Dragon Fury is a constant amidst the frustration of always being permeated by this intense pain from the past, the memories of the hot sand against your face under the scorching sun making adrenaline run free through your body when you receive the order to pull the trigger. It's so It's disturbing to feel how something is terribly wrong, maybe it's the need for adrenaline or the hatred running through your veins, but finding Fort George full of Italians scattered around corners is not a good sight. Since we set up the club, we have shared the city under the control of the Italian mafia, it was difficult to conquer a space, but we were not going to leave behind the gringos. Gradually they realized that having an outlaw biker club in the city draws more attention from the police than the many scattered drug points or the bodies that appear without hands or eyes. This week, one of the Italian families placed an order for weapons so large that I imagine they are preparing for a war. Now,
Dragon I was surprised because the two girls looked identical except for one with pink streaks and the other with blue streaks and a very serious guy would be there, if it were not for drugs or weapons they must be prostitutes. I turned around on the stool to better observe the dogs, and maybe pay for a trio of work, the one with the pink hair seems to be trying to convince the other of something. Their light skin contrasts with their black hair and at the same time makes them look like fucking Snow White. "I'll buy the round!" Tip yelled after me, I looked over my shoulder at him. "You're going to like the show." The girl with pink locks opened a wide smile that seems to convince the other, and jumped up, arriving at the tip held out two microphones. I rolled my eyes at the brother and watched the girl who went up on stage watching the work in full, her short black hair with blue streaks highlighted against a long-sleeved black sweater, the collar covering her thin neck while exal
Dragon The two finished, I watched her eyes open slowly and inhale heavily as if she had unloaded a burden with the music, something my brother was much better at than I did, they got off the small stage and walked towards the counter for a moment. I thought she would come towards me, but she only reached out to take the glass of beer, the desire to hear her voice a little longer took over my head, and I ended up opening my mouth as soon as the small woman turned around. — Hey, blue — She stopped looking at me over her shoulder, and I ended up saying the first shit that came into my head under the dark gaze — Another round on me if I come up to sing another song. The brother behind the counter raised his brow curiously, not giving him any thought, I watched the girl turn around with a narrowed gaze. — Two beers for them – She nodded towards the two at the table, eyeing us curiously — And one of those for me. I raised my eyebrow at the unusual request for the Whiskey that was in th
Diana An absolute power over the growing cold amidst all the scars, desire building in every bristling hair, one had to beware of something this size, tall, strong, and vibrant-eyed, burning in every note ringing against the vocal cords, filling the gaps. darkest parts of my soul yet there he was seeping through every word, breathing every note and drinking the whole melody to himself. I shake my head dazedly. We arrived at the apartment, unable to ignore the look of the two over my back any longer, not understanding what had happened. I wasn't even able to understand what happened, maybe it was the alcohol, admitting anything else is the same as looking forward to trouble. In such a corrupted person the descent into hell seems to be nice with that man wearing only a leather jacket and a pair of worn jeans, it was the reason for my breakdown. A body all worked out, sweaty and exuding danger, after all, I'm probably going to turn into a masochist. I watched him from the moment he go
Diana "Is it a horse or are you trying to say something?" - I let out with the abused tone I acquired in the last few days. Not in the least offended by the words and seeming to receive an endorsement, he asked: — I needed to release that soon to the president of the Mc – He turned around putting his eagle eyes on me — If you want to fuck with the plan, you could have said that you are Italian too. I rolled my eyes even though I knew he was right, I could have lost everything and our heads are not futile things to get lost in a slip, for a moment I wanted things in my life to be less complicated. "Do you think he's going to raise questions?" - I already knew the answer and still, I expected to hear the opposite. “Men like that like the hunt, that's all you gave him. I snorted remembering how I have experience with this type knowing that for the next few days, I would have to avoid leaving the house, great more days without sleep. "I'm glad I'm not prey anymore," I blurted into
Giácomo Three days ago Hunter went to the apartment to take some things and so far he hasn't come back, he just called saying he needed to resolve some matters, which piqued my curiosity, after all, it's usually Jack who disappears. I haven't seen him since last week when he declared, “if I have to get married, then I'm going to enjoy my last single moments in a dignified way”. The whore must be in some whorehouse or driving some poor thing crazy, I watched the redhead between my legs with her mouth full trying to do her best, the last month's problems have taken away my pleasure dried to my fucking man. honorable to a rat in the middle of the sewer. I leaned my head on the black leather sofa, bringing my hand to my red hair, squeezing so that the secretary of the month could distract my mind, I rolled my eyes feeling his tongue pass through a vein. “Someone is knocking on the door. - Smiling, the girl took her mouth off my dick making a snap. “Keep going,” I stated, watching her
Giacomo I feel the strong pulse in my jugular completely different from any other sensation caused by women who have come and gone in my life because a little angel with blond hair and innocent eyes stole all my obsession for you. I sigh, lost between my lies and truths caused by sensations… — Because I always watched you beautiful and far away knowing that I would never be worthy of being your husband, and now that that possibility exists – I exhale forcing the words to continue coming out — If you accept, my wife will be part of me, Bella. How could I not care about your opinion? I run the back of my fingers down her cheek feeling her need to have someone ease her pain, someone to provide her with something I'm not even sure I'm capable of offering in her expressive eyes the uncertainty shining through and some other feeling, she gave an I step forward joining our bodies, the shiver rose to the back of my neck, holding my breath and leaving my shoulders tense as a mechanism to not
Giácomo With a small nod, I quickly turned my back before I changed my mind seeing the tension in her shoulders, I ran my hand down her belly, pressing my lips to her ear. “I'll only give you pleasure beautiful” - I tried to reassure her. Kissing her left shoulder gently, feeling her fear being replaced by desire, I intertwined our loose hands placing them on the wall I kissed her flushed cheek listening to her sigh, and ran my left hand down her hip, caressing the soft skin under the dress with every inch I explore. With my balls almost bursting with desire, but focused on fulfilling the promise, I inhaled her scent seeing her body trembling and I took the moment to cover her panties with my hand, scared she tried to pull away and only managed to roll on my dick, eliciting a groan mutual. I started the caress slowly feeling the fabric wet, bringing the tip of the finger to the place of my desire, making small and slow circles, watching Giulia lose her modesty in my arms moaning so