Soldier
The woman herself was not important; what she possessed was of great importance. Her cunt whispered to him, her growing scent of arousal surrounded him, and he was just the being to ease her ache. Did she really ache? He did not know, and he truly did not care. His only concern was dispelling the burning need to fuck her, or any other willing female in a ten-mile radius. He knew there were plenty of them – he could smell them all.
He was in trouble and he knew it. Something strange was going on and he could not control his urges. He looked into her eyes and felt …. nothing. Nothing emotional, nothing like love or any other kind of affectionate emotion. There was no feeling, none of the ‘wanting desperation’ or anything else that he had heard his sister talk about when describing her “perfect man”. It made him wonder if it was just him, if it was just he that was severely broken or if all males were this incapable of feeling.
It was not just the lack of emotions that worried him. There was the fact that these sexual urges had robbed him of his Naval career. He had just been given the boot for his being unable to control his sexual urges. He had truly wanted to continue with his Naval career and had planned on reenlisting. He had loved the structure and discipline the Seals had given him, but then he had also never really felt comfortable or fit in. Between his ungainly height and uncanny fighting abilities, he had pissed off more than one opponent in combat games.
The wording on his discharge papers had concerned him when he read it. There were a few phrases such as “to be expected” and “in consideration of” that confused him, but with his rising urges he just couldn’t concentrate on the “why” of why they bothered him. It was if everything in the universe was playing a huge cosmic joke on him, but he could not see the puzzle pieces through the haze of lust that surrounded him constantly.
He just needed to fuck. And the female in front of him was just as good as any other. From the scent of her hair to the pheromones coming off her warm skin, he knew he was but seconds from driving his hard cock into her hot cunt. Warm and willing was the way he liked them and with his good looks he never had to wait long for his next bed mate. He had been blessed with his father’s dark good looks; jet black hair that gleamed blue in the brightest sunlight, piercing baby blue eyes and at six foot five inches tall, he towered over almost all other males.
The stronger her scent became, the more his needs overtook his sense of reality. If he wasn’t careful he would wind up fucking her on the floor of the crowded bar, and to hell with the consequences.
He looked up from the woman’s eyes and scoped out the quickest route out of the bar and back to his apartment. He knew the bar was within five minutes walk time, but he had no idea just how much longer his control would last.
The soldier in him suddenly kicked into high gear and he grabbed the woman around the waist, pulling her towards the rear exit door of the club and fresh air. He was hoping that the fresh air would help clear some of the pheromones from the dozens of willing females he had just left behind in the bar.
As he all but broke down the exit door leaving the building he realized that touching the woman may have been a major mistake. By the time he was able to get half ways through the system of back alleys, he knew he was not going to reach his apartment before fucking her. His cock, having been rigid since before leaving home, was now leaking, demanding immediate release and making it damned near impossible for him to walk. at some point the woman had removed her panties and she began to grind her clit on the ridge of his penis through his jeans
He was having to carry her and he could barely walk as the result of his erection. he stopped and looked around – found a back alley entrance to a building that was recessed and took her to the doorway.
By the time he finds the alcove she has already had two orgasms riding the ridge of his cock through his jeans, which are now soaked from the outside as well as the inside, he finally gets his cock out of his jeans and sinks into her wet heat as he pushes her up against the rough brick wall of the alcove doorway. he claims her mouth with his in order to silence her mewling cries of ecstasy as he begins to fuck her in earnest.
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Siren
She was the siren of the house of Dactil, the supreme ruling house on the planet Huesurlia. Her elemental power is the ability to help control rogues and call the mates of those in Solitude to start their journey. For every female she assisted through their journey, she felt the greatest of joys.
She enjoyed what was essentially the position of High Priestess, but she knew her powers were degrading, and unless her mate came to Huesurlia, she would soon loose her powers, and eventually her life.
Unfortunately she could tell her own mate was nowhere on Huesurlia. , and informed her parents of this fact time and time again over her lifespan. The landing of each returning ship brought Huesurlian males ready to enter solitude and females from foreign worlds, but they never brought her mate home. so she waits patiently, trying to not drain the joy from the matings she has been able to successfully guide.
Born and raised on Huesurlia.
being a born female was rare enough, but she also had held the rare elemental powers of the house of Dactil.
Dinner with the Dactils – Peter introduces Sarah to the family and his little sister who adores Sarah from the moment she sees her
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The only women in his life that had ever elicited any emotion in him was is sister, grandmother, and the far distant memory of his mother. There was the memory that caused him the most pain. It was like a sword through his chest every time he thought of her or both of his parents. knows his sister has disappeared – wants to go search for her.
His mother and father had been in a car accident just after his sixth birthday, which was also his sister’s birthday. He had always thought of his little sister as his best birthday present. leaving her to go into the service was one of the hardest things he had ever done. and her disappearance wore on his nerves. she had said she was investigating some strange clinic in Philadelphia where women had been disappearing. He had made her promise to be safe and if she even got the most remote feeling of something being “off” to get the hell out of there.
With the exception of his best friend and his business associates, that is. he never could really understand just why Jacob Cummings and he had gotten along so well, but they did. It was Jacob he turned to when the seals had discharged him and given him the dubious job as his head of security.
He now had a plush apartment inside Dave’s suite of rooms wherever Dave decided to roam and Dave seemed to roam a lot. Along with the job came the full benefits of a private clinic where he could find nurses willing to help him with his condition….usually.
Something had gone down at the clinic and there had been a complete turnover in the staffing. All the nurses that had happily serviced him had been moved to other cities and new nurses from other cities had been brought in. A few of them had made him feel very uncomfortable and none of them had smelled particularly right.
It was completely weird to him that his sense of smell would dictate his ability to perform sexually, but there it was. He had needs that were driving him crazy, a city of millions he could pick and choose from, and his leash on his control was slipping – badly!
Several of the women that he had slept with lately had disappeared.
He had talked to his friend at the development agency(billionaire & Bryan doesn’t know it) , but He had yet to get back to him. All Dave told him was to meet him at a clinic downtown
R. E. Nash 