19. mine

Warnings: Paranormal, Noncon,

Rafe

She’s beautiful when she’s asleep.

“That tea hit you hard, didn’t it?” I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear, wanting to touch her, and also wanting to see if she wakes up from the simple gesture. She doesn’t move.

“I’m sorry.” I trail my talons down her chest, her shirt ripping from the sharp points. “I’m sorry it has to be like this. You don’t understand my need. You don’t understand the constant battle inside me between all my beasts. You don’t understand how much I crave you. It’s… all-consuming.” I spread her shirt apart, my tongue sliding across my fangs when I see her tits. I wait for her to move, to awaken, to scream when she sees me, but she’s out cold.

“You are fucking stunning.” I slide my hands up her body, her tits fitting perfectly in my palms. My mouth parts and an unsteady breath escapes from my broken pants. I shut my eyes, groaning as I slide my thumbs across her nipples. They are hard, reacting to my touch.

“You like that, don’t yo