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Knight of the ForceDestruction is My ViceLoki Mandagoran’s Stalker
familiar tones of the Mandagoran’s voice had resonated in her ears, Selina
could not prevent the smile from tugging at the corners of her mouth.
Ever-so-slowly the woman pivoted upon the bar top to face him, azure eyes roving
appreciatively over his form, committing his appearance and his features to memory.
As had been expected Loki was dressed ravishingly and she drank in the sight of
him greedily, always wanting more. And as his arms extended before him and the
come hither motion made, her heart fluttered excitedly within her chest.
action was interpreted as an open invitation to touch. Would he have expected
that? Did he truly comprehend just what he was getting himself into? “Loki!” Out loud his name was spoken, escaping the
Ryiah moments before she had leapt from the bar top and toward him and his out stretched
arms. No thoughts were spared to the possibility that he may not catch her. Selina
expected him to do so, and she trusted him to do so. Almost painfully their
bodies came together, and as they did arms wreathed around his neck in an
attempt to prevent herself from toppling to the ground. And to prevent him from
removing her from his person.
you know it’s rude to keep people waiting.” Selina chastised him playfully. The Ryiah
gazed up at him, meeting his eyes and flashing him a beaming smile. “Especially when that person is your date for the
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Feed My RageSorcerer of RhandAppetite For Destruction
Without embarrassment Selina clung to the
male, enjoying the feel of his body pressed flush against her own after so long
of being separated. Flesh burned where he touched; skin left enflamed as his
hand roved along her side and into the thicket of her hair, serving as a
reminder of their first encounter and the hold he had of her tresses. How true
his words were that absence made the heart grow fonder. Since their parting
Selina had thought of Loki; his temper, his strength, his destructiveness.
There was simply something about the Mandagoran that she liked. Something that
she felt drawn to.
Feet brushed against the ground as he leant
her backwards but no effort made to separate from him. Instead azure eyes
locked with his own shimmering orbs as words were whispered between them. “Thank you, Loki.” The compliment was not
expected. The Mandagoran did not seem like the kind of man to hand them out
willy-nilly, but it was appreciated. Selina was glad to know that her
appearance was pleasing to him. Shifting slightly within the cradle of his
arms, the female struggled to get closer to the male. “You look very
handsome.” Their eyes parted as Selina moved to brush
her face against the side of his neck. Gently teeth nipped at the flesh of his
throat as she breathed in deeply to inhale his scent.
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