The fierce hunger

Stacy tightened the grip against his penis and massaged it before approaching the head sensually. Xander groaned greatly, she was making him feel good. Now he knew why Mr Hall was crazy about women, this pleasure was priceless.

He raked his hand down to her thigh as they both had their lips connected sensitively and arousing. Stacy gasped when his hand was already underneath her mini gown. She gasped for air and withdrew her hand from his manhood.

Stacy can be naughty but to lose her virginity wasn't something she was ready for. She needed to think and think about it. He was devouring her and was coupling the feeling when he touched her. She knew she was being unfair that she touched him but didn't want him to touch her.

Slowly, she pushed him off and walked away from the wall. "Xander," she said and turned back only for her gaze to land on his hard penis and his fierce eyes. Oh, now she bought herself a hungry man. She finally turned him on and his eyes which were blazing told her she couldn't escape from this. Now she regretted kissing him.

Xander stared at her like she was his prey, he wanted her, everything! Her heart, soul, blood and body. He wanted to make her his the instant his body responded to her treatment but he could see in her beautiful yet tempting eyes that she wasn't ready for anything.

"What is it?" He cupped her cheek. "Tell me" he assured her.

"I'm not ready for this, I'm sorry to have seduced and. . ." She looked down at him and wondered how he could still control himself. ". . .Turn you on. I didn't mean to"

Her apologetic face was now more tempting, he kissed her lips. "It's okay if you aren't ready but what about my dick what will you do about it? It's calling for you" he said. "only you" he whispered.

Stacy thought she heard wrong but he really did said that. Only her? It was calling for her, she met his gaze and her heart had this twisted feeling. It was as if they were communicating telepathically. She bit her lower lip, burning up. The heat between them was enough to get her to surrender to him and let him in.

"It's hard Stacy, I can't. . .I don't know what to do, it's the first time I've ever felt this way and it's murdering" he leaned back and rake his fingers through his hair before going to sit but he then lay on his back with his rod mocking him.

Stacy felt bad, she caused this. Stacy went to sit next to him and he sat up. "I can use my hand to turn you off and maybe. . ." She shook that thought. "Should I?" She asked. Xander nodded, he wanted her hand on him millions of times.

Stacy prepared her hand for work and then slid it into his trouser. Xander rested on his opened palms placed on the bed. Her hand started the work and she suffused in him a frisson of need.

Stacy danced her hand on his hard penis and the next moment her hand got tired but she needed to satisfy his little brother. She aroused him so it was on her. She glanced at Xander to see him enjoying the feeling her hand shuddered through him. He bit his lower lip and groaned.

Momentarily, her hand was now so exhausted but his damn little brother was still craving for more, it was like she was energizing it. She breathe in and paused but continued immediately, next time since she knew that she wasn't ready to give her flower she'd not excite him. He was a beast, see his silly face as he smiled at the pleasure surging him while her hand was feeling pain.

Minutes passed and then he released on her hand. He was finally tamed. She withdrew her wet hand and used his trouser to wipe her hand. "Xander" she slapped his abs.

He sat up. "Don't stop" She frowned and beat him up but her hit was too slight because her hand couldn't move properly.

"Don't ever ask me to kiss you again" she used her hand to push away his stupid cute face.

"why?"

"You asking why? You. . .You. . .Handsome freak" she couldn't bring herself to curse him.

"I'm sorry, where does it hurt?" He took her hand and kissed her knuckles, "I won't tire your hand next time. I'll make us one instead" he said.

Stacy gasped and came to her feet. "Hey Mister, whosoever you are bring back Xander!" She scolded him. Xander pulled her back and climbed on top of her. Stacy was surprised. Xander doesn't behave this way. He surely wasn't her master.

"You always told me to act like a man, so, I'm that man now right?"

Stacy was tongue-tied. She liked this version of him. He had become more attractive and cute and hot. "I. . .Can't say" she stated.

"Aww, Stacy just leave my room because I can't control myself" he leaned away from her.

She sat up. "I succeeded in seducing you," she said offering that victory look.

Xander smiled and pinched her cheek. "I'm happy you did and would wait for more of your seductive attitude. Good night" he stood up and went to his bathroom to avoid that girl. He didn't want to do anything against her will even though he wanted all of her.

It was midnight and Stacy's hand was still kind of paralyzed. Damn master. . . She cursed him in her head and then his fierce hungry eyes vividly replayed in her head. She recalled all the moments in his room. Her heart began to do hula hoops when he said he would make them one next time. When will that next time be?

Stacy never knew her master could be this naughty and good with words. He was the first man she felt this way for. She wanted to sleep with him in bed and rest her head on his broad chest that was so cosy and comfortable with hearing his heart beating. Oh no, he had finally devoured her.

Suddenly, she heard a noise, the voice of someone struggling with something and it became louder as she wondered what it might be. When she left her room with a thumping heart and that warning part of her telling her to stay in her room, she noticed that the voice was from Xander's part of the house.

Just like how Stacy couldn't get the incident that happened hours ago out of her head, Xander also couldn't and with that, with his thoughts wandering and wandering. It woke the devil in him because he was craving blood already. He tried to fight the urge to bite and suck. It was hard to resist it. He needed blood and the only person in the house was Stacy.

This was why he lived alone and why he pushes everyone away from him because he might kill them and now Stacy. No! His fangs were now so itchy, damn itchy that he was so hungry. He screamed out of want. Stacy wasn't on the list, so he cut through himself but his blood didn't satisfy his urge.

Just then, Stacy opened the door to his room and when she meet his blazing red gaze and fangs and blood. She was dumbstruck and then Xander approached her with that hungry gaze. Stacy stared in horror and aghast. So, Xander wasn't what he seems to be. Then she recalled what Mr Hall was trying to say. She was sent to this beast to be his feast!