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Untamed Urges

Two enemies seek refuge from a storm and succumb to their urges.

Genres: Paranormal

Tags: FM, Demon


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Untamed Urges

The roar of the fire was dull as the blizzard gathered speed outside the windows. Rattling the window panes, Symone was reminded of the tornadoes of her childhood. The screaming freight train that raged above her head as she held her baby sister in her arms, all their eyes averted to the ceiling of the shelter she'd helped her father dig when she was thirteen.

Ayden's growl of rage was aimed toward the snow plowing into the windows and around the small cottage. His fingers gripped both sides of the window, his elongated, thick nails digging deep half-moons into the rotting wood.

His short thick black hair curled slightly on his forehead, his greenish gold eyes reflecting in the window as she watched his back. The muscles rippled deep beneath his skin like water slid over slick rocks. His soaked clothes hung over the back of an old rocking chair to dry with Symone's.

Ayden watched Symone move from the window. Her silver eyes reflected the firelight, her reddish brown hair falling in clingy wet curls over her back and breasts. Her nipples peaked through her hair, the darker flesh beckoning him to her. His eyes fluttered closed as his body tightened. This reaction was not what he needed right now, she was supposed to be his enemy and yet they'd gotten trapped in this rundown cottage together to keep out of the cold of the blizzard they'd flown straight into.

The painful memory of his leathery wings stiffening and frosting over with sudden ice made his cock go limp against his body. His eyes snapped open as her mind brushed against his with the most teasing caress. His cock hardened again as he watched her. Her back was to him, her firm, round ass flushed from the fire. Turning toward her, Ayden's arms crossed over his broad chest. The muscles in his arms and chest tensed and loosened as he held back the urge to strut over and grip her ripe ass in his hands as he lifted her body and deposited her where she belonged. Straddling him, his erection pressed deeply inside her...

Symone turned, a surprised look darkening her silver eyes as she stood half facing him. Her mouth made the perfect O of surprise as he threw a mental picture at her, thrusting it deep into her memory of the two of them entwined in deep passion. Narrowing her eyes, a soft hiss came from Symone.

"Touch me and I will slit your throat."

Grinning, Ayden stepped forward. A growl rolled from Symone. Her silver eyes narrowed as Ayden took another step toward her. With a blink, Ayden went from across the room to right in front of Symone. Gasping, she stumbled backward, her arms pin wheeling as she teetered back toward the fireplace.

The bricks were menacing behind her head, like a death promise. Ayden caught her waist, pulling her into his equilibrium his body pressed to hers. His cock pressed against her stomach, her body tensing at the feel of him pressed against her. Her eyes fluttered closed with a soft moan as his fingers trailed over her hips and around to her ass, clutching the firm mounds in his large hands.

"Get your hands OFF me Ayden." a smile split the straight look on Ayden's face as he kneaded and massaged Symone's ass in his palms. Groaning softly, he dragged her hips up his body. The friction of his cock sliding down Symone's stomach caused an unwanted moan to roll from her as she glared daggers at Ayden.

He had no right to take advantage of her... They were supposed to be enemies, bound to killing each other. They'd fought yes... but they'd only fought around their people. Meeting alone had never caused fights to happen and they seemed calm and collected... okay... maybe not collected, the hard cock pressed into Symone's stomach proved that they weren't collected. The stirring in her lower abdomen made another involuntary moan escape her.

Their eyes met, silver with greenish gold. Two opposites that blended and melted together perfectly. Symone's fingers ran slowly up Ayden's thick arms to rest on his shoulders. His hands slid to her waist, pulling her close to him. Lifting her, Ayden walked to the bed and laid Symone on it. Nestling himself between her legs, Symone's shiver caused an animalistic growl roll from deep in Ayden's throat as he rested just outside her.

"Ayden..." Symone's eyes were pleading, begging. He didn't have to be told twice. Sliding the head of his cock inside, they both gasped. She was so tight around him, his body jerked slightly as he slid more of himself inside Symone. Her back arched up into him, her smaller body seeming fragile beneath his as he slid in farther.

Growling softly, Symone closed her eyes. Her legs looped around Ayden's waist, tightening around him, drawing him deeper inside her. He filled her wonderfully. The feel of his cock pushing deeper into her had her nails dragging long gashes across his back. Blood seeped out of the wounds slowly before drawing back in as the skin healed with no sign that the wounds had ever been there.

Ayden's back arched as more gashes were dug deep into his back. His eyes rolled back in his head as he pulled out of Symone. Thrusting sure and deep, his hips collided hard with Symone's pelvis. Crying out loudly, Symone dug deep half-moons into his back, sinking through skin and muscle. Both lost hold of their gravity, their bodies slowly lifting off the bed as Ayden clasped his mouth on Symone's.

Pushing his tongue into Symone's mouth, Ayden thrust himself deep into Symone. Her moans were muffled as she pushed and wound her tongue around Ayden's. A grunt escaped Ayden as his back hit the ceiling. Rolling, he pinned Symone to the ceiling, her hands clasped in his above her head as he continued to thrust himself into her, his thrusts getting harder and deeper.

Breaking the kiss, Symone breathed heavily her eyes meeting Ayden's. Grinning, Symone thrust her hips harder, meeting Ayden's hardening thrust in the middle. Their eyes rolled back in their heads as the collision of their hips got a loud cry from them both.

As they recovered from the intensity of the thrust, Symone kissed lightly along Ayden's neck. Sliding her tongue over his skin, he moaned. Thrusting deeper, Ayden kissed along Symone's shoulder. With a soft smile, Symone opened her mouth. Her fangs grew slowly, the pointed canines deadly to anyone outside her kind. Lowering her head, Ayden gasped as her fangs sank deep into his throat.

Moving his hands to her hips, Ayden yanked her hips forward with each thrust, his hips colliding hard with hers as Symone sank her fangs deeper into his neck.

Feeling the blood draining from his body, Ayden plunged his fangs into Symone's shoulder. A loud metallic cry escaped her as his blood mingled with every part of her body. She throbbed around him, milking him as he thrust himself in and out of her.

Symone's fangs sank into Ayden's neck again, her ass hitting the ceiling every now and then as he pounded his cock deep inside her.

Yanking away, Symone let out a loud metallic cry. Her muscles clenched and spasmed around Ayden's cock as she climaxed, her face contorted in sheer pleasure. Blood stained her tongue and lips, a small trail sliding down her chin as her fangs retracted into her mouth.

Ayden pulled away soon after, his own metallic cry clipped as Symone kissed him deeply, her teeth nipping lightly at his lower lip. With a final hard thrust, his body tightened, a tight groan escaping him as he came deep inside her, his pants matching Symone's as they pulled away and stared at each other.

They didn't say a word as their bodies descended from the ceiling to the bed. A loud groan escaped the rusty bed as their weight dropped onto it suddenly. Catching their breath, Ayden pulled himself from Symone and shifted his body, allowing her to slide onto the bed beside him. Turning her back to him, Ayden looped his arm around her torso, pulling her close to his body and trailing gentle kisses along her head and ear.

The End


Untamed Urgesby Symone Andrews

Symone Andrews

well now... let's see.

I'm 31 and engaged to an amazing man whom I spend probably way more time than I should with. I don't really know what else to say about that...

My name is Kayla and lately I've been writing more than I have in the past several years. I'm still very much an erotic writer and I love spending my time writing and reading hot, steamy scenes between a man and a woman.

Deviantart: https://www.deviantart.com/writersymone

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