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 Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 5:10 pm
Caleb Andrews Caleb saw the women jump down from the tree, she had such agility and such balance. She landed right on her feet without any trouble whatsoever. He watched her carefully, making sure to keep a little bit of distance between them. She was examining his body once more with hunger in her eyes. Her eyes then moved to his pants and he had enough. He put his hand against the tree and was about to push him up. Suddenly, Caleb heard the girl's voice... She didn't want to have to do this? Do what? She started to walk towards, something about her was changing though... he was no longer fearful or angry with her, he was almost drawn in. He tried to back away, but his body didn't budge. He was absolutely still, just watching her and unable to do anything about it. Once her hand was on his skin, his heart, any thought of fighting back had escaped his mind. Her hands were cold, but something about it was just so appealing to him. He looked into her eyes and when she spoke, her voice seemed to almost echo in his mind. He slowly nodded at her, "Yes... I will..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 5:49 pm
The name's Thalia Antoinette Rose, my Darling
Thalia was very impatient and frustrated in the kitchen. She had only walked in there to get away from Justus. The slave's anger was infectious, and since Thalia was starving she wasn't sure she could control herself. But the Kitchen .. It was a pity. No food was there for her to snack on. Not even a fingernail .. She was starving. Ha. Starving. She had never felt that feeling as a human. Family would whisper about a possible eating disease. Anorexic? Bulimic? Thalia didn't find that very amusing. It was called being a model. You know, having a figure. "You should eat more darling, I can see your bones." She always smiled when she gave her reply. "Really? Well, I'm impressed I'm still here. By the looks of it you eat everything, including the bones."
Haha. She never had an eating disorder. She'd eat, she just wouldn't eat a lot. Instead of a Quarter-pounder with cheese, she chose a salad. Instead of eating a piece of pie smothered in whip cream, she'd eat just the whip cream. Which, by the way, was a personal favorite of hers. She could eat just about anything with whip cream. Until now. Now there just isn't a flavor. It's just not right- not flesh. Turns out it has to have breathed at some point, or her skin feels like it will slither off to find a new body. Speaking of bodies ..
She closed the refrigerator door with a huff. Thalia caught sight of a cleaver in the corner of her eye, and suddenly she remembered something: She had a hand left. Oh yay for hands! Sometimes she'd store them throughout the house so she could snack when she was too weak to hunt, or just too lazy. Lifting the mat off the floor, she got down on her knees and lifted up the floor as well. There in a little Ziploc baggie was a severed hand. She felt like she was drinking water from the sudden saliva she had to gurgle down. Like a rabid animal she snatched the bag and ripped it open, grabbing the sharp knife from the counter. With a small smile on her lips she brought the knife down five times, slicing off each thick finger. The hand went back in the baggie and resumed it's hiding place under the concealing mat and tile. Right now, she was in heaven as she dropped each finger into her waiting mouth. Mmm. Not as good as a live human, or a freshly killed one, but it was good all the same.
Noises. In the house. She glanced up through her bangs at the roof above her head, staring up as if she could see into Zeke's room. Footsteps. Oh goodies, back from the hunt. I'm impressed, she actually won .. Now she was intrigued. She must meet the slave who bested the zombie. And she had a tingling feeling that someone had discussed her. Chills always ran through her spine when her name was said, even when it was to her face. Just a habit. After swallowing the last crumbs of human remains Thalia smoothed her black dress down, adjusting it so it fell down to her mid-thigh. Thalia's steps were silent, determined not to make any noise as she strutted up the stairs and down the long hallway.
Already she saw Zeke's figure at his door, and the female was just inside. "I see you've been beat .." Thalia began with a slow smile as she paused at the door. Then her smile froze when her eyes fell on Kristi. The girl sported Zeke's shirt, and clearly the only things underneath were her undergarments. The only things. If Thalia had a heart it would have stopped beating. So much skin was exposed .. It felt as if she was drinking in this slave's soul. After her hungry eyes finished savoring Kristi's body she finally looked up at the face, and her full lips curled a little more. "You must be pretty smart to hide from a Zombie .."
Let's skip the pleasantries, I'll just call you dinner
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 6:28 pm
So I guess the fortune-teller’s right Does the pain weigh out the pride? Should have seen just what was there I have lost all sense of control… And not some holy light You’re in ruins. It’s crawling through my veins and now… You’re in ruins.  Abra didn't need him to tell her. She was already afraid. Not quite scared enough to have hysterics or faint or whatever else a woman supposedly did when she realized she'd spent a night with...Christ, with the undead. But pretty freaked.
When he pulled her closer, Abra's hand remained on his chest. At first she was trying to push him back, get away, but when he jumped, her hand tightened immediately, looking for a grip. She hated heights, really did. Being up here was enough cause for panic. And she was up here with...
"What are you?" she asked, quietly. There was no quaver in her voice - she wouldn't have allowed it. She looked around, realizing that suddenly they were on a...a rooftop. And she was not going to get down from here herself.
What was he planning? And where did he think he was taking her?
Abra would have asked, but she had a feeling she wouldn't like the answer. And besides, too many questions always felt ridiculous and sort of pathetic. Instead, she struggled a bit, trying to get space between them again - he hadn't loosened his grip on her.I don’t care Your faith walks on broken glass. I have no luck Something inside this heart has died. I don’t miss it all that much Well… There’s just so many things that I can’t fight… Nothing’s ever built to last. Abra Elaine Castle
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 7:32 pm
"Here you are, down on your knees again."
"Trying to find air, to breathe again."
"I love the way that your heart breaks." Adriana Eva Cruz- Vampire, 22/110 At Caleb's reply, Adriana's lips turned into a smile. A smirk. An evil smirkish smile... whatever vampires do when they know they've won over the mind of thier prey.
"Good boy..." Her free hand, the one that was not draped over the boy's chest, moved up to caress his face, feeling his warm skin beneath her fingertips. The skin that was warm from the blood that flowed underneath.
Slowly, her hand moved to rustle up the blonde hairs that were now askew from running moments before. They traced his skull, feeling the veins pulsing inside, before bringing her hand to rest on the small of the back of his neck.
"Hm..." Her eyes... they were glowing again, with some kind of golden venom that saw what they liked. Not many thoughts were in her mind. She wasn't sure if she would kill him. Probably not, for his heart was too strong. Maybe, she would test him. Yes, that's what she would do. Drink from him as much as she could, leave him laying weak and defeated. If he survived long enough to replenish her thirst later on in the week -for Adriana was known to overfeed herself- then she would keep the boy, farm him as her own.
Too much thinking... not enough eating...
With that final thought in her mind, Adriana used her hand thatw as against Caleb's neck, and pulled him towards her. Her eyes closed and her other hand was griped against his chest, as if trying to rip out the boy's heart. It looked, for a moment, that she was going to kiss him, in a romantic manner.
That's what it was supposed to look like.
Instead, the hand that pulled him towards her, turned his head, forced his neck to show. And there, she saw it. The large vein that was this boy's lifeforce, her own delicious little red thread... she had to have it.
Another smile, a smirk, and a soft vibration ran along her throat as Adriana -significantly smaller than Caleb- leaned forward, and put her lips to his neck, tasting his flesh with her tounge.
Then, her eyes grew wide, and she was no longer herself. Now, she was the monster she was reborn to be, and right in her hands was her prey. In one swift motion, she opened her mouth, put Caleb's skin within her, and bit down long and hard into his neck. She only hoped he wouldn't put up a fight that he could not win.
"Only surrender will help you now."
"I love you, please see and believe again."
"I love that you're never satisfied."
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 7:51 pm
"Hold onto chance,
'lest we bleed ourselves"
Carlos Ramon Andres  There was a soft chuckling that came from Carlos' throat, escaped from his lips. Abra was in fact, amusing him.
"I... am a vampire." He looked down to the woman in his arms, the terrified looked in her eyes simply fueled the spark within his. "And you..."
A smirk crossed his face, tightening his grip on her before lifting her off the ground, so that she was totally incapable of escape. "Are mine."
With that, he took a step forward, and then another, before he was at the ledge of the rooftop. He gave another chuckle, this one ringing in the air, as he stomped his foot on the groud, and the pair were airborne.
They landed on another rooftop, almost as quickly as they had gotten onto the first. He walked forward and jumped aagin, and again, and again. He did this many times, covering much ground uncovered before they would finally reach thier destination.
His feet thumped on the wet grass very softly before they dissappered under the fog that accompanied the oh-so-forbidding graveyard. Knowing that he was safe to do as he wished in this secret area, not too far away from other vampires, zombies and ghost children, Carlos let his confidence grow, and he threw a scare Abra to the ground, at his feet. He was hope she would run. It would be quite amusing. Vampire, 20 "We can both become the same pawn that's made to fall."
"Oil that tastes like blood stole the summer's scent."
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 8:12 pm
Kristi Lee Bell
Kristi looked at Zeke with a smile on her face... but that smile soon faded as she heard the door open slightly. She then heard the female voice from behind and guess who it was, Thalia. All the blood in her body ran cold and her heart nearly stopped. She turned slowly to see Thalia's hungry eyes, feasting on the sight on her body.
Kristi felt somewhat violated as the girl examined her. She felt as though she were doing something wrong by standing there and allowing Thalia to look at her. The shirt was rather long on her, concealing her underwear even. But, of course, she was wet, so the shirt stuck to her body and showed a bit too much, especially of her legs. That was one of the two parts of her body that she was always proud of, her legs. The other was her hourglass body shape.
Kristi looked over and saw that the blankets were on the floor next to Zeke's bed. He walked behind Zeke, trying to hide her body the best she could. The whole time she walked over there, she felt Thalia's eyes linger upon her, which sent invisible chills down her spin. She looked over at Thalia, not wanting to be rude, as she grabbed for a blanket, "Yeah, I guess so... I mean, Zeke's a really good hunter... I don't really know how I did it..." She laughed nervously as she tried to unfold the blanket so she could put it on.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 8:32 pm
So I guess the fortune-teller’s right Does the pain weigh out the pride? Should have seen just what was there I have lost all sense of control… And not some holy light You’re in ruins. It’s crawling through my veins and now… You’re in ruins. Abra's breath caught. She would have said horror and fury if anyone had asked, wished she could believe that was all it was. But damned if the way he said it...
...well, if it didn't sound kind of sexy, put that way.
And then they were jumping from rooftop to rooftop, and she was beginning to panic. She did not like jumping from this height. One slip and she was dead. She didn't know if he would be, but she was, definitely. So she quit trying to squirm free, and her hands slid up to his shoulders, where they clung. She was not going to fall.
Her eyes were closed, but she knew when they were on solid ground again. The light thump and the brush of dewy grass against her ankles told her so. Then she was on the ground, staring up at Carlos. Had he thrown her down or had she dropped herself? She couldn't quite remember.
Well, if she couldn't have choice, at least she could have dignity.
She got up again, her hair tumbling loose - the pins were now a total loss, and Abra had resigned herself to it - and brushed some of the grass off her skirt. Then she lifted a brow at him. She could tell he wanted her to run. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction, even if she could - run in these stupid shoes? Was he crazy? "All right," she said instead, her voice resigned, even a little bored. She'd been a pretty good drama kid, back in the day. "Is whatever-this-is going to take long? Because I have a shift tonight, and Crack gets all pissy if we skip shifts."I don’t care Your faith walks on broken glass. I have no luck Something inside this heart has died. I don’t miss it all that much Well… There’s just so many things that I can’t fight… Nothing’s ever built to last. Abra Elaine Castle
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:09 pm
Caleb AndrewsCaleb was like a fly trapped in Adriana's web. He was helpless under her power... other men probably could fight her somewhat, but not him. He was strong in almost all categories, except one... girls. Let me rephrase that, pretty girls. Something about them made him feel so vulnerable and weak, but in a way he enjoyed it. Odd, right? The words, 'Good Boy', echoed inside of his head. Caleb may have been in a trance, sure, but he could feel everything that Adriana was doing to him... As one of her hands rested on his chest, her other hand moved towards his face. Her fingertips gently caressed his skin; her hands were cold and he knew exactly what she was doing. She was feeling the warmth of his skin and the blood that lay beneath it. But for some reason, he could do nothing about it. It was almost as if he didn't want to do anything, as if he wanted her to have her way with him. Adriana's hands soon moved to the tip of his head. She was tasseling his short blond her, playing with it and slightly fixing it from the mess it was. Her hands moved away from his hair and down to his skull. Once again, he knew what she was doing. She was feeling every little pulse on his face, trying to determine how powerful and plentiful his blood flow was. Once again, he did nothing. His eyes were fixed on her own and nothing else seemed to matter more to him then to just stare into them. Adriana's hand held the back of Caleb's neck up, she was getting ready to feed on her prey. But, for a moment, she seemed to stop everything she was doing. She was thinking... but what was she thinking about? Whether or not to kill him probably... he hoped that she didn't kill him. He didn't run away from home just to get eaten and killed by a vampire. Hopefully, she would take all the blood she needed and then they would go in their separates ways like it never happened. Adriana's glowing eyes told Caleb that she had come to a decision... she was going to drink his blood, definitely, for her eyes looked like they were hungry. He would find out soon enough if he would live through it or not. He continued to stare into her eyes, for he could do nothing else. Caleb felt himself slowly being lifted up... he couldn't believe this was actually happening now, not to him. He had seen it plenty of time in the horror films. The vampire seduced its victim and put it into a trance. The vampire then played with its food, feeling for the right vein to suck from. He shook his head slowly, trying to tell her not to do it, but it was a hopeless attempt. Once it found the vein, it brought the victim up and it feasted on its blood. He knew he was the prey and Adriana was the predator. Adriana turned his head and forced it back so his neck would completely revealed to her. Caleb knew that she had found her target place to attack. She gripped his chest tightly as her tongue licked the place where his largest neck vein was. She had found the spot where she was going to bite. The licking must have either been to clean the spot off or to taste the flesh. In one quick movement, Adriana opened her mouth and bit down onto the target spot. Caleb eyes rolled back into his head and his mouth opened. He was trying to yell, but only a silent gasp came out. His hand moved up to Adriana's shoulder and squeezed down as hard as they could. That was the only fight he could seem to put up. He could feel the blood leave his body through two little holes in his neck. (sorry, it took so long to post. I had like a really long post and I was about to finish it, and then my computer flashed, and the post was gone. I'm so angry because that was like five or six paragraphs... gonk I'm angry...)
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:11 pm
xXx-Deadly Drama-xXx Alexander Gabriel Carter
 Alex laid up in his tree oh so still until he heard the girl's laughter... He sat up slightly and waited patiently for her arrival. He could smell another vampire not too far off and he could smell Zeke with some human girl. He had no idea that this was Zeke's property, and even if he did know, he didn't care. Zeke claimed to own like half of the forest. He just rolled his eyes at the thought and knew he had to do this fast.
Once the girl arrived, Alex sat back in slight awe. She was absolutely gorgeous, almost reminding him of... no, he mustn't think about her... especially not at a time like this. He needed a new lover and he needed one now, he couldn't dwell upon the past anymore. As she walked past him, he moved further along on the tree branch, watching her. The way her body moved just seemed to peak his interest greatly.
Once the girl was by the river, he watched her closely. She was on her knees now and she just dove her head right into the water. Was she actually trying to drowned herself? How interesting, and strange... Should he go down and save her. While her head was under the water, Alex jumped down from his spot in the tree and landed on the ground. He was about to walk over there and pull her head out when she did it herself.
Alex tilted his head, trying to figure this girl out... She shook herself off like a dog would do and she hit him with some of the water. He wiped it off and continued to watch her. She rasn her hand through her silky black hair. Finally, Alex realized he couldn't waste anymore time with watching her. He spoke softly, his British accent revealing itself, "Hello there..." (For Sarena)
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 2:21 pm
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━╃ Sarena lifted her arm to check the time when suddenly she gasped. Her watch! That rotten piece of crap stole her watch as well. no wonder her arm had felt so light. If he was smart he'd pawn it off now, while it was still worth so much money. Her parents would have her reported missing within a few hours. The description of what she was wearing that night would be included, and the watch would be worth nothing but a free ticket to jail. she really didn't care what happened to that man though. He might use her whereabouts as a bargaining chip to lessen his sentence. But she didn't want to go back home. Constantly being watch by her father - everything was checked. There were no secrets, no privacy .. No freedom. She was to clock in and out at the same time every day. To go to bed, brush her teeth, brush he hair, speak, be silent. It was all timed. Here .. She could do whatever she wanted. There was no one to yell at her when her mood swings took over. no one to push her down in a chair and lecture on proper etiquette for ladies. No one to make her swallow soap. Her fingers tentatively touched her arm. She winced. Under the long sleeves of the rose-colored sweater was a large purple bruise. She had more too.
Suddenly there was a noise behind her. Earlier she had felt a tingle, as if someone was watching her. But she had ignored it. Now, she was sure. And whoever it was had confidence. And was .. British? As soon as he spoke, her hand flew to the large chunk of wood at her feet. She whipped her body around, although she was still poised on her knees. Whoa. This guy .. He was stunning. It was like .. There was no possible way to find a flaw on his features. No. Everyone has a flaw. His perfectness frightened her more as she braced herself. She didn't reply, didn't move her lips. Just tightened her grip on the stick as she raised it slowly. ╄━
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 3:12 pm
Alexander Gabriel Carter
Alex wanted to get closer, the smell of her blood was so intoxicating. But he knew that it would be best to get the girl's trust before he did anything. He stepped forward, not in an aggressive or overbearing way, but in a way that was friendly, yet somewhat nervous. He was a great actor and he knew how to play his cards right.
Alex noticed that the girl was somewhat examining him... in other words, she was checking him out. He almost felt flattered, but didn't allow for it to show on his face. He then noticed that she had tightened her grip on the stick in her hand and slowly raise it up. He was strong, sure, but he really didn't want to fight her... and he didn't want to be hit with her stick.
He held his hands up in a nervous way and backed away slightly, giving her the space she seemed to desperately need. Why did humans have to be so complicated and defensive? He continued his act of being a human, lost in the forest. "Oh, I'm sorry if I startled you... I was walking around and I saw another human. I thought that maybe you could help me... But I guess not..." He backed away a little more, sighing softly. He hoped his trick would work.
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His face was nervous as he backed up, his hands held in a form of surrender. She wasn't sure of she should trust him - serial killers often lured their victims into a false sense of security before whacking off their heads. He could be doing the same. But .. She decided to not jump to an automatic assumption, and to allow him to prove himself to her. She would give him her trust. For now. She threw the stick on the ground between them as a sign of peace. Slowly she stood up. Sarena's pink lips parted in reply. "Sorry - it's a natural reaction. I wasn't expecting anyone to show .. Up .. " All of a sudden his words clicked in her mind. Another human. What was that supposed to mean? Who ever said they saw another 'human'? That's like saying you found another mortal. As if your immortal. As if he wasn't human. She raised an eyebrow, feeling kinda silly for playing this guessing game. But her father created an over-paranoid person in her. "What do you mean another human?" ********, she had gotten rid of her stick. Her eyes flicked to it before looking back to him. It was closer to his side of the woods.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 4:34 pm
Zekeil Adias Adams  I'll eat you alive and once you seep in, under my skin...
Zeke smirked as Kristi revealed her awe at his room. Yes, he liked to keep the place he slept looking absolutely glamorous and he always appreciated someone who had the mind to be impressed by this miraculous room. He wondered how she'd react if she saw his shoe collection...
There were foot steps padding up behind him. He knew who it was before she even spoke. He stared to Kristi with an 'I-told-you-so' expression on his face as Thalia spoke, until she mentioned the hiding. At that point he turned his head to glance over his shoulder at her. "She didn't hide." He said lazily. She kept running and spreading her scent until she got to the water."
He had turned back to Kristi with an almost admiring gaze. "Definitely a smart girl."
As Kristi moved nervously to the bed to fetch a blanket he made no move to assist her. He simply watched how she tread in that clinging shirt that so generously exposed her long, sensual legs.
Maybe he would press for something sexual tonight. His lips gained a sly curve as he considered wrapping those legs around his torso then gently sliding a blade down the length of her thigh...
"I'm a great hunter." He stated as if correcting her. "I just happen to underestimate the wrong people."
...There's nothing, there's nothing in this world, that could wash you away.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 5:12 pm
The name's Thalia Antoinette Rose, my Darling
Thalia sported an amused Expression as the emotions flickered across Kristi's face. First, a sort of surprise. Then fear. Then .. Nothing. The girl paled and Thalia began to wonder what exactly Zeke had told her. Not that it mattered .. She bet every bit of it was true. Kristi was smart to fear her. Some of the others hadn't. They didn't think she was much of a threat, though usually she didn't meet them until after they had angered Zeke. Thalia would bring food to taunt them with, and usually ended up using juicy prize to lure the victims in. But this one .. She wasn't dumb. At least not like most of the rest. She might be smart enough to play a game of seek with Zeke and win, but she couldn't hide from Thalia. Not for long anyway.
It was entertaining to her how hard Kristi tried to hide her body from Thalia's invading gaze. It was futile effort. Her shirt was soaked and clung to every curve on her body, and her legs .. her legs .. She ran her tongue over her lips as she stared at those legs. Her eyes met Zeke's with a look that said 'You didn't tell me she was so impressive'. It was almost a scolding look, but at the same time it was excited. She hoped Zeke would let her play with his little slave. She wouldn't eat her .. Not yet anyway. Her body was too promising. She caught the sexual gleam in his eyes as he watched her and she felt a little .. Jealous? No, it wasn't that. More like .. Possessive. She wanted this slave. She wanted her. No sharing. She was never good at sharing.
Looking back at Kristi, she took a step forward as the slave lifted the blanket. Thalia reached out a hand and grabbed a part of the blanket, making it more difficult for Kristi to unfold it and cover up those teasing curves. She wasn't being forceful. Not yet. Just a gentle hand tugging on the blanket. "A very smart girl. Whatever taught you to confuse him with your scent?"
Let's skip the pleasantries, I'll just call you dinner
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 5:48 pm
Zekeil Adias Adams I'll eat you alive and once you seep in, under my skin...
Zeke took in a sharp intake of breath as Thalia approached his slave. No, Thalia... He thought cautiously. This was his property. He would be damned if he allowed another to claim and ******** with his slave without asking permission first.
He walked into the room, shutting the door behind him. He leaned back against one of the double doors and narrowed his eyes, watching them. He would let Thalia play for a moment but the second she began to cross the line he would step in.
Zekeil was not a friendly person. Not by any means. Though, he did, in his own way, have a fondness and the feelings of friendship toward Thalia; for right now, she was the only other zombie. The only other person he could share his desires with. The only person whose company did not drive him mad. The only person he considered his match. And for someone as arrogant as himself, that was a huge compliment towards her. But he also had the mind and heart of a predator. A part of that was greed against another of his kind. He would not share something he enjoyed so much.
Maybe every now and then he's share a carcass with her or an ignorant slave, but not her. For some reason, not her.
Kristi was his slave, yeah, but now, in his eyes she was also a winner. He considered it a waste to eat her. She would make such a great watchdog or bait.
He would probably keep her, if he could manage that long, until the day she died. She could be used...
He watched Thalia as she toyed, grabbing the blanket. How enthralling.
He found it attractive, these two elegant, gorgeous, women so close together. Kristi about bare, and Thalia eyeballing her in sexual hunger.
Zeke reached up to play with the locket around his neck, his fingers brushing his naked skin on his chest. Maybe I'll let this go if I can join... or watch... I'm not so picky.
...There's nothing, there's nothing in this world, that could wash you away.
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