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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">The moment Talia was swooped up into his arms, she was done for. The embrace of her powerful killer, her protector, her hunter. The ravenous heat within her only continued to grow as she could feel the warmth from him ebb into her. Her attention never shifted from him, even when they got into the cab. The way he kept her so close begged for her hips to roll and rock against his groin, desperate for more of his attention. It was only when they reached their home that Talia took note of where they were, but only briefly. It was as if the lock of the door was a racing pistol that went off. The blonde began to grab and tear at her clothing, slipping out of her suit one piece at a time. Her attention and focus remained with her husband, briefly coming back to him as she tried to shed her clothing as quickly as possible.<br/>
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Talia was completely glued to her husband, the way his lips sank against hers took her attention away from the fact that he pressed her back against the cool bathroom tiles. A gasp of need escaped her as she felt one powerful grip secure her wrists above her head; the familiar feeling of their reckless and powerful love before all came trickling back as if it had never left. The grip he used for her wrists was incredibly tight, causing a shimmer of pain over her features; and a very blatant shudder of pleasure. They went hand in hand. It had been so long since Talia had felt the same pulse of power that she was feeling now from him; and now he was scarier than he'd ever been. The modifications turned them both into monsters, and Talia knew he was stronger, much stronger. <br/>
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There was a part to her that wished to fight him, the beast within her had yet to learn her place as Talia wished it. There was... resistance because she craved to be controlled, to be dominated. But there was weakness in that, and that's what she fought against. When he began to let go of her wrists, Talia eased down onto her knees before him. She knew exactly what he wanted, what he needed. The words that slipped from his lips rippled down along her spine; the somewhat threat caused a tension to rise, her abdomen began to swell with warmth. The blonde didn't answer back, she just reached for his pants. Just as his hunger presented itself, hers was apparent as she forced his clothing down, not even waiting for him to step of out them before her lips closed in around his tip. The slick, tender touch of her tongue turned rough, intensely caressing along him as she began to force his flesh deeper within her.<br/>
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Talia would never be a weak willed, mindless obedient. She was a woman of strength and power; her submission to her husband was a gift, it was given freely. Of course, his control over her was just as treasured; he was the only man who could truly contain her. He understood her in ways nobody had managed; he saw into her soul, into who she was. <br/>
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With every passing moment, the female thrust him deeper into her throat, causing her to choke a little as she struggled to take his entirety. Yet, it didn't hinder her keenness. Her tongue lapped over him just as much as it had before, her lips clamped down around him as she sucked as hard as she could. The female was desperate for him; and there was no doubt he'd see that. Especially as her hands began to snake up along his legs, human flesh and metal prosthetic alike. Her nails raked into them as she forced herself to take him down until her lips nuzzled against his abdomen. Soft, unstoppable coughs left her as she struggled, soon followed by gagging sounds as her gaze flickered up to meet his. Talia wanted to see it all, she wanted to see his reaction, his lust, his need for control. <br/>
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The female almost saw a need to test her husband, but simply to taunt the beast right out of his cage. Easing back, she allowed him to slip from her mouth before her tongue lapped over him, ignoring the trickle of water that had been cascading down over them. </span>