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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff">Talia was lost in complete euphoria; she was soaring, passing the glistening stars as they proceeded to glow and burn through their timely demise. A powerful and blissful exchange was occuring between the bodies they possessed. Despite the changes, they were still who they had always been. For years it had felt like their previous, more truthful selves had been stored away, locked behind a door with no hope of clawing their way out. Although there was a clear hunger in both of them, it had managed to be forced down. The real craving for one another was potent, and it was enough to rise the beasts from their containment. To set them free felt greater than anything she could imagine; they were... immense. Powerful. Lustful. They were everything the couple had been through their greatest years.<br/>
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The one change had occurred in Talia when she fell pregnant; maybe her husband had felt it too. The need to be more cautious, ever so cautious. Fear of losing her son, of her body rejecting him was all too much. It had been a difficult time, one that she had refrained from her husband almost completely. The blonde blamed herself for feeling in such a way, and from pulling away from her marriage. It was difficult. In a time where she had been told that her body would struggle to contain a life; Talia had made a choice that if she was fortunate enough to thrive, to embrace what they desired, she would let nothing stop it. That is exactly what she did, but at what cost? The jagged relationship only grew more difficult... until the moment where they were unified in rage; they were back to feeling as one, and they had been reminded of how <i>strong</i> they were together.<br/>
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The very moment her world crashed into pieces, the edge of sanity being taunted, the vixen felt the way that her beast thrust into her, the relentless assault causing her sensitive flesh to ache as well as thrive. Squeals and harsh moans tore from her lips as her body involuntarily jerked repeatedly, shudders consumed every inch of her. Even with the sheer sensitivity almost causing her gaze to darken, Talia never once gave the beast below her a sign to stop. There was a unique dynamic they had between them... She enjoyed the pain and power he bestowed upon her. It felt as if she was being reborn every time; and so she gave herself freely to what he desired, in fact, she gave herself... incredibly willingly. He was a powerful force she felt blessed to touch, to feel, to <i>experience</i>.<br/>
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As he began to man handle her, the feline simply remained putty in his hands. Her body was his to arrange how he pleased. All the huntress knew was that he could give her pleasure she only dreamed of, and almost for that sole reason, she was complaint. A gruff growl escaped her lips as her soft, tender flesh was eased down against the wet tiles, the coolness of the slabs ebbed up against her, not that she could truly feel it. The very moment he gathered her hair up, Talia felt her body roar, already rising herself to her knees by instinct. Heated, aroused breaths escaped her as she felt the way he structured her body, and the vicious bite down against the soft, vulnerable flesh of her neck. The ample mounds that he caressed ached for him, the flesh upon them grew hardened with need, to a point where cries of need began to trickle out of her lips shamelessly.<br/>
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The change in his hold on her neck only told the huntress what she desperately craved. The warmth of him was so close, hard and ready. It was only a matter of seconds away. So when he gripped down on her, as a predator did with prey, she knew exactly what was coming... Yet, it didn't truly prepare her; nothing could. The blissful curdle of pain tore through her body as he surged inside of her. The very fabric of the world seemed to tear, everything she knew simply disappeared as the heat of his body tore through her own, the pain curdling with pleasure was something she associated with him, and only him. It caused her abdomen to clench hotly as her eyes threatened to roll back into her head. It felt like the very tiles she leaned on were going to collapse and break under the pressure.<br/>
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The sheer ferocity of his thrusts almost caused her legs to buckle. There had been ferocity and power before... but now, they were a great deal stronger. They could take more, they could give more. It was difficult, even for the huntress, to stand her ground. It was why they worked so well, he was the very thing, the only thing, that could unhinge her. A vicious, booming growl left her lips in haste the moment she felt a prick of his teeth piercing through the delicate flesh along her neck. Warmth swelled where he had bitten as the crimson liquid began to trickle forth, spilling down along her collarbone, causing her flesh to glisten in macabre light. It was nothing in comparison to the violent treatment of her body, or the aching of the flesh around his. Talia could feel the way he taunted her, the way his flesh would wait for her to adjust before slamming back down into her, sending her mind reeling.<br/>
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Oh, she knew what the beast craved; just as he knew what she <i>needed</i>. The familiar dark, husky voice brought her attention from the wall that seemed to be getting closer. The blonde just managed to lash up a hand to press against the tiles to keep herself from being crushed against the wall. No doubt her beast would even be able to hammer her through the wall if he wished. The words he spoke caused a swirl of lust to visualise before her; the mix of her crimson fluid seemed to expand into the mist, a dark red fog concealed her vision before it burst apart leaving only glistening, bright lights. The blonde nuzzled her head as close as she could to his as he spoke into her ear. The vibrations ebbed through her, causing her abdomen to tense. "I understand <i>daddy</i>, you can destroy me whenever you want it, <i>daddy</i>," Her voice threatened to break under his delicious assault of her body and senses. He knew that it brought her pleasure as much as it did him; she craved for him to break her, for he was the only one who could.<br/>
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"I've missed you," Her words were hoarse, a clear expression from the huntress as opposed to her other self. "Break me daddy, I'm yours," There was an undeniable tone in her voice that was hinting affection. Despite her hungry and vicious states; there was a true part of her that would always feel affection for him whatever their changes. And it was because of her love and affection that she gave him what he desired. Each coupling of vicious selves only solidified how much they needed one another, they were two of a pair. There was no stopping them once they begun.<br/>
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The blonde just continued to pant, her hands pressing against the wall in front to prevent her body from slipping and sliding as much as possible. The euphoria that blossomed inside her started to shake her hold on the wall. Her throat had grown dry from the constant moans and brief squeals of pain. There was no way she wasn't going to be aching immensely after they finally collapsed. Oh, she knew all too well that he had the stamina of many men, and she certainly enjoyed feeling every bit of it. The sound of their meeting flesh almost reminded of her clashes of thunder rippling through the air. The heated mist in the shower was exquisite, it almost hindered her breathing and it certainly portrayed their heated reuniting.<br/>
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"Don't go soft on me, daddy," The tender tone was almost taunting as she started to rock her hips back, forcing herself onto him faster with their combined movements. Cries of pleasure and pain seeped from her like a symphony. It was blissful to have him back, to have all of him. "Never leave me again," Her voice seemingly emerged as a snarl, determined to make sure he understood that she had missed him just as much as he had hated being held back. Hell, they'd both been just shadows of their former selves, until now. One of her hands slipped down to clamp against his hips, her nails raked into and against his flesh as they moved as one. </span></span>