1. Maga


    Date: 11/4/2015, Categories: Supernatural, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    happening to you? It’s wrong to put anyone through that.” “I’m harmless, Gil. I would never intentionally hurt anyone or anything living thing. It’s not in my nature. There was no way you should have remembered me. What started out as mischief, turned in to a curiosity I couldn’t control. I do hope you can understand that. And, I think you are handsome, not cute, for the record.” “Really, Cassandra? You couldn’t control your own curiosity. Aren’t you a bit too old for mischief? That is very lame for a Maga. Mystical powers with no means of control, seems like a dangerous combination any way you look at it,” I coldly replied to her. She told me that she wouldn’t hurt me. I wanted to call her out on that. My words hurt her. I could hear it in her voice as she replied, “That is a very hurtful thing to say, Gil. I apologized and explained everything to you. It wasn’t easy to come and visit you. I had no idea of how you would react. For all I knew, you wanted to hurt me.” I quickly replied with ice in my voice, “Cut the bullshit, Cassandra. You had nothing to lose by coming here. You slipped out of my grip rather easily. What was your plan? Come over, fuck with my mind some more. Study me for the sake of your curiosity. Then erase my memory of all that you confessed, and be on your merry way? And, I would never raise my hand to a woman, Maga or not, for the record.” “If you want me to leave, just say so. I will erase the burden of meeting me from your memory, and you will never ...
    have to see me again. I promise to leave you alone. It’s obvious that you don’t want anything to do with me.” I inched closer to her, grabbed a fist full of her hair and yanked her head back, “How do I know I can trust you to keep your word, Cassandra? What’s to stop you from doing this over and over?” I snarled. She gasped and closed her eyes, surrendering to the burning sensation between her legs. I grabbed her wrist and brought her fingers to my lips and placed soft kisses on the tips. “Break free of my grip, Cassandra. I know that I am hurting you,” I snarled, my lips almost brushing against hers. She replied by pressing her body harder against my growing cock. I grinned and pushed her away from me. She glared at me, a colorless fire smoldered in her black eyes. The grin on my face enraged her. She lifted her hand and pointed her index finger at me. I stretched out my arms, offering her my muscular, naked torso as an unobstructed target and snickered, daring her to do whatever it was that she had in mind. Slowly she lowered her arm and let it rest at her side. “Tsk, tsk, Cassandra, I thought you were not capable of hurting me? What were you going to do to me?” I snarled. “You’re a fucking prick!” she hissed at me. “I’m not the one who erases all the evidence of I what chose to do, because I didn’t like the outcome, slut,” I snarled at her. She got angrier at me and at the same time became more aroused at being called a slut. She felt as if her pussy was dripping liquid ...
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