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Obsidian Forest
She was wild. She needed it wild. She needed a male that was just as wild as she was. If not more so. I placed my hands a little further back, feeling the soft swell of her sweet little rump. Her body was so light and yet so powerful over my own, as I traced her curves, and let her feel me wriggle a bit under her. She growled even louder, and seemed surprised, and angry. She seized my throat again, putting the knife in the ground beside my head again, as if daring me to go for it. She moved back, and held her hips up above mine. If I pressed up, I would be in intimate contact, but with her hand around my neck, I was a little afraid to. I could easily be killed. Finally, I decided.. I had to show her that I was the alpha male! I would be the one to give her what she wanted, and it would be a natural, intense, powerful experience! I rolled suddenly, rolling her onto her back, holding her down by her shoulders, as I pressed the tip of my aching maleness against her warm sex. She gasped, and struggled a bit. I grinned at her. “I’ve gotcha..” I said softly. “All mine..” and with that, I pressed forward, sinking a little into her, but not much, before her hands came up, on either side of my face. I held back a bit, looking at her, my half closed, pleasured eyes watching her. She smiled at me, and blew a little kiss at me, and I proceeded to press the rest of the way in, but suddenly my body seized with pain when she pulled my head to the side suddenly, and I went numb, and collapsed on her. She held me close, growling, as my major functions shut down, my neck broken. She evidently didn’t like the take charge kind of guy, I thought, as my world faded into total darkness.
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