Erotica An Angel Craving Chaos (Completed)

[Bhavana694]

‌Light!

So much Light!

My eyes...

My eyes hurt and skin crawled as the light burnt my existence. And then I felt it again, the usual, the twisting of ankle, the choking, I felt life ebbing away from my exhausted body.

And then there was this dot, a dot of darkest black and it spread like a contamination. The darkness engulfed those suffocating hands, allowed me to breath and my ankle remained unbroken. For the slightest moment I felt greatful to the darkness.

But then it appeared, a lion, the king of this darkness, appeared from nowhere and started crawling upon me. I shivered with a unknown fear as all of this was new to my delusional absurdity.

And the lion, such a handsome beast, yet ruthless and hungry for blood. I stared at it with aww and the rational part of my brain tried to force a scream through my larynx I refused.

The beast, the lion, it transformed! Right before my eyes! The mane became darker and subtle as of a human's, eyes shrinked but never lost thier spark. Gigantic muscles formed a carved body... There... There he is... The man who tried to molest me and called me an Angel... it was him... I can never forget his eyes... His light brown eyes alluring me to my own death.

He came near, I shivered, he sniffed, I froze and then he bit on my jagular and I screamed and as I screamed I fell into an Abyss.

I opened my eyes panting relentlessly "Just a dream... It was just a dream" I tried to get a hold on my reckless breathing.

I and God (if exists) only know how I got home tonight. After he left I stayed there trying to pick the pices of my broken self and stitch them back together.

As 3 drunk men passed by the alley I feared of being molested again. So I got up, I had to... If I wanted to survive this night I had to.

I pulled my jeans up and tears rolled, I touched why cheek bone and I cried, I smoothed my top and prayed to the almighty to break the frame of linear time, make it a loop and let me... Just once rewind and stop myself from going out tonight.

That won't happen I knew, so I ran, ran as fast as I could to my car, ignoring the fact that my jeans is not so tightly protecting my ass. The journey from the alley to the parking area drained me whatever energy was left in my body.

I started my car and drove off. I constantly checked if someone was following me or not, and luckily was not. I realised why drink and drive is a crime. I got almost killed! Twice! Seemed like the empty streets were perfect playground for rouge bikers.

Atlast I reached the building where I rented an apartment. I lived alone, a blessing it seemed for today. The watchman... As usually sleeping on duty and helped me sneek without being noticed.

The last thing I wanted was being noticed in this state. And for that I had to grapple with an old enemy of mine.

Lift... Elevator...

A invention of science I absolutely hated. I am a fit girl, I ran regularly, I can climb stairs without panting but today lift was needed.

And why I hated lifts?? Ah I am Claustrophobic! Being entrapped in such a small place and having absolutely zero control upon your own movement... The whole idea scarred me to DEATH!

I pressed the button hurriedly and got in. "Just a few moments" I tried to remind myself. But as the technology started to function the void inside my stomach hit hard, wobbly legs made it harder, and for the second time in one fucking night I suffocated!

I was about to go dark but the technology had some mercy, the bell chimed and I got out alive. I opened the door of my apartment with shaky hands and as I locked the door behind me I collapsed.

I have insomnia. My mind play tricks on me regularly NOT to sleep. 56 hours without even a nap was my rocord. But that even betrayed. I slept on the floor for god knows how much time, the choking and ankle twisting dream was normal and begot the insomnia in the first place.

But this... This lion part. That was... That was new. I closed my eyes once again and there it was... Those eyes, still fresh in mind, waiting in the dark calmly, ready to prey.

I came to senses as a familiar voice soothed me. It was my cat Bunny. Well not that I owned it. He was a stray.... He come and go as he pleases. I feed him. Sometimes he let me bathe him... Sometimes he sleeps here, and sometimes he vanishes for almost a week.

But I didn't mind. Cats are very intelligent, you never choose them they choose you, you never own them as in thier mind the owner, himself/herself is also a cat. They see you as thier equal and demand thier own space even if they live with you. Why Humans don't do that is beyond my understanding!

I lifted bunny up as he purred under my touch, I cuddled him and he let me cuddle him. After such a night I needed it and he understood that. He truly was my spirit animal.

After I fed him, I didn't think much and went for a bath... But as I removed my clothes I sobbed. Guilt, shame, fear and surprisingly sex clouded my mind. As I stood still under the shower, water touched the wound on my cheek first, then my shoulder, my collar bone, my back, my ass, my vagina, my legs, and my feet.

My breathing became shallow again. Every other emotion evaporated, a need of release existed only. My pussy started to ache, clits demanding touch, I couldn't control and tried to mimic him with my finger.

But I was no match, still It felt good! Oh it felt surreal! I touched myself wherever he touched and felt my body's rebellion in understanding that THIS is wrong.

I rode on my finger, played with my nipples, even pressed my wind pipe to feel the pain of his suffocation. I was no more in my bathroom, I was in that alley still living that moment, I rode my fingers, as I am riding him.

His warm breath, his cum dripping nasty cock, his muscular body, his wishper, and his touch!

I came... Came so hard... it dripped on my upper thigh... wave after wave...I had no control...Just Pleasure... only pleasure...

Update was top notch from a girls prospective. I felt that the protagonist is in the mix of stockholm syndrome and a subby puppy.

Alas the cold shower why do they always ends up pleasuring oneself Is it the shower god's doing who wants his female followers to keep accept who they are and take pleasure in it

Looking forward to read more about that lion and his mane. How would he gonna roar nd how will our protagonist prey gonna purr

 

[Sasha!]

This is not happening...

This cannot be happening...

I cannot let this happen...

I cried in the shower and wiped my shame, and the rebellion of my body against rationality. How can I feel attracted to my molestor. Even thinking it in mind was not an option.

I am a simple girl... I make the most important decisions of my life in shower but unlike most people I stick to them. The water makes my hypersensitive senses calm down here.

I used my favorite shampoo to overpower his smell still fresh in my breath and bodywash to wipe his touch off from my skin.

And yes I see it coming. The draining effect people leave on my persona. That's what makes me so picky about people. Most of them bore me... Many of them are jealous of my achievements and some, actually very few were close.

I kissed a boy in highschool... It was my first time. He was 5 feet 8 inches and I was 5 feet 2. But next year my hight increased but his didn't. So I dumped him just because I lacked the FEEL of having someone physically larger than me. Yes picky about boys too.

And there on... I rejected, I dated and dumped, I never settled...


Then I found Avinash through a mutual friend. He seemed perfect, height of 6 feet, nicely tanned skin, decent looks and a cute smile.

But the moment I kissed him for the first time... Oh I knew. He was not my type. What was wrong I don't know. But something definitely was.

I bet he felt it too... That's why he was cheating maybe. At that moment I thought with my ego but now I understand, how trapped he feel.

In the early days of our relationship he made some advances about sex, I made a lot of excuses and turned him down, sometimes work sometimes periods ... I waited for him to dump me, But was really shocked when he proposed.

I said yes...

I had my reasons. There was a pressure building on my shoulders about marriage. Not heavily but it was there... Considering all things it was not that bad... Avinash was well settled, had good taste, good looking, and yes... He was good company. Atleast better than marrying a stranger.

The day I got engaged was the most draining, I felt so exhausted that I slept for 5 hours without a break, that's... Well unusual. I bet Avi felt same. We were good people, met each other in wrong time and wrong place. May be I was the same thing for Avi as he was for me.

But at this point of time, I needed him to be my anchor. So I don't drift away from reality, so I don't get messed up in "What If"s and "If not"s

But today I needed time, I can't allow a bad spent Saturday to ruin my life. I need to forget, If sex is a stimulant then this occurrence in the shower is my last time before I get hold on myself and forget the abuser completely.

I will run, I will dance and I will do Everything to exhaust myself so that I will pass out and have some rest before I battle everyday.

"May be I should get therapy..."

I shook my head and killed the thought then and there. What should I say to the therapist? Whatever happened was a tragedy... But how I responded... was Not a matter I could discuss!

So I took a horrible decission and tried to help myself. I got out in a hoodie and sweat pants and got some meds. I watched motivational videos. I practiced the dance piece I was preparing. I sorted some cheesy affirmative quotes and crafted a essay with them. I gave myself a speech, a pep talk every hour, but today even loneliness drained, and I didnot got blessed with sleep.

Around 7:30 the doorbell rang. I shivered...

"Have he followed me?"

The bell rang again... I got up from the couch and tip- toed to the kitchen, picked up the knife with sweaty palms...

The bell rang again, I jerked and went to the door. I peeped through the hole and was scared to death that I ll see his preying eye.

"Ugh..."

I damned Avi as I saw his face through the hole. I hurriedly kept the knife aside and opened the door.

"Babe let's... What the hell... Are you okay... What happened to you!"

He held my wounded cheek in his palm as softly as possible... He seemed really worried. How different he was from the Lion guy. Avi is a jerk no doubt but caring was his strongest suit.

"Nothing I tripped..."

I removed myself from the door and let him in.

"This look more than tripped... Let's go... We need to see a doctor... Come-on"

"Am fine I promise, I saw a doctor in the morning, see I bought meds, am feeling fine now" I argued.

"You should have called me" He pulled me gently into his embrace and I won't lie it felt rejuvenating.

"Let's go out" I murmured

I knew why he was here... It's sunday, every sunday was our date night. We got out, ate in my favourite restaurant, talked about this that. He was a good company indeed. Supporting and never demanding.

"But you are hurt..."

I kissed him as deeply as I could and snatched the words from his mouth. He responded sweetly.

"Please I want to go out... Please..."

I needed tonight. I needed the distraction to cloud my thoughts, I wanted Avi to talk to me so could stay focused on him... May be irritated but with him.

"Ok... If you really want to"

I knew he wouldn't say No. I pecked his cheek and closed myself in the bedroom.

I selected a lavender dress , knee length, concealed my wounds, let down my weavy curls and slipped into stiletto. As I came out of my bedroom, Avi awwed. I knew I looked beautiful.

For a moment I compared myself to the girl he was cheating me with and him with the lion guy.

Literally galaxies apart...

I ordered the usual, he ordered the usual, everything around was familiar, Avi seemed to be extra caring today as I was hurt. Not that he didn't bored me with his stupid office tales. But I needed THIS tonight.

But my illusion of a mundane Sunday night shattered as I heard a couple arguing, and as the man started misbehaving...

Oh my god! There he is! He just appeared out of thin air, where the hell did he came from!


But there he was... Reprimanding the man. Not a dream, not a thought, Real... very real.

 

[Sasha!]

It's not big deal actually, just crawl up to your husband/boyfriend and say Meow. If he pets you keep him , otherwise kick his sorry ass.

You know I once dumped one boyfriend because he refused to acknowledge that I am a cat

Single Not ready to mingle

Awesome update.

First person female perspective is always exciting. The narration of a virgins sexual desires I just perfect.

I can relate to this girl somewhat. Pankhudi is also claustrophobic

And I had a stray cat like Bunny whom I used to feed. I used to call him Kittu.

Eager to read more. And I hope this lion guy turns out to be someone filthy rich

Doesn't he already seem filthy rich?

Stay tuned will make him roar in ecstacy as he choke her

 

[Sasha!]

Update was top notch from a girls prospective. I felt that the protagonist is in the mix of stockholm syndrome and a subby puppy.

Alas the cold shower why do they always ends up pleasuring oneself Is it the shower god's doing who wants his female followers to keep accept who they are and take pleasure in it

Looking forward to read more about that lion and his mane. How would he gonna roar nd how will our protagonist prey gonna purr

As Carbi B once said " He's got a beard and am tryna wet it"

Angel is complicated that all I can say

Stay tuned

 

[Indian Princess]

Single Not ready to mingle


Doesn't he already seem filthy rich?

Stay tuned will make him roar in ecstacy as he choke her

Whenever you are ready to mingle, remember my meow tip, it actually works

No he didn't seem filthy rich. He seemed like a lowlife junkie in the first update, but hell, as long as he is big and strong, I like him

 

[Indian Princess]

This is not happening...

This cannot be happening...

I cannot let this happen...

I cried in the shower and wiped my shame, and the rebellion of my body against rationality. How can I feel attracted to my molestor. Even thinking it in mind was not an option.

I am a simple girl... I make the most important decisions of my life in shower but unlike most people I stick to them. The water makes my hypersensitive senses calm down here.

I used my favorite shampoo to overpower his smell still fresh in my breath and bodywash to wipe his touch off from my skin.

And yes I see it coming. The draining effect people leave on my persona. That's what makes me so picky about people. Most of them bore me... Many of them are jealous of my achievements and some, actually very few were close.

I kissed a boy in highschool... It was my first time. He was 5 feet 8 inches and I was 5 feet 2. But next year my hight increased but his didn't. So I dumped him just because I lacked the FEEL of having someone physically larger than me. Yes picky about boys too.

And there on... I rejected, I dated and dumped, I never settled...


Then I found Avinash through a mutual friend. He seemed perfect, height of 6 feet, nicely tanned skin, decent looks and a cute smile.

But the moment I kissed him for the first time... Oh I knew. He was not my type. What was wrong I don't know. But something definitely was.

I bet he felt it too... That's why he was cheating maybe. At that moment I thought with my ego but now I understand, how trapped he feel.

In the early days of our relationship he made some advances about sex, I made a lot of excuses and turned him down, sometimes work sometimes periods ... I waited for him to dump me, But was really shocked when he proposed.

I said yes...

I had my reasons. There was a pressure building on my shoulders about marriage. Not heavily but it was there... Considering all things it was not that bad... Avinash was well settled, had good taste, good looking, and yes... He was good company. Atleast better than marrying a stranger.

The day I got engaged was the most draining, I felt so exhausted that I slept for 5 hours without a break, that's... Well unusual. I bet Avi felt same. We were good people, met each other in wrong time and wrong place. May be I was the same thing for Avi as he was for me.

But at this point of time, I needed him to be my anchor. So I don't drift away from reality, so I don't get messed up in "What If"s and "If not"s

But today I needed time, I can't allow a bad spent Saturday to ruin my life. I need to forget, If sex is a stimulant then this occurrence in the shower is my last time before I get hold on myself and forget the abuser completely.

I will run, I will dance and I will do Everything to exhaust myself so that I will pass out and have some rest before I battle everyday.

"May be I should get therapy..."

I shook my head and killed the thought then and there. What should I say to the therapist? Whatever happened was a tragedy... But how I responded... was Not a matter I could discuss!

So I took a horrible decission and tried to help myself. I got out in a hoodie and sweat pants and got some meds. I watched motivational videos. I practiced the dance piece I was preparing. I sorted some cheesy affirmative quotes and crafted a essay with them. I gave myself a speech, a pep talk every hour, but today even loneliness drained, and I didnot got blessed with sleep.

Around 7:30 the doorbell rang. I shivered...

"Have he followed me?"

The bell rang again... I got up from the couch and tip- toed to the kitchen, picked up the knife with sweaty palms...

The bell rang again, I jerked and went to the door. I peeped through the hole and was scared to death that I ll see his preying eye.

"Ugh..."

I damned Avi as I saw his face through the hole. I hurriedly kept the knife aside and opened the door.

"Babe let's... What the hell... Are you okay... What happened to you!"

He held my wounded cheek in his palm as softly as possible... He seemed really worried. How different he was from the Lion guy. Avi is a jerk no doubt but caring was his strongest suit.

"Nothing I tripped..."

I removed myself from the door and let him in.

"This look more than tripped... Let's go... We need to see a doctor... Come-on"

"Am fine I promise, I saw a doctor in the morning, see I bought meds, am feeling fine now" I argued.

"You should have called me" He pulled me gently into his embrace and I won't lie it felt rejuvenating.

"Let's go out" I murmured

I knew why he was here... It's sunday, every sunday was our date night. We got out, ate in my favourite restaurant, talked about this that. He was a good company indeed. Supporting and never demanding.

"But you are hurt..."

I kissed him as deeply as I could and snatched the words from his mouth. He responded sweetly.

"Please I want to go out... Please..."

I needed tonight. I needed the distraction to cloud my thoughts, I wanted Avi to talk to me so could stay focused on him... May be irritated but with him.

"Ok... If you really want to"

I knew he wouldn't say No. I pecked his cheek and closed myself in the bedroom.

I selected a lavender dress , knee length, concealed my wounds, let down my weavy curls and slipped into stiletto. As I came out of my bedroom, Avi awwed. I knew I looked beautiful.

For a moment I compared myself to the girl he was cheating me with and him with the lion guy.

Literally galaxies apart...

I ordered the usual, he ordered the usual, everything around was familiar, Avi seemed to be extra caring today as I was hurt. Not that he didn't bored me with his stupid office tales. But I needed THIS tonight.

But my illusion of a mundane Sunday night shattered as I heard a couple arguing, and as the man started misbehaving...

Oh my god! There he is! He just appeared out of thin air, where the hell did he came from!


But there he was... Reprimanding the man. Not a dream, not a thought, Real... very real.

This update left me high and dry

The lion man just appears and the update ends

Not fair! Not fair at all!

Now make up to me by posting the next update asap and there better be some action with the lion man.

And how old is the protagonist btw?

 

[Sasha!]

He stood right in front of me or my opthalmic tissues are dillusional too I do not know, but he felt so close.


He stood right between the couple, gritting his teeth talking in a low voice, and oh my my... He looked like a god! His shirt under his coat hugged his muscles so well that I could feel his chest going up and down with every breath. His torso standing parallel to his spine, long legs parted hip width apart, length of shoulder blades just exactly double of mine...


His face was firm as he spoke, only lips moved, a bit darker than usual they are. His backbrushed hair, was as black as his suit.


He indeed looked like a god...


I absolutely have no idea when Avinash excused himself to take a call, I just stared the man who tried to molest me in an dark alley...


"Is it really him... Or I am just imagining?"


The moment the thought popped in my heart he turned his neck and told the man to get out. I didn't hear but could say by his body language. And no, I am not imaging him... It's him, It's truly him.


Cause I can be wrong about anything in this world at this point but I cannot be wrong about his eye, those preying ruthless eyes.


Damn!


I turned my neck to the full sized window and let my hair fall above my shoulder and touch my belly button, and tried to hide my face. But I couldn't help but look.


Out of nowhere another man appeared in black suit, even a tad bit taller than "Him". He almost looked like a bodyguard or something.


It almost seemed like a movie scene untill now... But now as the tension deffused in the room I felt the fear coiling in my stomach. But I couldn't focus on it.


As the taller guy escorted the idiot out, the girl, a waitress who seemed very embarrassed, recieved a pat on her back form "Him". I parted my lips and sucked in breath in disbelief.


"This cannot be HIM"


The man who was abused me gave a parental hug to the girl and disappeared... Just like that!


I felt stupid! I felt worthless! What on Eath have I done wrong to make him treat me like that! I saw he was quite capable of affection but all I received was humiliation...


"May be he is just a sociopath who knows how to hide his reality in public" My rationality gave it's reasons but nothing mattered at that moment...


A nonsense Jealously took over my mind... I cannot be here any longer... I need to get out of here, but my knees gave out, I lost all my strength in my body, I felt lightning strucking my bones long before it made any sound


"This is the second time... And this isn't gonna end well..." My instincts hissed.


I tried to calm myself by making my both hands embrace each other. I sat tall and inhaled and exhaled deep...


"You ok babe?" Avinash asked in a concerned manner as he couldn't ignore my almost white face.


"Can we go home... Please... Let's go home"


"Hey... What's wrong..."


"Please, let's just go home..." My eyes became teary.


Avinash held my palm in one hand and called for the bill, he ordered a dessert, Chocolate Mousse, my favorite. I wanted to clamour, but kept quite. The last thing I wanted right now was attention.


As I walked towards the car the chill in the air touched my bare skin and made me crave my warm blanket. I almost lost it, as Avinash got busy on the phone again and walked away from the car, turned his back and started talking.


I pressed my hands tightly as it became almost unbearable to spend another moment in his presence.


Then there it was, my mind became foggy as I felt the shadow of "The Lion's" pressence capturing and devouring mine. My eyes shot open as my perfume got overpowered by his. My instincts started having a carnage and my throat went dry.


"Don't look... It's not him... Don't look"


I looked down at my palms and prayed... But yes! I didn't worked...


"You forgot your purse Miss..."


He was standing beside my window, Offering me my purse which I have left on the table as I cared very less about it at that moment.


I became stiff...


No movement...


None at all...


Even my breathing stopped...


It felt like the silence before a stormy night...


And by all my surprise I noticed a shadow approaching my lap and a stroke of lighting struke again as he held my wrist and snatched it from my another palm's embrace...


My skin burnt under his touch, I became feverish, I felt going blue all over my body as all the blood rushed to my wrist, I felt so weak, so vulnerable, I felt helpless!


But he grinned, his other hand slipped the purse on my palm and wrapped my fingers around it.


I made a mistake... I couldn't help it... I looked in his eyes... I discovered a bloody ocean craving for more. I tried to pull my hand but his grip became tighter and yanked me toward him...


And before I could understand anything, He kissed me, his lip touching mine my eyes shot open... and closed tightly... My cries lost in his mouth, I became petrified, I couldn't focuse on anything but his lips brushing mine...


And suddenly he became violent, almost as he was angry with me... His tongue slashed mine and I moaned in agony as he bit my lower lip... and in a moment I tasted iron getting spilled and mixing with his saliva.


"Have a good night... Miss Singh" he pulled away and disappeared. I sat there...


Blank. Totally blank.


"Hey... Why are you crying..."


I do not know for how long I sat alone in the car, tears rolled down and I lost all connection to reality.


"Please drive me home..." I managed some words out of my mouth.


"Babe are you mad at me... Please speak... It's killing me..."


"Just drive Avi..."


I turned my face towards the window, as tiny droplets silently drenched the city, I let it touch me... Afterall I wasn't alone who felt sobbing tonight.


Silence made Avinash annoyed... I sensed but I couldn't help. I ran toward my apartment as soon as we reached our destination. Avinash follwed me. He seemed to be not quiting it tonight...


He followed me in my apartment, I didn't reacted... I was drained, null and void.


I held my temples in my palm, Avinash stood by the kitchen counter trying to understand what the hell was happening.


He approached me with the Mousse. He scooped a bit with a spoon and held it right in front of my lips. I looked at him.


"Eat... It will make you feel better, It always does!"


"How? How on the Earth is he so patient?" My heart sanked as he gave me a comforting smile.


I parted my lips, allowing him to slip the spoon inside my mouth. As I sucked the spoon clean, he licked his lips af if he wanted to be that Mousse.


That's it...


My Medicine... May be... Atleast I could try!


I crashed my lips on his... Making him taste the half melted Mousse, he responded accordingly, sweetly.


I need it... I need it all...


I became violent, slaying his tounge with mine, I bit, he moaned, he looked me in eyes and found the unapologetic need... I unbuttoned his shirt opening it wide touching his bare skin with my fingertips.


I took his hand and encouraged him to put it under my dress.


"I guess it's my lucky night... Isn't it babe..."


I didn't speak, he touched my thighs softly, pushing my dress up, continuing the kiss, he picked me up from sofa with his hands touching my bare ass.


We fall on the bed, first me, then him. He unzipped me and I slid my dress off my shoulder. I removed my pink bra for him. Without wasting any time he threw the dress away, unzipped his pants and left it on the floor.


He mounted me and continued the kiss, squeezing my boobs softly.


I tried to focus on his touch, I held my mind tight...


I tried...


I tried...


And I tried... To be faithful to Avi...


But I failed...


The Lion guy... Appeared in my mind torning my thoughts apart, his touch, his aura, his physic, he held me tight and Oh god I struggled...


"Suck me... Suck me there..."


Out of nowhere got the idea, I needed a step further, I needed to erase him from my mind... And Avi could help.


He instantly went down, slipped off my panty and slide his finger in my pussy...


"God you are wet babe..."


I moaned but not that loud... He pushed two, but not enough. He sucked in air as he came closer to my pussy sucking in my feminine smell.


He opened his mouth, put out his tounge and licked... Licked my clits in full length. I jolted and felt the pleasure, but simultaneously I heard the lion growl as if his prey was being dragged away...


"Stay with Avi... Stay with Avi" I pleaded to my mind.


He inserted his tounge between my clits and started stroking the very intimate part of mine. I moaned, Loudly. I sqeezed my boobs and pinched my nipples shamelessly.


He held my hips and threw my legs above his shoulder and ate whatever my pussy was releasing. His tounge did amaizing things... It tickled, it caressed, he practically smooched my vertical lips with his horizontal ones.


I lost myself in it, the pleasure was so indulging that I forgot about everything else for a brief moment. But as the feeling sank deep it started again...


The Lion was angry... Very angry. I felt him slapping me, kissing me, hurting me devouring me.


And as Avinash bit me softly, I lost it. Even the slightest amount of pain triggered. I dig my heel to the back of Avi's head and orgasmed... Practically choking him on my pussy. He never stopped, ate it all.


I cried in ecstacy and fear, I moaned like a shameless bitch in heat, My body burnt as the Lion whispered something in my ear. It lasted forever...


And then...


Black... All black!

 

[Sasha!]

Whenever you are ready to mingle, remember my meow tip, it actually works

No he didn't seem filthy rich. He seemed like a lowlife junkie in the first update, but hell, as long as he is big and strong, I like him

 

[Sasha!]

This update left me high and dry

The lion man just appears and the update ends

Not fair! Not fair at all!

Now make up to me by posting the next update asap and there better be some action with the lion man.

And how old is the protagonist btw?

She is 24... Too old to be a virgin ... But she had her reasons we will see

Hope I will be able to compensate tonight

 

[Indian Princess]

She is 24... Too old to be a virgin ... But she had her reasons we will see

Hope I will be able to compensate tonight

24 Pankh is also 24 in dark Seduction

What a magical number it is! And please don't say 24 is too old to be virgin. I was virgin too at 24 and beyond. It wasn't lack of opportunity. I was just too picky. Felt only hubby deserved me no one else, so waited till he entered my life.

I have a feeling this story is going to make me spill all my secrets

Waiting for update