Iron Bound

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She’s never safe…

“What the hell are you doing here?” she questioned, eyes briefly flashing in fear as she glared up at the tall man in front of her. He looked exactly the same as she remembered him to be. Beautiful dark eyes that seemed to look into your soul, lustful sun kissed skin, and a lithe muscular figure that made her knees weak.

The man chuckled under his breath as he took in her shaking form, body glistening with water droplets from the shower she just got out from. “You surely didn’t think you could run away from me forever, did you my little dove?” he asked, teasing glint in his eyes as he took a step towards her.

She stepped back, towel wrapped around her body, holding out a warning hand. “Stay.away.from.me,” she threatened through clenched teeth. He stopped in his tracks and cocked his head to the side, before appearing in front of her suddenly. She gasped, jumping back, yet, he reached out and held her still.

“Amunet, my dove, you understand that I can’t do that,” he said, leaning down and nuzzling his nose into her neck and breathing her scent in. She stiffened under his grasp and a small whimper left her lips.

“You cheated on me, killed me, then cheated on me again…I want nothing to do with you,” she said softly, seeming to fall for his charming tricks all over again and she melted into his touch. He chuckled again and kissed up her neck, her cheek, and rested his mouth by her ear. He breathed out, warm air hitting her ear and sending pleasurably tingles through her body.

“Well I’m going to have to change that,” he spoke softly, pulling away to look into her deep green eyes, “Because you will forever belong to me my child, my dove,” he said fiercely, possessively before claiming her warm, plump lips as his.

From the monster than binds her

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Iron Bound

Submitted: August 09, 2012

She’s never safe…

“What the hell are you doing here?” she questioned, eyes briefly flashing in fear as she glared up at the tall man in front of her. He looked exactly the same as she remembered him to be. Beautiful dark eyes that seemed to look into your soul, lustful sun kissed skin, and a lithe muscular figure that made her knees weak.

The man chuckled under his breath as he took in her shaking form, body glistening with water droplets from the shower she just got out from. “You surely didn’t think you could run away from me forever, did you my little dove?” he asked, teasing glint in his eyes as he took a step towards her.

She stepped back, towel wrapped around her body, holding out a warning hand. “Stay.away.from.me,” she threatened through clenched teeth. He stopped in his tracks and cocked his head to the side, before appearing in front of her suddenly. She gasped, jumping back, yet, he reached out and held her still.

“Amunet, my dove, you understand that I can’t do that,” he said, leaning down and nuzzling his nose into her neck and breathing her scent in. She stiffened under his grasp and a small whimper left her lips.

“You cheated on me, killed me, then cheated on me again…I want nothing to do with you,” she said softly, seeming to fall for his charming tricks all over again and she melted into his touch. He chuckled again and kissed up her neck, her cheek, and rested his mouth by her ear. He breathed out, warm air hitting her ear and sending pleasurably tingles through her body.

“Well I’m going to have to change that,” he spoke softly, pulling away to look into her deep green eyes, “Because you will forever belong to me my child, my dove,” he said fiercely, possessively before claiming her warm, plump lips as his.

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Preface

Submitted: August 09, 2012

Who is your maker? The woman asked, eyes closed as she sat back in the seat perched beside the bed. She didn’t even need to open he... Read Chapter

Chapter 1: The Pendulum Swings

Submitted: August 15, 2012

Chapter 1: The Pendulum Swings “We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.” ? Tom Rob... Read Chapter

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