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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">The woman laughed genuinely; her lover hadn't lost his wit. She had been concerned that maybe he hadn't slept as she had. Zara remembered what Mat had said, eighteen years. That was a long time to be asleep, maybe they had turned their attention to Kel, he was the original, after all. "I thought I was rather swift," Zara purred softly, giving her lover a rather cheeky smirk as her gaze swept over him. He was just as delicious as he had been what felt like a day ago. It didn't go amiss that her lover enjoyed seeing her clone in pain, it was partially what fuelled her dark ideas of torture in the most sensual of ways. <br/>
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To feel her lover close to her brought warmth back into her heart; he was everything that completed her. The brunette inhaled his scent as much as he did hers, nuzzling her forehead against him in an effort to share the affection she felt for him. A soft, playful laugh escaped her lips as he clasped his large, strong hands around her hips and rose her up like a mere doll, it was arousing to know the power he had over her in more than one way. "I can tell," she whispered softly as she observed his expression as it began to shift. He'd noticed the scar along her abdomen, where they'd robbed both of them of their child. Eighteen years they'd lost. The entirety of the childhood Zara had hoped to enjoy with her son. <br/>
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As she was placed back down, the female crossed her arms over her chest and watched as Kel made his way over to the pathetic human. There was a great deal of pleasure in watching her lover tear off the helpless bitch's clothing, and of course, hearing her scream as if she could fight him. Zara cocked her brow as Kel commented on her clone's form, "You're damn right you do," The sense of pride in her voice was unmistakable, she knew that her lover would choose her over anyone, or anything. It was a bond that was unbreakable. They may not have known each other long in terms of how long they lived, but there were knowledge and understanding greater than what humans could understand.<br/>
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There was no way for her to survive an impaling from her lover's cock, Zara knew that well. The only reason she'd withstood it was that her body had been changing for some time at that stage, it was ready to adapt to him, unlike her co-worker. "Well, I'd like to see her try and handle being me for just a few minutes," Zara narrowed her gaze toward her clone, it was comical for her to even think of another woman handling her lover. When Kel grabbed her wrist, a soft smirk played across her lips. She didn't verbally confirm his question, but she did slip her fingers around his immense flesh and begin to caress him until he was firm. <br/>
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Zara eased herself a few steps back to observe the scene, almost laughing out the moment she heard her clone's comment, "What did you expect it to be, human?" It seemed that she was all too willing to invite Kel inside of her, what a poor mistake. Her mocking glance was met with pure amusement, Zara wasn't worried in the slightest, and that was all too clear. The clone proceeded to amuse the woman when she asked Kel to be careful, causing the lovers to share a knowing gaze. This woman had no idea what she was getting herself into. No doubt this is what she'd been thinking about for the entire time she'd had Kel in the facility.<br/>
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When the woman was impaled with vicious slams of his cock, Zara laughed loudly and barely contained her pride. She couldn't even handle his length, yet she was so arrogant. What did she think would happen? Kel could be gentle, she had felt that, but the most important thing to remember was that he wasn't human. Her lover was the most primal being she'd known; he was stronger than anything she'd encountered and just as relentless. It was even more clear when she noticed the pleasure he gained from seeing her clone in such blissful pain, and it made her wonder if he would wish to treat her in the same way. If he would like to see his woman in agony at his hands, it could be arranged.<br/>
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Leyla's reaching wasn't met with any reaction, Zara simply neared her lover's side and watched as she struggled to cling to life. "Awww, poor little thing. Does it hurt?" Zara cooed menacingly toward the barely conscious female. The moment Kel's head turned toward her, Zara rose up onto her toes to press her lips lovingly to his, a warm, heated exchange. Just from observing the power of his body was enough to cause her to grow incredibly slick. "Definitely," The female agreed, watching as his large, throbbing flesh invaded the woman relentlessly. "So, Leyla, was it worth trying to be me?" Zara drew her left hand back before delivering a firm slap, but it didn't seem to move her head considering it was how Kel was holding her up.<br/>
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"Put her down, I want her to see how it should be done while she dies." There was a true sense of pride and dominance in her gaze. Zara wasn't one to be insulted without her showing exactly what she was capable of. <br/>
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If he did choose to drop the woman down, Zara would crouch down beside her, observing the damage her lover had caused with a rather devious smile forming over her full lips. "All that effort to become like me, and you failed. Do you think that even if you could handle him, that you could give him what I do?" There was a clear possessive tone in her voice; Kel was Zara's, and she would strike down anyone who tried to challenge that. As Zara rose up onto her feet, the female stepped on the other wrist that was laid out on the floor beside her slowly dying body. The pain she felt didn't escape in words, it was barely a gurgle and a shake of her body that was most likely involuntary. <br/>
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Zara found her way back to her lover, raising up onto her toes as she pressed her body to lean up against his, pressing his cock against both of their stomachs as her lips found Kel's in a hungry, lustful embrace. "How about you show her exactly what you can do?" The female felt a prideful smirk crossing her lips as she gazed up toward her lover. "You can try and break me, if you'd like." The female purred softly, one hand had already slipped up to caress along his hard flesh that was nestled between them. "You should be ready for a fair fight though." The challenge in her voice was clear, as was the gaze of pure, unhindered lust.</span>