XXX - 145 Enslave: The Taming Of The Beast - Plot & Excerpts
It had been a while since he’d been with a woman. He paused, his hand on the doorknob. Before last night, he corrected, it had been a while since he’d been with a woman. He hadn’t meant to sleep with her when he brought her home. He was surprised that he’d even gotten her into his car, and he’d berated himself the whole way back, but he couldn’t bring himself to turn around and return her and extract his vengeance—probably because it would have been in front of her. She really believed it, the whole nine yards: she was a noble sacrifice. She was saving her family. She was embracing the beast in order to rescue the ones she loved. In the old Greek plays, she’d be Iphigenia, the daughter of the king, going bravely to her death to save the world. He hated that fucking play. But once she’d gotten naked, his body had reacted. She was perfection. Not the plastic, Las Vegas fabricated version of perfection: she was beautiful, subtle, innocent. She wasn’t acting out the drama.
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