Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/889134.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Fall_Out_Boy, Three_Days_Grace_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Pete_Wentz/OFC, Adam_Gontier/OFC
  Character:
      Pete_Wentz, Patrick_Stump, Joe_Trohman, Andy_Hurley, Adam_Gontier, Brad
      Walst, Barry_Stock, Neil_Sanderson, OFC's, OMC's
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, Underage_-_Freeform, AU-_Shifters_exsist, are_known, &_are_fought_
      (illegally)
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-07-19 Words: 4858
****** :::...Never Forget, Never Forgive...::: ******
by ObessedWithAdamWadeGontier
Summary
     One shifter believes it's all too good to be true when her savior
     named Pete Wentz, does what exactly? Saves her from certain death
     after losing a fight, she wants to believe this is the end of
     fighting & being hurt, but, her instincts make her deny it. Is Pete
     her prince or just another never ending nightmare? Maybe worst than
     her old "master", possibly?
     Read, find out! Enjoy! XD
Notes
     I don't not own F.O.B or 3DG, members included! Just the shifters,
     Tracy, the "master" & that dude at the bar!
See the end of the work for more notes
~Normal POV~
She just finished healing & already she was thrown back in the ring by her
"master". She growled lowly when He tugged her forward on her leash, she could
hear the crowd shouting, cheering, booing the loser. He stopped & removed her
collar, her nose crinkled at the smell of the Wolfsbane collar. He gripped the
back of her head tightly, He reeked of booze. His hazel eyes full of hate, &
seriousness.
"You better not lose you little shit, you die if you do," He spat. She glared
at Him, He shoved her into the ring. She stood up straight & cracked her neck.
Her opponet a male, about 6'5 & mean looking. She studied the scars covering
his arms & bare chest, inflicted by a strong Wolfsbane mixture. He growled at
her, he was pissed & she was still too sore to fight. Some of her internal
injuries hadn't healed, she should know, she could feel them.
"Lion!" The other shifter's "master" yelled. With a loud ripping sound the guy
phase into a huge male lion, she stared at him unimpressed. She could tell he
was an alpha ranking shifter, but turned not natural born. She was a natural
born, she'd always be stronger than a turned shifter, & she was also alpha
ranking.
"Dragon!" Her "master" yelled harshly. Only a few gifted shifters, turned or
not, could shift into a dragon. She focused & phased, she roared at her
opponet. He stepped back, losing this fight, wasn't an option for her. They
fought, leaving gruesome scratches & gashes on one anothers bodies. She pinned
him to the floor, he whimpered. She turned to look at her "master" he grinned,
& nodded. She was ready to snap his neck, this was her life, this was all she
knew... this would be all she ever knew. Kill or be killed.
"Dragon!" The guy's "master" shouted. She was thrown off when her opponet's
wings opened, she slammed against the wall. She was too weak, too hurt to fight
anymore. The owner of the whole 'Shifter Fight Club' called an end to the
match, she'd lost, she never lost.
"Fuck," she mumbled as some guy picked her up. She met her "master's" angry
eyes, she was going to die, at fourteen years old. She barely stopped aging, &
she was going to die. Be shot like some old race horse, or dog. The guy dropped
her on the floor in her cage, the cold, unfeeling floor. She heard footsteps as
He walked in. The cell door closed, no slammed shut, she scooted into a corner.
Blood puddled around her, her blood, she heard the clicking of a gun. The
Wolfsbane hit her nose, she whimpered.
"I told you not to lose you little fucker, now I have to kill you."
"Please... one more chance... please..." she hated begging, especially to this
demented fucker or any fucker who kidnapped shifters & fought them. For money
or for pleasure, she hated it all the same. She met his unfeeling hazel eyes,
He grinned wickedly.
"You've had you're chance, you fucked it up. I lost ten thousand dollars
tonight, what are you gonna do? Pay me back?" He spat, she flinched at his
tone. She wanted to rip His throat out, watch Him bleed out at her feet, not
the other way around.
"Yes... I'll pay... you back... but you must allow me to live..." she groaned &
grabbed her side. She watched as He pondered her proposal.
"Nah' I'll just kill you." He raised the gun, cocking it. She shut her eyes.
"I'll take her! I'll pay her debt!" A voice said. She recognized it as a male
voice, she opened her eyes.
"You'll pay this bitch's debt to me? Are you an idiot, you must be!" He laughed
at the stranger.
"Do you want the money, or not?" The man asked annoyed. He shut up immediately
& nodded. 'Greedy fuck,' she thought. Finally, she began healing, she watched
them exchange, her for ten thousand dollars. He smiled at the stranger.
"Pleasure doing bussines, you can have it. Even if she is a purebreed..." He
said & sulked away. She looked up at her saviour, or worst nightmare. He smelt
like he meant no harm but, she learned not to trust anyone. Look where she
ended up when she did.
"Purebreed eh? You're a natural born?" He asked squating in front of her. She
nodded, he smiled. "Names Pete, yours?" She didn't respond, more like couldn't.
Okay, wouldn't. "Probably too weak from the blood loss, let's get you back to
my place. Get you healed & fed." She growled as he reached out to her.
"Don't." She said through grit teeth. He rolled his eyes.
"Shut up, I'm only trying to help."
"That's what HE said too," she said glaring at his hands.
"Please, allow me to help. After you're back on you're feet, you can leave. Go
back home-"
"I have no home, He killed my parents. My sisters..." she trailed off too weak
to continue, or fight back. Pete carried her bridal-style through the
underground fight club. Hardly anyone knew of it, except shifters & hunters.
~Ten Minutes Later~
Pete still carried her, she recognized the town as he struted down the sidewalk
with her. People stared & whispered, she could hear what they were saying. They
thought Pete was helping her, she knew better than that. She looked at the two
story house, assuming that's where Pete lived. He careful sat her down on the
steps as he fished a key out his pocket, she heard the click of the door
unlocking. Pete lifted her again, closing the door with his foot. It slammed
shut, making her jump in his arms.
"Shh, it's alright, your safe here," he cooed. If she could, she would laugh
her ass off at the statement. 'Safe' wasn't in her vocabulary, she never knew
'safe' & never would. She assumed Pete put her on a bed. "I'll be right back, I
have some stuff that'll help you heal faster. Inside & out." She relaxed a bit
when he left, but upon his return tensed. She glared at him intensely as he
applied a white paste to her wounds. Pete didn't noticed consider his hair
covered most of his vision, he stood back & smiled at his handy work. Pete
disappeared out the room, she listened to his every movement as he headed
downstairs. He returned with some food, & held some out to her.
"..." she just stared at his extended hand, it held a sandwich. 'Peanut Butter
& Jelly,' she thought sniffing the air.
"Fine, don't eat," Pete said taking a bite of the sandwich. She sucked up her
legs, wrapping her arms around them, before Pete could climb over them. He sat
beside her, his back against the headboard. The T.V flickered on, she stared at
it unamused. "What do you wanna watch?" Her eyes flickered away from the
screen, she met his eyes. 'Hazel,' she thought, eyes narrowing. Instead of
responding, she rolled off the bed, landing on all fours. She stood, pain
shooting through her whole body. She looked all around the room, spotting a
chair in the corner, next to the T.V. She sat there, arms around one of her
legs, the other dangling. He shrugged & continued watching his show...
~The Next Day~ Sunday 10:47 A.M.
Her eyes flickered open, taking in her surroundings, she panicked falling flat
on her face. She hissed as her side scrunched together oddly. 'I'm healed?'
Pete's scent caught her attention, she followed it downstairs.
"You're awake, hey." Pete said. She rubbed her eyes in response. "Healed too,
nice. That Wolfsbane did the trick-"
"You poisoned me with Wolfsbane!" She snarled, eyes glowing violet.
"It's a special concoction, just a pinch of it & it helped heal you. Calm
down," he said flatly. She began walking away, a hand on her forearm stopped
her. She tensed, remember what that meant; a beating. "I'm not gonna hurt you.
I was going to tell you that my girlfriend & friends are coming over for
Superbowl Sunday, you can join us..." he trailed off not knowing her name.
"Eragon," her jaw clenched after telling him.
"Eragon, you can join us if you'd like." Pete released her. "Go put on a clean
pair of my clothes until we get you some of your own." He smiled warmly,
Eragon's mouth twitched. She headed upstairs, finding a black V-neck, & a nice
baggy pair of dark gray Dickies shorts. Eragon also found some black tube socks
& Vans, her size too & slipped those on. Eragon looked over herself, she was a
tomboy at heart & loved the way she looked. Her dark brown was the same style
as Pete's, her bangs covering her left eye. Eragon walked back downstairs...
~Two Hours Later~ 12:47 A.M.
The Superbowl would start in the next thirteen minutes, there was a knock at
the door. Eragon shifted into a light brown wolf, white spots on her back.
"Hey Patrick! Joe, Andy! Tracy, I missed you!" Eragon heard Pete exclaim. She
went & curled up in a corner, watching as everyone filed into the livingroom.
"Pete, you got a pet wolf?" A guy asked. Eragon growled, he backed up.
"Wolf?" Pete questioned & looked at the furry creature. "No, that's Eragon. I
saved her from being killed, she's a-" Pete stopped midsentence & looked at
her. She didn't object, "Shifter. Please Eragon, meet my friends." She shifted
back & met everyone's eyes, nodding slightly to each pair. Her gaze lingered
over Pete's girlfriend, she'd been sleeping with someone else, Eragon could
smell the other guy.
"Let's watch the game!" Patrick exclaimed. Eragon looked at Pete.
"May I speak to you... after the game?" Pete looked at her confused but nodded,
Tracy glared at Eragon after their closed discussion.
~Two Hours Later~ 2:47 P.M.
The game ended & everyone sat, & talked. Eragon leaned against the door frame
that led to the kitchen, her eyes flickering over everyone. Stopping at the
whore Tracy. Tracy met her gaze & began shifting uncomfortable, Pete looked at
his antsy girlfriend. He nuzzled her neck.
"What's wrong babe?" Tracy turned, smiling fakely at him.
"Nuthin' Wentz, just thinking." Pete nodded. Eragon's eyes caught Pete's, he
flashed her a smile. But, it soon faded at the look on Eragon's face. He stood.
"I'll be right back Trey," he said & followed after the shifter. Eragon
remained tense as she leaned against the counter, looking Pete up & down. His
stance laid back, calm & collective. "What'cha wanna talk about?"
"Tracy... she's cheating... on you... I can smell... the other guy. Sorry...
for the inconvience." Eragon did feel bad, either for Pete or having to tell
him. Pete sighed & ran a hand through his hair.
"I know, the guys know..." Pete said.
"Why do you stay with her then?"
"She gets me, yea, we fight... a lot but, that's part of a relationship right?"
Eragon never been in a relationship but, she was good at advice. She remained
silent. "I can tell feelings have died, we aren't in love anymore."
"Then leave her, I observe other's relationships. Advice about love &
relationships are my specialities." Eragon said. Pete nodded, his expression
sad.
"Im'ma go talk to her..." Pete left. All the guys watched as Tracy followed
Pete up the stairs. They turned to Eragon.
~Eragon's POV~
"Finally, someone had the balls to tell him that whore was cheating on him!"
Andy thanked me. I glared at him.
"How'd you know Eragon?" Patrick asked calmly. I wished to leave but, I felt
like I should stay here, in this house, with Pete. My animal knew Pete would
hurt himself after the break-up if someone wasn't there to watch him. I stayed
away from his friends, wary of them.
"She smelled of another guy, outside... & in..." I said before walking back in
the kitchen. We all heard the screaming & yelling from upstairs, Tracy stomped
downstairs. Hesitantly, I walked out into the livingroom. Pete was rubbing his
cheek, I growled, no one hurt my "master". Tracy glared at me.
"You fucking whore! Trying to steal my Wentz!" She raised her hand to strike.
My fingertips became claws, I scratched her. Tracy fell to the floor, a small
cut on her wrist.
"I paralyzered her, lasts for twenty minutes. Get her outta here."
"We'll take her home Pete, we gotta go anyways." Joe explained. And like that
they were gone
~Thirty Minutes Later~
I cleaned up the bowls & beer cups, Pete sat on the couch. My heart ached,
considering he was my new "master" I naturally felt his pain. Only to a certain
extent though, I finished washing the dishes & dried my hands. I slowly walked
into the livingroom, Pete was standing, holding a beer bottle in one hand. For
once, I'd let my guard down, instead of leaving him to wollow in saddness, I
tried reaching out to him. But still kept a safe distance, never standing more
than five feet from a person. I learned the hard way, I was just glad they
healed without scarring.
"Pete, I'm sorry about Tracy. But, it was for the best, she was no good. I'll
help you find Ms.Right-" I ducked just as the bottle crashed above me. Pete
stomped towards me, his eyes blood shot. Dried tears streaked his face, ruining
his mascara, hazel eyes full of hate & anger. I was paralyzed, scared, too many
times I've seen those angry hazel eyes. Frozen in fear, my shifter strength
drained from my body. I was no stronger than an average fourteen year old girl.
"I don't want you're help! I don't need you're help, you fucked up my life!" He
yelled, clamping a hand over my throat. I fought the urge to fight back.
'Fighting is futile. Fighting will only make it worse.' I remembered my old
"master's" voice would spat in my ear. "Little shit, your only good for two
things. Fucking. Fighting." Pete hissed in my ear, I stiffened. Pete grabbed me
by my hair, I bit back the urge to yell, scream, cry, kick, anything that would
help me out of this situation. He dragged me upstairs, I pulled at his hands,
his wrists & arms. Pleading.
"Please Pete, I thought you were better than HIM-" Pete threw me on the bed,
crawling on top of me. My arms pinned, his legs spreading mine. He leaned in,
his breath ghosting over my right ear. Pete smiled deviously, his eyes dark.
"I guess you were wrong..." he hissed nipping my ear. I shivered.
"Please Pete, please-"
"Shut-up whore, who told you, you could speak?" Pete grabbed both my wrists,
holding them above my head in one hand. I hated to think it but, 'I missed my
old "master".'
~Normal POV~
'I missed my old "master".' Eragon thought. Why? Because, her old "master"
never abused her, sexually. Eragon was still a virgin, & she wanted to keep it
that way. She arched off the bed, trying to free herself. Pete leaned in for a
kiss, Eragon never kissed anyone. She turned her head, angering Pete. With his
free hand he gripped her chin, forcing her attention on him.
"Kiss me or. I. Will. Kill. You." He growled. Pete pressed his lips harshly to
Eragon's, she squirmed, disgusted. He bit & sucked on her bottom lip, showing
no love, nothing. Eragon had her eyes shut tightly, she heard a zipper
unzipping. Then, her shirt & shorts were gone. Leaving her in shoes & lingerie
pretty much, she tried covering. "Don't." She flinched at his tone & dropped
her hands. Pete smiled, looking up & down the fourteen year old's body.
'Perfect, & only a fourteen year difference.' He licked & sucked any skin
available, he rocked his hips against hers.
"Pete-" Pete covered her mouth.
"Feel that? Feel how fucking hard you get me. God you're such a slut, fucking
hot. Can't wait to fuck you're little virgin pussy, god you're gonna be sooo
tight." He sucked one of Eragon's nipples into his mouth, nipping & licking
until it was hard. He cuffed her to the bed, Wolfsbane cuffs Eragon figured.
Pete ripped off his wifebeater, & pants which had gotten a little too tight.
Eragon whimpered at the huge bulge in Pete's boxer briefs, 'No, no.' She yanked
at the cuffs. Pete removed her panties, & slid his finger up & down her slit.
She whimpered.
"Wentz, please... don't..." Eragon whispered.
"You're mouth says no, but you're cunt says yesss..." he trailed off pushing
his index finger into her. It felt weird to have someone else's finger in her,
well, besides her own. She knew he was right, his touches getting to her body
but, not her heart. Pete finger fucked Eragon until she was nice & wet.
"Finally." She jumped when she felt Pete at her entrance.
"Please... don't..." Pete ignored her pleas, he gripped her hips tightly,
holding her still. He wasn't wearing a condom, thank god she couldn't get
pregnant unless she wanted to. Tears streamed down her face, her claws diging
into the blankets. Pete groaned when he slammed into her, breaking her hem. Her
heat clenched around him, contracting, adjusting to his size. He leaned forward
panting as he fucked her senseless, Eragon remained silent. Looking at the
ceiling until she felt Pete's dick jolt once, twice, he came. She felt it coat
her insides, Pete thrusted lazily as his dick deflated. Falling out her with a
slimmy *pop*. He released her, she sat up, shaking. Eragon felt it ozzing out
her sweet spot, down between her ass cheeks & onto the bed below her. She
careful dragged a finger down her slit, she yelped, oversensitive & sore.
Eragon's finger had little blood on it, Pete hurt her.
~Several Hour Later~
Eragon acted like the first day she met Pete; wary, on guard, anticipating...
scared. Pete Wentz about his night, eating & watching T.V, like it never
happened. When meeting Eragon's frieghtened eyes, he'd smile & try helping her.
She would growl, & limp away. He would frown, confused & hurt.
~One Week Later~
Eragon kept her guards up when Pete entered the room she was in, or she'd hide
when he returned from band practice. She acted like she did with her old
"master", help him be obedient & listen. She'd become a slave again, just
thinking about it made her mouth fill with venom. Eragon would spit it out
before she put it to "good use". Pete sipped from his coffee, watching her. He
felt ashamed about what he did, he raped her. And for what? Because he was mad
at the fact she proved a fact & that he chose to listen to it, breaking off his
relationship with his whore of a girlfriend Tracy?
"What's that... that clear stuff you always spit out?" He asked that morning.
She glared over her shoulder at him, she sighed & her head hung low. Eragon
leaned over the sink, spitting out more at his voice.
"Venom. I'm spitting it out before I decide to kill you with it," she said
coldly.
"You have a right to, for what I did. I'm a violent, angry drunk but, that's no
excuse to me rapin-" Eragon slammed her fist against the counter, nearly
cracking the Marble. She growled, her eyes remaining a bright violet.
"Fuck off Wentz," she marched out the room. "I'm going out." Pete winced at the
door slamming.
~11:45 P.M.~
It had been seven in the morning when Eragon left, where had she been for so
long? Pete guessed the local club, & he was right. He saw her from across the
dance floor, she was chatting with some guy. Pete grew furious as he neared
them, seeing her place flirtacious touches to his arm. The guy would do the
same, lightly touching her arm, or brushing a lose strand of hair behind her
ear.
"Eragon!" She froze, dropping her drink.
"I gotta go," she said quickly. Eragon darted through the crowd, out the bar, &
down the street. She could hear Pete's fast beating heart, she could feel his
anger, his jealousy. She turned down an alley, squating quietly. He slammed her
head against the brick wall, she yelped.
"Shut the fuck up! You'll remember who you belong to, after tonight," he
growled. Pete unbuckled his pants furiously, pulling down his boxers. He
already pulled down Eragon's shorts & underwear, exposing her virgin ass. Pete
spit in his hand & jerked himself hard, he lined up & rammed himself into her.
Not scissoring her, or applying proper lubrication. She bit back a scream in
agony, it felt like his dick was ripping her apart. Pete pushed her face into
the wall, fucking her roughly, not caring who saw.
"Pete! What the fuck are you doing? Get off her!" It was Patrick & them. Andy
pried Pete off Eragon, she fell to the floor, crying.
"I got 'em Patrick, check Eragon," Joe said. Patrick knelt down besides
Eragon's shaking form, he hesitantly rested a hand on her shoulder.
"You'll be alright, Pete'll never hurt you again." And for once, Eragon
believed someone. Eragon & Pete hadn't seen each other since that night.
~Two Years Later~ 8:30 P.M.
~Eragon's POV~
I'm still fourteen & now dating Adam Wade Gontier of Three Days Grace, we were
setting up for a concert. Yes, I performed with them, they were my most
favorite Alternative Rock bands, their songs helped me through my life. Neil,
Barry, & Brad walked up on stage. Adam wanted to do a crowd pleaser & upon
walking onto the stage, we kissed. I never forgot my past but, I knew Adam
wasn't going to hurt me. 'He's my mate,' I thought taking my place in front of
a mic. I took it off the stand, holding it at my side, smiling.
"Ready Era?" Adam asked.
"Ready Addy," I responsed. I stomped my foot to the beat of their song "Home".
Adam & I sang great together.
"This house is not a home, home. This house is not a hoooooome!" We ended, the
crowd with nuts. I high-fived & hugged some of the fans, got a few kisses on
the cheeks too!
~One & A Half Hours Later~ 10:00 P.M.
"Babe, you did amazing!" Adam congradulated me. I blushed & looked to the other
band members.
"Addy, what about them? Without them, our songs have no kick-ass tempo or
anything," I said.
"At least someone cares about us," Neil teased & shoved Adam playfully. Adam
flipped him off & wrestled with him, I rolled my eyes & went to get something
from Addy's car. I leaned into the car, reaching for my four pack of Monster.
"Thought I'd never see you again... Pete," I growled, my eyes they're bright
violet. He stepped closer, he had bags under his eyes & they were blood shot.
Full of guilt & shame.
"I'm sorry for what I did to you a couple years back, I shouldn't have done
that. There is no excuse-"
"You're right, there is NO excuse. You took away something I can't get back, I
found the right guy. My mate, & I can't even let him de-virginize me because,
YOU listened to me. And broke it off with you're girlfriend, on you're OWN
choice." I was becoming nervous, my heart hammering against my ribcage.
~Adam's POV~
I sat up, pushing Neil off me. My teeth clenched, Neil looked confused.
"Someone's messing with Eragon, let's go." My bandmates & I walked outside, she
wasn't there.
"You're car!" Barry thought. We turned the corner, Eragon's attacker had her
bent over the hood of the car, raping her.
"GET THE FUCK OFF MY GIRLFRIEND!" I yelled tackling him. Barry & Brad pulled us
apart, we both had black eyes & busted lips.
"Era, you okay? Can you stand?" I heard Neil ask Eragon. I pulled out Barry's
grip & collasped in front of her, she was crying.
"I'm sorry babe, I'm never lettin' you out my sight. I'm so, so sorry..." I
cupped her face, kissing her. On the cheeks, temples, lips, forehead, anywhere
just trying to make her happy. She breathing slowed, she calmed down.
"I should ruin you're career as guitarst or whatever for Fall Out Boy but, you
know what Pete? I'll let you wollow in guilt, shame. You're no gift from god,
just some has been you rapes someone because, they tried helpin' him." Eragon
said, she pulled me with her.
"See you two, we'll take good care of Mr.Wentz." Brad smirked, Pete looked
scared shitless.
~Five Minutes Later~
Eragon led me to the lounge room, she locked the door. She smirked at me, her
eyes glowing violet. It made my dick jump, she placed a hand on my chest.
Pushing me onto the couch, Eragon sat on my lap, grinding onto it. I groaned,
my jeans become tighter. Eragon kissed me softly, I knew her past, I let her be
in charge. Her hands skillfully unbuttoning my shirt, slipping it off my
shoulders.
"I love you," I said, my eyes meeting her now brown. A tear slid down her
cheek, she saw the sincereness in my eyes. She kissed me again, more
passioniate, & loving.
"I love you too Addy," she mumbled against my neck. I shivered at her cold
breath hitting my warm skin. I arched into her. She kissed from my jaw, to my
neck, sucking on patches of skin as she went. Eragon's tongue traced patterns &
the tattoos on my chest, I closed my eyes, gripping the sheets. Her clawed
hands slowly drug down my body as she sucked on one of my nipples, then back
up. I gasped when the cold air hit my junk, my pants vanished. I lifted my head
off the cushion, looking between my legs. Eragon was smiling at my hardening
member, she wasn't even touching it & I got hard.
"Please..." I begged.
"Wait, you'll be happier if you do." I inhaled sharply as she drug blunt human
fingers up & down my outter, & inner thighs. I arched my hips, Eragon gripped
my hips & held them down. Her tongue traced around my thighs, around my
erection. I whimpered in lust & want. Eragon took me into her mouth, I yelped
at the heat engulfing my cock. She used her hand as she bobbed up & down, I
watched brushing her hair from her eyes.
"Look at me," I said, she complied. I smiled faintly, "You're so hot with my
cock in you're mouth." She smiled around my dick, & sucked harder. I moaned &
gripped the sheets, trying not to buck into her mouth. Eragon pulled my hips
up, letting me know I could. I gripped her hair, & fucked her mouth. Moaning &
panting, as she fingered herself. I moaned her name, cumming down her throat.
Eragon splayed herself on top of me, not the least bit tired. I kissed her,
spearing my tongue into her mouth with confident, strong strokes. I could taste
myself on her tongue & it was arousing, she moaned into my mouth.
"Round two?" She asked pulling away for air. I looked between our bodies, my
erection was resting between her ass cheeks. My head flopped onto the pillow, I
nodded lazily & stroked myself as she postioned herself above me. Eragon put
her hands on my chest as she lowered herself, I groaned when I was completely
buried in her. I pulled her into a hug, rolling, & hitting the floor. She
moaned loudly, I hit her spot on impact.
"Ready?" I asked looking at her sweating form. She wrapped her legs around my
waist, rolling her hips & pulling a groan from me. I pulled out of her,
thrusting back in roughly. I gripped her hips tightly, trying to prevent her
from moving. I sucked on her nipples, she fingers tangled in my hair as she
moaned my name. I bit her neck, & sucked on the skin, leaving dark marks that
vanished soon after creation. Eragon gripped my forearms, rolling her hips in
time with my thrusts. Our once cordinated thrusts became erractic, we were
almost there.
"Adam, fuck me in the ass. Cum in me, please. Fuck me like an animal!" She
moaned lost in pleasure. I quickly grabbed the lube, coating my throbbing dick
& then scissoring her. I rammed into her, she moaned in pain & pleasure. Her
legs still around my waist, I fucked her senseless. But, I was losing it, she
was so tight. I looked at her body, covered in a light coat of sweat, I
wouldn't doubt I looked the same. Her eyes were closed, hair sticking to her
forehead. I kissed her, & pulled away. I thrusted in her, feeling her walls
clench around me, I couldn't take it.
"Open you're eyes, I wanna see you cum," I panted, her eyes opened. Glazed over
with lust, desire, love. It sent me over the edge, I moaned her name. She
clenched around me, milking my dick dry, & yelling my name. I collasped on top
of her, rolling next to her. Both of us panting, & dirty.
"I love you," she whispered. I smiled & touched our foreheads together, our
breaths mingling.
"And I you, my friend, my family, my mate..." We kissed & cuddled, still naked
& in a room reeking of sex.
"Can't wait to see Neil, Brad's, & Barry's reactions," Eragon mumbled against
my ear. She sucked on my earlobe.
"I agree..."
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