36: The Only Man

I was consumed by the idea, removing and undressing her dress.

She appeared surprised, her eyes widening as I looked down at her, considering her my prized possession. There was no shyness on her face, only her own heightened desire.

I embraced her tightly, guiding her into a deep arch and kissing the side of her neck, gently biting in a few places. I wanted to leave marks on her. I wanted her to carry my scent. Most importantly, I wanted her in my arms.

Indefinitely.

Although the situation should have been alarming, I was a determined man, driven by an insatiable hunger. My primitive sounds filled the air, echoing like a cry in the wilderness as I moved my mouth toward her breasts.

Madeline tilted her head back even further, gazing up at the sky as I licked and sucked her nipple, flicking my tongue back and forth.

"Yes. Yes. Yes." Her murmurs fueled my actions.

With eagerness, I moved to her other breast, taking her rosy nipple into my mouth and biting down until she gasped. He