and lick as he continued to pleasure my breasts. The previous protests my mind had been lodging were dissipating with every breath I exhaled. His skin felt like satin against my palms and fingertips. The fear was gone. The fear of the unknown, of being alone on a dreadful night… the certainty of doom, the feeling of something sinister in the air… all replaced with a feeling of sheer enchantment at his every touch. His hands slid my shorts down my hips, my thighs, past my calves and ankles, over my feet. His lips made a trail of kisses up my legs, first one, then the other, nipping at the inside of my thigh, soft supple skin being sucked into his mouth, his teeth and tongue playing against my taut flesh. Legs spread, I welcomed his body between them as he moved up, and again using his mouth to tease my already aroused and hardened nipples. “Oh God,” I whispered between ragged breaths when the feel of his tongue on my nipple caused a rippling sensation in the pit of my stomach for the umpteenth time in minutes. I heard him chuckle, felt his body quietly shake against mine. “No,” he tenderly ...