He even had deep admiration for those who were ‘creeped out’ by him, but who always spoke with respectful tones and tried not to allow their feeli...gs to become overwhelming. One such being the Mage Róisín, the mate of one of the few humans Maurice thought of as a friend. It was fairly obvious from her mental turmoil that Róisín had ‘issues’ with the Maraú-Uxuí, yet every day when they did meet she was always polite and never avoided contact, unlike a good few others, who simply could not cope. .." He took the bottles from me and just turned around to put them away... I sank through the ground, no time for second changes. This was taking to long. Now what... Then he turned back, "..or would you have liked 4 more ? " he said with a mocking glance. I bend my head and nodded, hoping he wasn't teasing me again. I started to get worryied, it seemed to take ages. I just about collapsed as i felt the bottles drop in my arms. On the way back i saw him exchange glances with Mark. Mark then. I slammed all the way into her with one sudden long thrust that made her shiver and hiss loudly. She pushed back against me and I pulled out to the entrance and rammed her again. She gasped as she pushed backward hard.“Stand on the floor” she whisperedWithout separating we took up the desired position; me standing on the floor, her on elbows and knees, ass high in the air. I continued ramming into her with long hard thrusts, delighting in the sloshing sounds and the quivering big brown bottom. Never before had I felt this ... hurt."What did you dream of, my pet?" I asked, in the calmest voice I could muster.Maria huddled the sheet close to her body ... attempting to cover herself. Her eyes had begun to water again..."I won't ask again ... Aethling," I murmured dangerously.Maria's head sunk down, and she began to speak."Michael visited me while I slept," she said. "He told me some things ... and he showed me even more."I could feel my mouth grow dry."What did he say?" I asked.Maria.