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.There was no shame in her game.Commencing to pour hot candle wax over her entire body, Starr stuck out her tongue; licking her lips as if invisible drops of cum rained upon her.Thorne thought he would shoot his load into his pants.His painful erection, strained against his tight leather pants forced another low growl to form within his throat.The air sizzled and cracked with sexual tension as the pair met one another’s gaze once more.The beast within howled, craving freedom, and the opportunity to mate with the sex goddess before him.Starr looked as though she were experiencing the time of her life, spreading her legs, allowing hot wax to drip down her cunt.Nipples standing erect from the wax dropping upon them, Starr stimulated a sensual gyrating movement, as though she were fucking an invisible lover.The song seemed to last forever, in Thorne’s mind.He wanted to claim her right there, on the stage, despite the crowded bar.Once her act was complete, she gracefully exited the stage, picking up the velvet wrap, careful not to allow wax to fall upon the floor, out of respect to the next dancer.The crowd cheered and whistled at the seductive event.Thorne, unable to think clearly, stared in awe at the woman he planned to claim.“You may want to go back to the Champagne room dude.If I know Starr, she is changing into a nice evening gown, and changing hairstyles.Here, have another one on the house.The other girls will continue to hound you as long as you sit here.”Taking Randy’s advice, Thorne strolled over to the booth, wishing Starr would hurry up.Taking a swig of scotch, Thorne lit a cigarette, thinking of the survival of his clan.Females were scarce, and many of the males fought amongst themselves in an effort to gain human mates.Unfortunately, it was rare for a human to survive the bite of a werewolf.Thorne hoped it would not be the case with Starr.There was so much more to her, there had to be for him to sense her from another state.Thorne inhaled deeply, knowing Starr was approaching.Her scent caused him to lose his head.“Hello, how are you?” asked a soft, but stern voice.She was a vision, indeed.Her long black shoulder length hair was pinned up into an exotic style, allowing some pieces to fall to her shoulders.Her rich, dark brown skin appeared flawless under the lights of the room, and that black form-fitting evening gown was classy, yet revealing.“I’m good, darling, how are you?” Thorne asked, standing to greet her.“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, I just had to get all that candle wax off my body,” Starr said shyly.“Randy said a few of the girls were bothering you.Some of the girls can be so catty.”“Hey, I was good.I knew what I wanted, I sent them packing.Of course, I tipped them for their troubles.” Thorne grinned, flashing his white teeth.“You’re quite the gentleman,” Starr said, not understanding why she felt the way she did in the presence of this man.“What’s your name,” she asked, trying to clear her head.“I’m Thorne Cloudfeather.”“I take it you’re not from around here.I detect a Southern drawl,” Starr exclaimed, sipping on her champagne.“I’m from Louisiana.” Thorne said dryly, taking another swig of scotch, and extinguishing his cigarette.Sitting back on the sofa, he eyed Starr up and down, allowing his imagination to run wild.“You’re turn.” He coaxed.“What do you mean? I’m Starr.Randy was your bartender.I’m sure he has already told you my name.”“No, what’s your real name?” Thorne asked, in a stern voice, penetrating her soul with his gaze.“Starr,” she insisted, avoiding looking into his eyes, nervously drinking the champagne.“What does it matter to you,” she asked.“You buy me a champagne bottle, and now you think you own me?” She asked, anger rising within her voice.“Wow, take it easy Starr,” Thorne laughed.“There is no need for hostility; I think you’ve been cooped up too long in this hole in the wall.Come on, leave with me tonight.A woman like you should not be in a place like this.”“Are you crazy? I’m not allowed to leave with customers,” Starr laughed.“Oh, only the ones that pay you well enough?” Thorne asked, anger permeating from his eyes.“How much of the money do you actually receive? I would figure, by the time you tip the bouncers, doorman, and the bartenders, would it even be worth your effort?”“I don’t think this is working out,” Starr said, throwing her hands in the air as she turned around to exit the champagne room.Thorne grabbed her wrist, pulling her to him, pressing himself against her, staring deep into her eyes.“You aren’t going anywhere,” Thorne whispered in her ear, pressing his body tightly against hers.There were those eyes again, mesmerizing, soul searching.Thorne grabbed her hair, and roughly inserted his tongue between her lips, exploring her tongue.Moisture pooling between her thighs, Starr sucked his tongue greedily, moans escaping her lips as she slid her hand to his swollen cock.Purposely, she bit his lower lip.A low growl forming deep in his throat, he broke the connection, staring deep into her seductive eyes, still holding a handful of her hair.Nostrils flaring, he wrapped his hand around her neck, gently tugging her hair.Thorne planted a kiss on her cheek, tracing a trail with his tongue down to her neck, leading Starr to believe her skin was on fire.Nibbling at her neck, Thorne left his mark without Starr noticing.She was too busy, lost in the throes of heated lust.Picking her up, Thorne sat Starr on the small sofa, while continuing to nibble at her neck.Slowly, he pulled the top of her strapless evening gown down, revealing full, luscious breasts.Groaning, Thorne gently rolled the perky dark nipples between his fingertips, as he strayed from her neck, to her succulent lips once more.Drunk with her scent, Thorne drifted from her lips to her breasts, sucking hard on her nipples, while caressing her full breasts with his hands.Gently, he nipped at her breasts with his teeth.Her female scent was driving him mad.With one hand, he forcefully hiked up her evening gown, revealing a black lace garter and thong.Spreading her mouth-watering thighs and properly positioning himself between them, he yanked on her thong.Gently, he pushed her down against the arm of the sofa, sliding his hand from her breasts, to the flatness of her stomach, down towards the apex of her inner thighs.Her heat, attacked his flesh, as did the moisture between her thighs, causing Thorne to swallow hard.Inhaling her scent deeply, as though his life depended upon it, he gently pulled the material between her pussy lips agitating her already sensitive clitoris.Satisfaction engulfed him as he watched the dancer gyrate her hips, throwing her head back in ecstasy as she played with her breasts.Her liquid heat glistened on her pussy lips and inner thighs, inviting him, causing a large thirst to build within Thorne.He needed to taste her, burying his face between her thighs was what he craved immediately.His tongue twitched at the very thought of tunneling deep within her pussy.“This must go,” he demanded, in a deep husky voice, wrapping the side of her thong around his middle finger.“Either you remove them, or I’ll rip them off you, with my teeth,” he warned.Excited, Starr, spread her legs for him, egging Thorne on in carrying out his threat [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]