Never Good Enough Owned By Darklightstorms's blog: "thoughts"

. After a few moments the woman’s body convulses the screams echoing into the night. As if nature shares her excitement a bolt of crimson lightning crashes to the ground near them. Standing slowly this creature caught between man and wolf howls to the moon his lust for this exotic creature showing in the firelight. Without hesitation he pulls her to him their eyes both blazing with pure need. Sliding her hands from her side she cups her breasts, her voice now filled with lust, “come brother of the wolf and take what is yours.” A growl escapes his lips as he enters her accepting her challenge. Her eye’s widen with shock as she feels him completely embedded in her. With a hunger unlike any other he leans down kissing her hard and passionate. The stone alter groans and creaks from the force of his thrusting. Moaning into his kiss her hands slide to his back and digs her nails into fur and flesh. Jerking his head up he howls in both pain and pleasure. The wind howls along with their excitement now as the couples movements become animalistic. Another bolt of lightning crashes close to them her eyes now crimson as she sinks her fangs into his neck. Growling deep in his chest he grabs her bottom in one hand an grabs her neck with the other never slowing. With a loud crash the stone alter falls to the ground as he stands upright slamming the woman down upon his engorged member. Pulling her head back from his neck she screams in full pleasure the blood dripping from her fangs. With a final thrust his howl matches hers , with knee’s buckling he falls holding her tight when he lands. Her skin shimmers in the fire light as she runs a hand through his chest fair. Looking up to the moon they both see the storm has passed. A sigh escapes her lips for when she looks back to him he is no longer the best of unbridled passion but now the man as before. His eyes still gleaming golden he leans up and kisses her softly and passionately. As the fire dies the light of the coming sun shows over the hill side

. Taking her hand he lays her upon a stone alter the lighting dancing around a full moon. She closes her eyes as she feels his lips upon her neck as his hands caress her body. A soft moan escapes her lips as she feels his teeth grazing her skin just between her breasts his fingers tracing the insides of her thighs. The sweet scent of her fills his nose, attentively tracing his tongue along her lips. She tries to place her hands upon his head only to have them forced to her sides his eyes giving a silent warning. Never breaking eye contact he slips his tongue between her lips flicking his tongue against her aroused clit slowly and teasingly. A gasp escapes her lips as hers eyes turn black from this exotic pleasure. With a evil smirk he keeps licking and kissing on her most sacred treasure. Her mouth opens more now as the moans get louder exposing her fangs to the night and firelight. Lightning flashes behind him as his form slowly shifts from man to beast, his eyes golden and ablaze with wild passion.

. “Yes sweet lady you are very appealing to the eye, but why else have you come?" His voice a low rumble his eyes breaking away from her long enough to search the shadows. Her movements are quicker then he thought, a blades deadly edge presses against his vest. Looking down at the blade he watches a slow trickle run down her knife. Just as quickly as she bared her knife she slashes the buttons away leaving him bare chested. Slowly stepping away she pulls the tie strings to his leather pants. The gleam in his eyes brightens more as he steps away from his clothes his breathing steady. Again she comes forward with the blade this time to be caught in his arms. A deep rumble in his chest is her only warning before he lifts her to eye level his lips seeking hers. Her eyes widen fore what she expected was a brutal kiss instead she found his lips to be passionate and tender. Cupping her firm bottom in one hand he lowers her back to the ground never breaking the kiss. Fighting his urge to take her here and now he slowly walks around her tracing this woman’s goddess like body with gentle finger tips. Silently she stands there taking in his tender touch bathing in the gentleness of his affections.

Lighting flashes in the distance casting his shadow on the stone work around him. A sound to his left brings him to attention slipping behind a crumbling wall where he is hidden. A woman dressed in fine silks walks to where his fire burns bright. Kneeling she studies what’s around her then stands turning towards him. Hunkering down even lower he watches as she walks towards his hiding place. " come out Sire for I wish to see you," she says with a cool air. After a few moments without him showing she turns away slowly unlacing her dress. As if the wind has the same thoughts as this woman a breeze slowly helps sliding the dress away. Standing before the fire she looks over her shoulder looking at him a sly smile spreading across her lips. Standing slowly he walks to her lighting dances in the air above them. Turning to face him her voice a soft whisper "do you not find me attractive sire?" that same smile on her lips as her eyes drift up and down his body. His eyes gleam in the fire light her smile bringing forth a part of him that has lain dormant for years

From the darkness he shall walk, His eyes blaze with a fire of pain, Tighting his grip on the hilt he shall never talk, Upon his charger he watches knowing only to wait, With a kick of his heel he barrels down upon them, A frown upon his face covered in blood hot and freash, blood over flowing like wine flowing over a goblets rim, AS he pulls his blade from another mans flesh, As tears fall from his eyes he calls out to the skies, The wind answers back with a demonic howl, Turning to find a new beast stareing him in the eyes, This wolf like creature lets loose a wicked growl, As he breaths deep a pain flares bright, His hands find warmth running from his armored side, Staggering back he smiles knowing he wont win the fight, he rushes in hands empty for he wants to die.

Alone in the shadows he stands tall, Here is kingdom never doomed to fall, His heart he has frozen to keep safe, Just how much of a life can this make, In the shadows he stands cold and armored, He was once handsome till he was tortured, Now he watches those in the light, Hardening his heart for what he knows is right, Alone in the shadows where he will forever Rule, He will use his hatred as a righteous tool, Because in alone he shall never grieve, Because this knight has no heart on his sleeve.