Take a look at the one you're with
06-21-2013, 03:04 PM
He was a gargantuan beast, bigger than most other wolves if not all. Power oozed from him frame, evident in the well sculpted, steel like cords of muscles that were bound about his forelimbs and hindquarters, strapped across his chest and draped across his shoulders. He was a man built for power, domination. He was the epitome of a man. Everything that a woman wanted in man he had it and he displayed it with pride. He craved for blood, for the pitiful screams of someone who had realized far too late that help was never going to come. That's what he should have been hearing from the red bitch and his sister. Their sniveling cries, begging for him to stop, to spare their lives. But instead he was only getting the bitchy comebacks from his slut of a sister and silence from the red dame he'd been about to fuck. Shit like this irritated him to no end.
She knew what she was doing to him. She knew she was pissing him off, bringing to that the point that was the point of no return. She was provoking him, chiding him. He knew that part of her liked him seeing him so riled up, to see the demon inside of him unleashed, but it wasn't always a good thing for her. Most of the time, when the demon was unleashed, it was always at her because most of the time, she was the one bringing it out. Like now. He didn't want to fight with her, he just wanted to fuck her and then fuck the red bitch behind her. A simple fuck was all he wanted and he couldn't even get that. She had to come in and ruin everything for him. Such petty words brother. Pale lips curled back against his ivory fangs, a snarl erupting from deep within his chest, whipcord lashing dangerously behind steel colored haunches. He was so pissed off that he was beyond words at this point. He just wanted to rip into her and fuck her into she was crying and pleading with him to stop.
He could see the challenge in her coral eyes and he didn't deal well with challenges, especially from Cataleya. Not before I attend to you first. he snarled as he threw himself back up on his haunches, raising the front half of his torso lifting up off the ground. The gargantuan brute brought his right foreleg down, talons aiming to strike down at her pretty face, ready to leave her with some nice little marks to stare at for the rest of her life. A reminder of how fun it was to piss him off.
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