You're quiet

Klaus

Lava, my orange cat, stays in the bathroom while Karina and I take a shower, as if inspecting everything. As soon as we get out of the box, now without any crust of earth or fluids on our bodies, she runs back to the room.
— You're quiet... — Karina murmurs as I wrap my arms around her body.
on a white cotton towel and then take one to place around my hips. — Didn't you like what we did?
— You know you don’t need to ask me that question — I reply, following the path.
mark of my teeth on your shoulder. She winces in response, so I stop, grimacing disapprovingly.
— I thought you liked leaving a mark on me. — There is obviously a lot doubt in your tone.
— Things can't happen like this, Karina, but let's talk about it later. — I cut the subject, as I don't know if I'm in a good mood to talk about it right now, and I take her to the bedroom, where I take another towel and start drying her long hair.
She stands in front of me, letting me take care of her needs, just like she did during the shower. I rubbed every little part of her body, paying attention to every bruise, cut, and bite that shouldn't be there.
— What's the real problem, Klaus? — He asks, touching my arm. — Because if you don't tell me, I'll start to think there's something wrong with me, that maybe you didn't like something I did.
Her round face is filled with an insecurity that I don't like. — You shouldn't have run, something really bad could have happened if you I had truly lost control. — I make him sit on the bed and then I look for a hairbrush in my closet. — It wouldn't be pretty, little human. — I use a softer tone, so as not to scare her.
— But you didn't lose control and that's what matters. —Shrugs, as if it were very simple.
I find a comb that should work for his hair, then I sit back down on the bed where he is. I'm glad my bed was changed this afternoon, as was my mattress, to hide the damage I did during the night due to the memories of the torture I suffered.
— Do you know how much effort I made not to fulfill my obligations? promises? — I squint my eyes and she shakes her head guiltily. — The effort I made not to eat you in every way possible? It would have lasted hours if I had truly surrendered, I could have really hurt you, broken one of your limbs.
Just imagining this makes me feel uneasy.
— Hours?
— Hours — I repeat and see that instead of frightening her, my words
They just leave her with a mischievous smile that almost infects me.
— I would have liked hours... — He licks his lower lip and tears off one low growl from me. She really doesn't understand what I'm talking about. — I love it when you growl — she whispers and crawls towards me like a cat, to stay on my lap.
So we stayed like that, both of us in towels on the bed for long minutes. I'm undoing the knots in his hair little by little and absorbing more of his scent, which is now well mixed with mine.
— You lied — he says when I finish and use the same comb to iron the hair.
sometimes through my hair.
- About what? — I question, since there are so many things she doesn’t
he knows.
— He said it was too big for me and that it would hurt me, but as he penetrated me he whispered that his pre-cum would help me not have so much pain.
—But you still felt pain, didn't you?
I can't explain to this human that, in reality, I wasn't that afraid of hurting her. I don't have heat and, like all Persians, I produce a pre-cum that helps us enter smaller females without causing as much damage. My real fear was that I would end up addicted to her body, and after what we did in the forest maybe that fear of mine became real.
— Yes, but it wasn't that much pain. — Decide to turn to me, so the Your thighs wrap around my hips and your ass rests on my legs. We fit in well.More than fine.—Maybe only as much as a normal loss of virginity would result.
— Wasn't losing your virginity normal? — I arch an eyebrow.
— I think few girls have the chance to be fucked against the floor of a dark forest by a demon — he explains, showing more of how good his mood is. — You don't need to worry about me that much, I'm a strong girl.
— It was dangerous anyway, mon polar. — I caress your chin, letting slip once again the ancient words of my people. They seem too right for Karina. — Don't ever run from me again, do you understand me?
— I understand — he whispers and bites his delicious lower lip. - What Does this mean “mon polar”? You've told me this before.
Of course she would ask me, she is too curious to let something like that go.
— It means “little human” — I lie and hear a strange sound coming out of your belly. Karina's face turns pink because she knows I heard, but to me it's no big deal. — You're hungry, aren't you?
— I didn't get to eat anything at the party before you dragged me out of there.
there. — He shrugs, embarrassed.
— Go to the kitchen and get something ready to eat from the fridge, Nora always leaves many options ready-made. I'll make some calls and be right there.
She stands, holding the cotton fabric around her body tightly, which doesn't make any sense. I know this female completely.
— In a towel? — he whispers, as if he were making a big mistake.
sin.
— In a towel, I want easier access.
Her face finishes reddening and I don't miss the movement she makes with her thighs, pressing one against the other. She's definitely very sore down there, as my size, which is more than large, has done some damage, in addition to me not taking it slow, however, this doesn't seem to affect her sexual appetite.
— Okay, I'll just wear a towel and walk around this huge house then. — I smile crookedly and before she takes the first step towards the exit, I pull her body towards mine and kiss her, letting my desire flow freely, making sounds of pleasure.
When we separate, her pupils increase in size and she looks at me with a different kind of hunger.
— I was thinking that if your saliva heals the bites, maybe it will help stop some of the pain, right? If you… put your mouth on me, maybe I would feel better and then… we could do it again — the smart girl suggests and this time I can't hold back a smile.
— Go eat and I can think about it. — I slap your ass and She jumps a little. — I'm coming — she says hurriedly and leaves the room without thinking twice.
I stare at the open door for a while, then pick up my cell phone and see that my uncle Vladimir sent me a message.
“He really seems to be using Nyn and I think Orinn and Melinda know this as they kicked him out of the party shortly after he left. They must support him, this way they stop his heat and have time to find the Persian woman with the richest family to have the puppy.
Stay away from Dante and abort the damn plan I know you have for him, or this will end badly.”
It's easy for Vladimir to say something like that, he has the tattoos, he's been through a few heats in his life and is respected by everyone, for having a position in the government, a place where no other Persian has managed to reach.
My uncle didn't have his life, the chance to be a respected male with a real family taken away from him. He doesn't know what it's like to be me, and that's why I don't talk back to him, so I don't stress myself out anymore.
— Big shit... — I growl low and drop the cell phone on the bed.
My plan is already in place and I'm not going to give up, maybe just change the direction of things a little. Instead of letting Dante get Karina pregnant, for example, I could let her bring him into heat and find another human for him to fuck instead.
The problem would be convincing Dante to go after this other human, who wouldn't have Karina's delicious smell. That part would be very difficult, but I can think about that later.
I put on some sweatpants and decide to see what Karina is doing as she hasn't gone back up yet, however, when I get to the kitchen I find a horrible scene, which makes my heart beat so hard that it feels like I'm going to faint.
— I found some leftover rice in your fridge, I saw that it also has sauce shoyo, sesame oil and some sirloin and I decided to make fried rice. I don't know if it will be very good with sirloin, but it certainly won't be bad — she says excitedly, without realizing the danger she's in. — My father died when I was twelve, but he taught me how to make this famous dish in Korea before that.
She holds a pan on top of the stove, with the heat very high and without any protection, just using the towel.
— Get away from the fire. — Mine gets stuck in my throat.
I feel my body stuck to the ground, helpless. Unable. Now I'm just a weak male.
— You don't like fried rice? But he hasn't even eaten yet. — Pout,
without understanding anything.
— Put that pan down now and get away from the fucking stove! — shout and Karina's eyes widen, because my tone is very loud and rude. - Now! — I order again, she turns off the heat in a hurry and leaves the pan there. — Now come here!
— W-What's going on, Klaus? — he whispers, in a mixture of fear and concern, and walks slowly towards me, who is still at the entrance to the kitchen. — Why are you yelling at me like that?
I quickly bend down and pick her up, hugging her body tightly against mine, and only then do I realize how shaking I am.
— We have to get out of here, the fire is very dangerous. — I even stutter as I take her to a side room, where I sit on a couch with her on top of me and tear the towel from her body to have her heat and smell against me. — Never go near the fire again. — That's all I can say, without being able to express in words the size of my terror.
—Was it because they burned you? — he asks and that makes my vision it blurs, as my eyes fill with tears, which is absurd.
A strong male should never cry, especially in front of a female.
— Bite me, mon polar — I ask, bending down so that he can reach to reach. — Bite me, cause me pain.
Only pain will bring me back to that moment and out of that dirty cell where I spent several days being beaten, burned and drowned.
- To bite?
— Yes, mon polar. Bite me on the neck, hard — I ask again.
— Okay, I'll bite, but I don't want to hurt you — he whispers and I I close my eyes, to concentrate on the small pain he causes me with his straight teeth. They don't penetrate my skin like I would like, but Karina licks and sucks the area where she bit, which helps me a lot.
— Never touch the fire again, ever again. Let Nora do it, she is professional and uses devices, you could get burned, Karina. The pan could tip over and burn you,” I whisper and she clings to me as much as she can, spreading her scent all over me with her breasts pressed against my chest.
— I'm sorry, Klaus — he says and I realize he has tears flowing. for your face.Is she crying because she feels sorry for me?—I'm sorry.
— I want you to know that there’s nothing wrong with me — I say, looking deep into your eyes. I don't want Karina to know how weak I am
I am in some ways. — That moment wasn’t… normal for me. Will not happen again.
— I know there's nothing wrong with you. — Leave a light kiss on my the lips. — Because you are perfect, Klaus.