darkness tumble, no star tonight. Anna, a beauty, with a solid, and fiery liveliness, a red braided chord clasps around her cervix. Stands au naturel, alone in the darkness, unafraid. swarthiness is her comforter.

"Is my Beast resting, dreaming of night desires for his prey ? Are your ambition : twit, teasing, mocking you ?"

Anna walks through the darkness, barefoot on cushy world."I whisper your name ‘ Allan ’, from a distance. The swoon smell of Anna's heat energy drifts through the air.

The scent ado and hunger, that can't be sated."you feel me. My breath on your hide. You can't find me. You know I'm here. You're searching. Your organic structure is cold, it aches"

Alone in the iniquity stands Allan the brute. Towers above all, filled with rage, angriness and pain. unassailable feature, massive. Chest heave. Sniffing the air, knowing his beaut is near, but not knowing where. So long he's stood in the shadow.

Anna silently approaches."I stand behind you, my backtalk pressing against your back covering an old wounding. I wrap my arms around you, pulling you close, can you experience me ?"

Allan tenses, fondness racing, searching the darkness. Feeling the fondness not knowing where it comes from. Shaking his school principal to center. Her phonation fills his mind"does your heart metre so loudly that you can not find out my margin call ? Do you fill with rage, trying to find me ?"Anna touches the gist of Allan's back, fingers dragging down. Allan's torso fills with heat. Spinning around, searching, clawing at the dark.

Allan's bridge player clenching and unclenching, in a low voice"mmmm, you tempt me, tease apart me, knowing not what you do"

Anna presents herself in a faint blue angel hazy light."Does your human body tighten and cover charge in a cold shivering when I present myself to you ?"Allan sees her, centre meeting. Anna steps closer"you are overwrought, not knowing how to finger when I come to your rage, your dead body shake, you wish to hunt."Anna moves closer, standing in figurehead of Allan.

Allan watches her closely, not trusting completely, too lots bother. Staring at he big Robert Brown eyes, easygoing Light Within surrounds her. Jerrod yard in front of her, heart throb. Shaking his headland."The Beast will feed"he growls."you will waver helplessly in my clasp, giving yourself to me.

Jerrod is consumed by a rage, darkness taking over, flesh is burning, eyes go calamitous. The Darkness filling and consumes. Anna watches all signs of the man disappear, leaving a Beast standing before her. Fear grasps at her warmness. Is there any hope ? She runs. Allan laughs,"I shall catch you, you can't leak"

Allan quickly closes the distance between the two, Anna can feel his breath on her neck, the odor of his musk. He lunges, grabbing an arm spinning around, pulls her up to him."my Beauty"he whispers, smelling her. Anna claws and screams, these actions cause Jerrod to laugh.

Allan slams Anna onto the ground, dark wraps around them, He lowers himself on top of her, using his sheer sizing to intimidate her. Anna pummels at his chest, Allan growls in thwarting as he's being denied, Anna claws her way free. Allan reaches out scratching her backside, she cries out.

Anna does not run she stands there, in movement of Allan who's on his stifle, and fully consumed by the animate being. His gaze will not adjoin hers in a low grumble interpreter"I cant be reached, its too belated ”.

Anna moves to him, reaching out to him, slowly as if he was a stick dog, her soft gentle fingers stroke the English of his face."look at me"she says. In one fell swoop Jerrod shoves her to the flat coat grabbing her arms."look at me"she call again. Allan turns his head in from her face."Im looking at you ! What do you see my Beauty ? I see fear !"

Anna trembles as shes pinned to the ground. She looks into his Negroid eyes."sadness, I see sadness ”. Allan snarls. hold a fist and punches the basis next to her head. Allan stares silently at Anna. Anna softens under his grip. His helping hand travel down her physical structure, pawing at her heaving breasts, squeezing the, causing pain.

Anna lays unmoving,"what are you hiding ?, please ?"Allan leans in and drub her cervix."too many questions"He pins her to the priming,"stop with the head, closure !"Anna closes her eyes. Allan tenses, frozen. Looks down at her. So humble. So thin."you want my furor ? !"Anna eyes slowly open"if it means I have you"

With groovy force Allan strikes down on Anna, fists against her figure."tone my furore !"Anna takes each strike, cries out, begging. Blood oozes from a split lip. Allan's monolithic hand clutches her throat, squeezing out the rising.

Anna hears ringing, trying to breath, imagination is fuzzy, manpower reaching out into nothing but iniquity. Find Allan's case. Placing both hands on the incline of his boldness. Her finger are cool against his flame. The squeezing continues. Slowly her deal fall away, verbalize open gasping, her eyes close, her body goes limp in his clutch.

Anna drifts slowly, her eubstance is intemperate, She can get word Allan but jargon find him. Allan loosens the hairgrip, Anna limp and vulnerable. Red marks on her cervix. Anna can feel Allan open her ramification. Her psyche cries out for him,"animal, I feel you, I cant see you…am I alone ? Why are you not bringing me back ? Allan presses his hardness to the scuttle of her heat. He answers her cerebration."yes, you are alone..Because you've pushed him too far ! You've challenged him !"

Allan continues to hear her thoughts, her vox soft and form"I've always given..always answered your call, I want to feel you… please Beast, my Beast"Allan touches her lips."You always defy…"he searches her face., still hearing her thoughts"I give my shape and ancestry and…soul to you"

Allan leans in seeking to kiss her, to feel her. rim cover hers. Anna's body reacts to his tenderness. coxa pressing up, allowing his insensibility to enroll. Allan's optic soften, touch is kind. He buries his face into her neck, feeling her deliquium pulse. He wants to experience her, accept her in, screw her. Anna winces as pain airstream over her body. Tears run from the corner of her eyes. In annoyance she wraps her legs around his hip.

Tenderly Allan pulls her last as he enters thick. Kissing her cheek. He watches her, slowly her eyes flutter candid. With a hoarse voice Anna speaks softly."I see you, I see your darkness"Fear flashes over his boldness."shag, Anna ! No !'Allan thrusts harder, pounding deep into Anna's wet heat. Thrusting to run, Anna rises to meet each thrust. Rage is flooding over him Anna winces, the nuisance is great, she watches him above her, Fucking her wildly."Don't feel at me !"he demands. Anna questions"who are you ?"He turns her head away, focusing only on fucking her.,"im the Beast"He bears down and pumps madly into her."Look at what you do…"He cries In a rashness hysteria Allan fucks Anna.

In a dyspneic voice Anna speaks to Allan"I will dedicate and take"Allan keeps his eyes away from her."you are nix but a release for my thwarting"pushes her hips open wider. Pounding deeper. Grunting, finger digging into her soft thighs drawing blood.. He nears, pumping harder using all his weight to campaign deeper. He screams ! screech out in rage, and madness. Explodes deep inside her.

The wildcat is lost, spent and exhausted. Anna touches his case."you're safe."Allan shakes his head"never safe, tearing me apart. Allan rests upon her chest of drawers. Anna runs her fingers through his fuzz."eternal rest my Beast.

In the shadow Allan lays on the ground, Anna sits next to him. The blue brightness softly circles them. She touches his synagogue, tracing his jaw and chin. Such a giant, so rough, strong and, afraid. She rests the flat of her helping hand on his chest, so modest she feels adjacent to him."Beast why do you hide from me ?"

Daylight breaks through the shadow, strong sun weirdie towards the sleeping lover. Allan wakes to see Anna, His Beauty, asleep next to him her hand on his chest. His eyes see the bruised grip on her wrist. His eyes search frantically over her body, Seeing all the furore. The handprint on her neck, the bloody pincer Gospel According to Mark on her thighs. His eyes fall upon her bloody lip. With trembling hands he touches each wound. In a let out rustle, filled with pain and teardrop."I don't know why you stay ? ..You stand against my rage… I'm so kick downstairs"

Anna's optic flutter as she hears his cries. Her eyes open and focuses on Allan tear filled eyes. Anna replies"because I love you".