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he's no good, girl, no good for you



Maverick


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05-22-2014, 11:47 AM
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Perhaps he had gone too far. Perhaps he had better think this through. Perhaps he didn't care anymore. His parents weren't here - in fact, they were both dead. His siblings were gone, probably dead too. His wife was back in Ebony, his children in Seracia or gods-knew-where. For the first time in his life Maverick was absolutely, positively alone. There were no eyes on him save for hers, no expectations on him except for whatever ones were brewing in her mind. There was nothing, no one. There was freedom. He'd lived a caged life, caged by one thing or the other every second of the day and night. First it had been his mother, then his father, then Seracia, then Epiphron, then children, then Ebony - now, nothing. He could finally breathe.



And breathe he did.



To his surprise, she came nearer, nearer still - craning her neck up at him. He felt power, raw, masculine power in his chest. He was hungry for mistakes, starving for regrets. He longed for what was wrong - for the first time in his life. She was the treasure, the embodiment of everything he longed for at this particular moment, and he would win her - he would take her. Instantaneously he lowered his jaws, craning them open and offering a single phrase. "You want this just as much as I do," if she didn't - she need only say it. He might long for danger and wrongdoing, but he did not long for rape - never would. Pearly fangs dipped downward still, aiming a possessive nip at her scruff, then another. If she fled he wouldn't pursue her, but what reason did she have to flee? She was in heat, she desired this possibly even more than he did.



"Speech."