so long. Gently, he pulled me away from the wall and wrapped one arm around my waist and tilted my head back with the other, guiding me under the water so it rinsed my hair without rushing over my face. It felt strange to trust him like this, under the water, in a tiny space with my eyes closed, but with my body full of magic, pressing at my skin, I knew a human could do little to me.
He reached for the conditioner next, taking time to ensure every lock of hair was well massaged, even being mindful of the ends before he rinsed my hair again. Daniel ran his fingers through my hair, pushing it away from my face. He bent forward and kissed along the edge of my jawline, nipping at my earlobe when he reached it, suckling gently. I gripped his hips, scratching at him with my nails, desperate to pull his body into mine, but he was physically stronger and held his ground. I felt his tongue dart into my ear, making my body shiver and squirm. He traced the curve of my neck with his face, his parted lips caressing my skin until he reached my shoulder. I felt the bite react to the heat of his mouth, making me feel like his mouth hovered over much more intimate things much lower on my body.
I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access and rose up on my toes, pressing my slick body against his hard muscled one. He wrapped one arm around my waist again and lifted his free hand to grip the hair at the back of my head, tangling his fingers with my wet locks. I held onto his round shoulders, too much muscle for my small hands, but he didn’t so much as flinch when I clawed him. His lips pressed against the tender flesh on my shoulder, pulling on the muscle, his tongue lashing out at the puncture wounds. I felt my knees buckle, but he held me upright, his hand tightening in my hair, pulling a soft sound from my mouth. I felt his skin give under my nails, but still he withstood the pain.
I cried out when he bit down on my shoulder, the bite causing my body to convulse against him as a slow, warm sensation rolled through me, making me wet and eager for more. His flat teeth didn’t reopen the wound, but I felt the rush of blood react to his bite. My shoulder was on fire, but the flames licked through my body, making me plead for more. I squirmed in his grip, trying to get closer to his body, but the only way that was going to happen was to get him inside of me. My magic lashed out of my body and struck him with enough force that he released my shoulder with a gasp, his body arching back. I felt his cock pressed low on my stomach. I tried to pull myself up by his shoulders to get my legs around his waist, but he was held frozen as my magic swirled through his body, drinking in his lust, his desire.
His arms tightened around me so I couldn’t move. I felt lightheaded with need. My hands were hot against his shoulders; tiny rivulets of blood traced my fingers from the half-moon marks I’d carved into his skin. I concentrated on that image to reign in my magic, pulling most of it back into me, releasing him from the fist-like grip. A human was no match for wild elven magic. His body nearly collapsed when the magic released him; he fell back against the shower wall, keeping himself standing as he pressed his heels into the tiled floor. His arm around my waist relaxed a little so that I arched into the bend of his body naturally, but he still didn’t let go of my hair. My stomach fluttered with anticipation as I felt his fingers flex, tugging gently at the back of my head.
I knew he wouldn’t fight me this time, so I gripped his shoulders again and pulled myself up those precious few inches. I was unable to swing my legs around his back though, with the wall in the way, but Daniel came back to himself as soon as he realized what I was trying to do and pushed himself away from the wall with his shoulders. He lifted me effortlessly with just one arm, almost tossing me in the air and catching
He reached for the conditioner next, taking time to ensure every lock of hair was well massaged, even being mindful of the ends before he rinsed my hair again. Daniel ran his fingers through my hair, pushing it away from my face. He bent forward and kissed along the edge of my jawline, nipping at my earlobe when he reached it, suckling gently. I gripped his hips, scratching at him with my nails, desperate to pull his body into mine, but he was physically stronger and held his ground. I felt his tongue dart into my ear, making my body shiver and squirm. He traced the curve of my neck with his face, his parted lips caressing my skin until he reached my shoulder. I felt the bite react to the heat of his mouth, making me feel like his mouth hovered over much more intimate things much lower on my body.
I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access and rose up on my toes, pressing my slick body against his hard muscled one. He wrapped one arm around my waist again and lifted his free hand to grip the hair at the back of my head, tangling his fingers with my wet locks. I held onto his round shoulders, too much muscle for my small hands, but he didn’t so much as flinch when I clawed him. His lips pressed against the tender flesh on my shoulder, pulling on the muscle, his tongue lashing out at the puncture wounds. I felt my knees buckle, but he held me upright, his hand tightening in my hair, pulling a soft sound from my mouth. I felt his skin give under my nails, but still he withstood the pain.
I cried out when he bit down on my shoulder, the bite causing my body to convulse against him as a slow, warm sensation rolled through me, making me wet and eager for more. His flat teeth didn’t reopen the wound, but I felt the rush of blood react to his bite. My shoulder was on fire, but the flames licked through my body, making me plead for more. I squirmed in his grip, trying to get closer to his body, but the only way that was going to happen was to get him inside of me. My magic lashed out of my body and struck him with enough force that he released my shoulder with a gasp, his body arching back. I felt his cock pressed low on my stomach. I tried to pull myself up by his shoulders to get my legs around his waist, but he was held frozen as my magic swirled through his body, drinking in his lust, his desire.
His arms tightened around me so I couldn’t move. I felt lightheaded with need. My hands were hot against his shoulders; tiny rivulets of blood traced my fingers from the half-moon marks I’d carved into his skin. I concentrated on that image to reign in my magic, pulling most of it back into me, releasing him from the fist-like grip. A human was no match for wild elven magic. His body nearly collapsed when the magic released him; he fell back against the shower wall, keeping himself standing as he pressed his heels into the tiled floor. His arm around my waist relaxed a little so that I arched into the bend of his body naturally, but he still didn’t let go of my hair. My stomach fluttered with anticipation as I felt his fingers flex, tugging gently at the back of my head.
I knew he wouldn’t fight me this time, so I gripped his shoulders again and pulled myself up those precious few inches. I was unable to swing my legs around his back though, with the wall in the way, but Daniel came back to himself as soon as he realized what I was trying to do and pushed himself away from the wall with his shoulders. He lifted me effortlessly with just one arm, almost tossing me in the air and catching
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