IX

She could swear the current flowed between them. They start making love. Frenzied like drowning men catching their last breath. Their hands, as if they had their own will, scratched their bodies and burned everything under them. They finally reunited. The highlights were she didn't know how many. They changed poses, explored and got to know each other again and again.

Her inner walls from urgency of there lovemaking. It was a good ache. A long time has passed since she felt this urge. This was complete lust, in its raw form. Nothing was hidden. Nothing remained a secret.

Damon stopped for a moment and changed pace again. She could do very little. Her movements subsided under him. clung to him as her body quivered from the ferocity of his thrusts. He enjoyed nuzzling her jaw and neckline, biting down on the soft plump flesh of her breasts until she whimpered.

He growled low in his throat above her enjoying the exquisite tightening of her honeypot around him, Damon braced both hands beside her head, lifting his torso slightly off hers in order to angle himself in a better position, driving her hips up with every thrust, enjoying the new angle and sensations but also the increased moaning from her beautiful mouth.

She wasn't familiar with this kind of Damon. She hoped that this was his hidden normal side.

And then the flash that knocked her down. "Slowly," from a distance a voice said, "slowly, you exaggerated, really the blood of dragons flows in your veins."

"You're the Dragon's!" Damon whispered excitedly.

She try to emerge from her madness, she feel a gentle touch and the words: "Sleep, my dear, sleep. Vacations. You will need strength. Severe temptations follow. For you, me, humanity as we know it. Blackness. A dreamless dream. Bliss."

Mmmmmmm, how good. She woke up easily, chilled and upbeat. All the previous events seemed so far away to her. Dragonov was ringing in her head! What is it now?! There was a soft knock and Hommy entered the room bringing a tray of smoking croissants and a large cup of strong black coffee. She gratefully picked up the tray and slipped it all off at work. She was amazed by so much appetite and giggled softly when she remembered what kind of sex she had, she needs to make up for lost energy.

She looked at the panel and saw that two days had passed!

Did I sleep that much? No wonder I'm voracious.

Singing, she got up and threw herself on the way out - she went to Seth!

Who is this Set when he has a church and who is a Saint? I have lived here for so many years and I have never heard it exist. What is, there is.

Go ahead! It was easy to say, much harder to find. She wandered all day, questioning here and there. It caused astonishment in some, in others disapproval for so much insolence. Some ignored her, others just stared blankly. She spent so many hours searching and nothing. She began to feel heaviness in her legs and lethargy in her movements. It's time to go home.

You are really stupid when you believe all kinds of nonsense.