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The same clash of scents she had smelled on that night when she was abducted invaded her nose. She threw out her arms instinctively to keep him away.
Too late, he scooped her up and flew upwards, saving her from a death of being splattered on the hard rocks below.
"What are you doing?" he demanded, his tone confused, slightly angry with a tinge of fright, "Why are you trying to stop me loving you as you should be loved?"
Almost crash-landing onto a branch of a tree, he pushed her against the trunk and muttered, "This is for your protection."
He started tying one of her struggling wrists with a vine to a smaller branch. Pulling tight the unbreakable knot, he proceeded to tie her other wrist. He also managed to easily tie her flailing feet so that they were spread wide apart.
She hung, suspended upright in the tree, tautly spread-eagled. She heard him suck in his breath with admiration from behind her. He easily tore off her shift and made one aching stroke down her bare back. Sweat burst from the pores his trailing touch had torched.
"I shall never tire of ravishing you, Beloved," he said. He reached one hand over her shoulder to provocatively caress one of her pert breasts in pulses. Then he proceeded to kiss the back and sides of her neck devouringly.
She did not know how he did it, but she felt a feathered tip of one of his wings flutter against her inner thighs before it pierced her. It was a soft, tickling impalement that increased her itching slickness. Her vagina begged desperately to be filled with something more substantial and satisfyingly hard. A laughing moan escaped from her lips as she convulsed against the vines tightly binding her.
"Tell me what you want," he breathed into her ear in a low, alluring tone.
She bit her lip.
He flicked his slippery, fiery tongue into her ear—enticingly tracing the lines of the outer cartilage before plunging in to ravage the orifice.
"Tell me, tell me what you want. Say it," he demanded.
Aleisha Browne
Author of 'Daughter of Man'
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