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Pulling her out of her intense reverie, her Beast arrived at her cell. Her gaze ran along the thick, dark chest hair exposed by his partially unbuttoned white shirt. His transformation back into a human hadn’t completed all the way, probably because she had been having sex with him when it happened. He had a thick, hairy chest and was at least six foot three, always towering over her. His muscles bulged everywhere, making most of his clothes appear slightly too small, unable to contain him. His cock had remained the same size, too, for which she was grateful. He grinned down at her, his blue eyes bright with mischief. His face was perfect – the model of a man. His jawline was chiseled, his cheekbones impossibly high, and reddish blonde hair draped along his broad shoulders. He squatted down next to her. She realized she had woven her arms through the iron bars of her cell to prevent herself from masturbating while arousing herself with memories of their first time. She wasn’t allowed to touch herself in the cell. At least, not until he arrived. He ran his fingers along her arms, teasing her. She stared back at him, already in a dreamy haze of arousal. “Thinking of me?” he asked, grinning. His teeth were white and strong, befitting a prince. “Maybe,” she said, teasing him back. He knitted his brows. “You’re shivering. If you take your arms out of the bars I’ll come in and warm you up.” She removed her arms from the bars and scooted across the cell. She wouldn’t move more until he invited her to do so. She was his to do with as he pleased. There was something freeing about putting her body in the hands of such a wild almanbahis şikayet creature. Even in his human form, he would always be her Beast. He shoved the keys into the door, the brush of metal against metal sending tingles across her skull and down her spine. The sound was a promise of pleasure to come. He entered the cell, swinging the door shut behind him. He stood over her, radiating heat. He offered her his hands to help her up. She placed her ice-cold fingers in his enormous hands and stood up. “Come here,” he said drawing her against him. He wrapped his arms over hers, encasing her with his furnace-hot body. She stopped shivering almost instantly. He slowly moved his hands down her front and pressed against her lower abdomen. The pressure felt incredible and she moaned. His breath was warm and heavy against her sensitive neck. She breathed in tandem with him, allowing their arousal to build together like a slow crescendo. She could feel his cock hardening against her thighs. She adjusted herself in his arms, wiggling her butt against his throbbing, huge cock. She placed her hands over his, the movement again wiggling her butt against him. “Are you trying to drive me mad?” he gritted through his teeth. “Only a little,” she teased. He wanted to be inside her that very instant, but he had to wait. His size was problematic only in that he had to be sure she was ready to receive him. This usually meant she had to have an orgasm first, so she was thoroughly wet and widened. Being with her forced him to learn patience. He wrapped his right hand around her neck, immobilizing her so he could touch her as almanbahis canlı casino he pleased. She relaxed into his grip, the pressure of his hands sending hot tingles down her neck and through her arms. He pressed his nose into her soft brown hair and inhaled deeply. It smelled like lilacs and freshly mown grass. “Been rolling around in the garden again, ma Belle?” he asked, subconsciously gripping her neck more tightly for an instant. Her only response was a shudder of pleasure, causing her to arch against him, her butt pressing harder against his cock. He was pleased to see she was already so deep into wonderland she couldn’t speak without drawing herself back down to reality. He rubbed her left breast in circular motions, enjoying the bounce of the perky flesh in his hands. He pinched each nipple tightly between his strong fingers. She breathed air in quickly and moaned, the pain shooting like hot, lovely daggers through her sensitive body. She moaned as he pinched them again, pressing herself against his hot body. He lifted the scoop neck of her chemise and peeked at her breasts. They gave him a delightful chill every time he saw them. They were perfect. He gripped each one, pressing against the gland. She breathed heavily and arched against him, the adrenaline racing in her veins so fast it was almost painful. He ground against her, aching to be inside her. He released his grip on her neck and pushed her away from him. He ripped her chemise down the back and drew her naked body back against him in one swift motion. “Now that’s better, isn’t it?” She nodded as he slid his hand down her abdomen and almanbahis casino between her labia. It was like a gushing river down there and he grunted with pleasure. He drew his fingers up and down her slit and teased his finger in a circle where he would enter her, soon. He drew a pale pink rose petal from his pocket and rubbed it against her parted lips. She gasped, surprised and titillated by his having chosen to fetishize an object so sacred to them both. The petal was satin-soft and she could tell it had been freshly plucked. Its scent was pungent. He drew the petal down the slender line of her neck and lingered over her nipples. The petal was thick and velvety, its softness an arousing contrast to her Beast’s pinches and tugs. He trailed the petal slowly down her abdomen. He rubbed the petal around her inner thighs, teasing her. She began breathing heavily, aching for him to go further. In one hot motion he slid the petal down her wet pussy. He pressed it up against her vagina, pushing it in just a little, not putting his finger in all the way. Not yet. He took the sopping wet petal between his fingers. “Open your mouth,” he demanded. She parted her lips cautiously. “Wider.” She stretched her lips further. He pressed the petal against the inside of her cheek, rubbing it against the tender flesh. Her saliva blended with her cum and she could taste its sweet-salty flavor mixed with the bitter-sweet of the rose petal. She turned around and stuck out her tongue, showing him the petal against her tongue. Holding his gaze, she chewed the petal and swallowed. Watching it slide down her hot little throat, he grunted. She fished in his pocket and took out another petal. Still holding his gaze, she licked it, slowly, and then slid it between her labia. “Open your mouth,” she demanded. He did and she placed it on his tongue. Her taste was like salty caramel against the rose petal.
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