DANCE WITH THE DEVIL

What a magnificent woman. A fire burned between his legs, making his skin crawl and his mind slip ever so slightly. She was like a goddess herself, forging pleasure where she saw fit. Perhaps, in the future, they could meet again. But.. perhaps not.

But her words caught his attention, and his ears pricked forward as he leaned closer, belly pressed firmly against her back. "You have met my brother?" He inquired softly, though nearly groaned at the prospect. Had his brother taken this woman? It was a tempting thought, and he felt his groin twitch in anticipation against Medusa; wondering why he had not split her in half and crawled inside her. He recalled briefly watching how he had treated their sister's body, and shuddered in forbidden delight. Were Jaeger's tastes changing? Or perhaps he thought his brother to be more wicked than he really was?

Teeth grasped the skin on the back of her neck more firmly, teeth never quite puncturing flesh. "You are quite mistaken, beautiful," he said, laughing sweetly, sound of delight filling the air. "Quite honestly, it only arouses me further. I am honored being with a woman that my brother has taken..." His voice was merely a rumble now, overflowing with sudden arousal and pleasure. His brother was around, and later tonight -- he would find him. How the gods favored him today, yes! Hips pressed readily into her own, wanting badly to take her now.