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Chapter 97
Around her the inferno raged and rose higher, engulfing the edge of her skirt, singing her long cardinal hair; she closed her eyes and fought back tears and focused her mind on his image.
She remembered the day she first laid eyes on the demon that had caused her to forfeit her life, body, and soul. He had seemed a man like any other set apart only by his regal bearing and piercing eyes. His black leather boots were caked with dust from the road and despite the blistering heat he wore a black jacket over his crisp white shirt and had shed not a drop of sweat.
His hair shone like a raven's wing in the sun and fell in a cascade of curls bound by a single black satin ribbon down his back. His eyes were pools of warm chocolate that had the tiniest flecks of gold and amber shining in their depths. His mouth was strong and sensual as it curved in to a smile when his eyes fell upon her in the field. His skin shone with a golden gleam that was accentuated by the stark whitenes
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Slowly Bida massaged his thighs through his pants, pulling her mouth away from his skin she whispered hoarsely into the curve of his ear. "Samael my dearest why are you still wearing these?"Her deft fingers moved to the button at the top of his pants before Samael caught both of her wrists in the palm of his big hand.He wagged a finger in front of her, "No, my darling, not yet, I want to make sure you remember this for the rest of your life. " Firmly he pushed Bida flat on her back deep into her mattress."Put your hands above your head and don't move them." his voice was very compelling as she felt herself grab her wrists with the opposite hand. Samael ran a hand over her eyes and whispered in a deep rumbling voice."Close your eyes and trust me, Bida." Bida squeezed her eyes shut a smile playing on her lips. Samael surveyed the beauty laid out before him, before reaching down and ripping the rest of her nightgown off her body. Shivers ran down Bida's
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Gingerly Samael spread her thighs with one hand while the other teased her tender rose-colored pebble that topped her creamy globe. A breathy cry escaped Bida's swollen lips as sharp jolts of pleasure raced through her body. Kissing slowly Samael traced a tantalizing trail down Bida's graceful neck to the curve of her shoulder before dropping butterfly light kisses between the valley of her chest and onto the pert creaminess of her bosom. His long fingers gently probed her nether petals brushing her most sensitive part in an artful carelessness, while his other hand roughly pulled and rolled her turgid pink flesh between his fingers. Gasping Bida snaked her hand down to cradle his head and tangled her fingers in his inky tresses, gently she tried to guide his warm mouth to the other aching pebble desperate for some relief from the throbbing he had awaken in her.Samael disentangled Bida's delicate hand from his mane of jet and grabbed her wrist. Growling through clenched teet
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