February 23, 2016, 04:53 PM
but he was not done, the timbre of his voice sounding above her. wife or wench, she would be expected to take him again. the softer thrusts of his hips did nothing for erzsébet but abrade her further, so that she was forced to tighten her jaw and stifle a pained groan. she was no whore! and she was no one's wife, and refused to be such! and yet she kept her eyes fixed upon the sea, anticipating more cruelty from the captain, and willing her mind to run away yet again.
ferahgo jerked against the clutch of her flesh before their bond had dissolved; erzsébet was tugged unceremoniously across the sands until he was able to wrench free, making wide the tears he had already rent in her. the woman fought for breath as her head swam with the physical anguish, tears leaping unbidden to her eyes. but still she kept her gaze upon the sea, swallowing down a sob.
how long she remained with her rump upturned, erzsébet did not know, but ferahgo did not return. she came back to herself and found her cheek pressed against the sand, her torn ear now dried from the cold salt of the wind. blood had caked the grains to her face nevertheless, and she grimaced, straightening.
her pain was awakened into a gnawing burn, and the countess was forced into a limp, a strangled moan breaking from her throat. nausea roiled yet again at the slippery feel between her legs, but erzsébet lifted her head proudly and moved slowly down the strand, toward the packland where she hoped desperately her lover waited, a vow pounding in her mind to repay ferahgo's debt against her.
ferahgo jerked against the clutch of her flesh before their bond had dissolved; erzsébet was tugged unceremoniously across the sands until he was able to wrench free, making wide the tears he had already rent in her. the woman fought for breath as her head swam with the physical anguish, tears leaping unbidden to her eyes. but still she kept her gaze upon the sea, swallowing down a sob.
how long she remained with her rump upturned, erzsébet did not know, but ferahgo did not return. she came back to herself and found her cheek pressed against the sand, her torn ear now dried from the cold salt of the wind. blood had caked the grains to her face nevertheless, and she grimaced, straightening.
her pain was awakened into a gnawing burn, and the countess was forced into a limp, a strangled moan breaking from her throat. nausea roiled yet again at the slippery feel between her legs, but erzsébet lifted her head proudly and moved slowly down the strand, toward the packland where she hoped desperately her lover waited, a vow pounding in her mind to repay ferahgo's debt against her.
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run a shot across the bow - by Ferahgo - February 19, 2016, 03:19 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Erzsébet - February 19, 2016, 07:48 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Ferahgo - February 21, 2016, 01:16 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Erzsébet - February 21, 2016, 02:10 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Ferahgo - February 21, 2016, 08:00 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Erzsébet - February 21, 2016, 09:56 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Ferahgo - February 22, 2016, 03:16 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Erzsébet - February 22, 2016, 09:01 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Ferahgo - February 23, 2016, 02:59 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Erzsébet - February 23, 2016, 03:19 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Ferahgo - February 23, 2016, 03:46 PM
RE: run a shot across the bow - by Erzsébet - February 23, 2016, 04:53 PM