<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000">His body always hungered for more than one woman - there was no woman alive that could satisfy him on her own without dying from it - but his heart now belonged to her. He kissed her deeply as his hands pulled his shirt off, throwing it to the floor, before holding her close to him. "And you know I would do whatever you needed of me." He whispered. There were few that knew him as well as she did. The only one that did he thought was dead. And he would have to punish soon.</span>