[She fought hard, putting more into it than she had through the whole fight and yet it still wasn’t enough, Rose’s face pressed against the mat, her eyes dark and stormy, frustration flowing through her. She’d been cocky, she’d underestimated him and he’d been only too willing to drop her down a peg or two.
Her one and only saving grace in any of this? That she hoped his side hurt for the next couple of days because as it stood right now, if he were a Strigoi? She would have been dead.
A scathing retort was on the tip of her tongue as she squirmed beneath him but the name he called her, Roza, saw her struggle stop, her breath catching as his fingertips trailed along her bare neck, a shiver running down her spine.
She should not be so turned on by having her ass handed to her…]
What about them?!
[Immediately cautious, her reply sounding defensive as for now, she remained very much at his mercy. Once again very painfully aware that she should not be so turned on by that.]
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Her one and only saving grace in any of this? That she hoped his side hurt for the next couple of days because as it stood right now, if he were a Strigoi? She would have been dead.
A scathing retort was on the tip of her tongue as she squirmed beneath him but the name he called her, Roza, saw her struggle stop, her breath catching as his fingertips trailed along her bare neck, a shiver running down her spine.
She should not be so turned on by having her ass handed to her…]
What about them?!
[Immediately cautious, her reply sounding defensive as for now, she remained very much at his mercy. Once again very painfully aware that she should not be so turned on by that.]