Deadly & Dangerous

Peter Talle. Mechanic, predator, brother. Family above all.

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Late Night Rendezvous || Amairah and Peter

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Peter smirked and tightened his grip on her wrists, his hips abusing hers and forcing her legs open that much more as he thrust into her hard and deep, a low rumble growing deep in his gut. “Hardly...just thought I’d give you a taste of it,” he growled, gripping both hands with one hand while the other grabbed her throat. “Now shut up,” he ordered in a deep groan, his body rocking harshly against hers as he crushed his lips against hers hard, already on the edge of exploding inside her.

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Peter was anything but gentle, hips slamming against hers as he growled roughly at the way she guided his hands. She was under the misguided impression that she was in control, but that was easily fixed, one hand slipping from underneath her to spank her ass hard enough to bruise, pushing himself up and holding her down firmly against the bed. Pushing her legs apart quickly, he started to thrust even harder from behind, nails digging into her alabaster skin and sliding around to grip her breasts hard, the headboard slamming violently against the wall with the force of his thrusts.

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Her mind was already slipping into that delicious haze where she was well aware of what was going on and yet she had no idea what was happening to her. As he flipped her over, she pushed herself on her hands and knees. How their lips remained connected through all that was beyond her and frankly she didn’t care either. She groaned against his mouth as she felt him hard against her hips. God! She loved that feeling knowing that she had played part in making a man want her that much. She was only her in bra now, since she had opted to not wear her panties for the evening. Amariah could already feel herself aching and wanting as she met his kisses with her own.

All he cared about was getting off, and if she happened to get off in that process, then it was a mutually beneficial arrangement. With just her bra on, Peter snapped it easily with his claws, retracting them instantly as he tore it out from under her, tossing it in some far corner of the room. He didn’t waste a moment, shoving his own sweatpants down as he grabbed her hands and pressed them down against the bed, his hardened length pressing between her legs while blunt teeth dug into her shoulder, his hips snapping hard inside her, burying his cock deep inside her from behind.

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The red head let out a small laugh of surprise as he picked her up once again. Her back connected with the soft top, unlike the last time when it had been a hard table top. She looked up at him, not even flinching as he ripped open her shirt, though she did shiver as the cool air hit her exposed skin. She was grinning as he kissed her. Her own kiss was no better then his, bruising and demanding, as she pulled him over her by his neck till finally she was leaning on her left elbow to help keep her up, her other hand sweeping along the planes of his chiseled chest. Pulling away from him for a second she smirked. “And I do hope you know what you’re getting into.” She retorted.

The girl was intriguing, but for a man like him, sex was just a means to an end, a way to pass the time and get some of the pent up tension he had out. Feelings and emotion made people weak, and Peter was not one of those people. The only thing on his mind was tearing her clothes to shreds, and pounding into her until the bed splintered apart. Hell it wouldn’t have been the first one. Raising an eyebrow at her remark, Peter flipped her over in a split second, pressing her front into the bed as he yanked her hair back roughly, teeth and tongue clashing as he rolled his hips against her backside hard, evidence of his arousal pressing up against her as he yanked her jeans down painfully hard, the denim tearing like a sheet of paper.

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A gasp of surprise escaped her when she felt his hands around her waist as he picked her up. She watched him, her head tilted to the side in a slightly curious manner, as he took off her heels and stated his condition. “You don’t have to worry about that. This is a little rendezvous. Nothing more.” She admitted. The red head knew what she was going to be getting into and honestly she welcomed it. With loosing her parents and taking care of an eleven year old, Amairah hadn’t had much time to herself and she was more then happy to indulge in something she not only enjoyed but required nothing from her. “How about throwing me on the bed for a little demonstration?” She asked, smiling slyly, her eyes alight with mischievousness.

A slow grin spread across his face, and without a single complaint, Peter picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, carrying her back to the bedroom and tossing her down on the bed carelessly. Almost instantly he was ripping her shirt open, scraps of fabric flying across the floor and leaving her topless in front of him, her bra just begging to be torn apart. “I hope you know what you’re getting into,” he smirked, nails digging into her hips as he crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss, his own hips pressed harshly into hers.

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Amairah raised an eyebrow as she glanced at him before at the bottle. “Who says I brought this for you?” She asked. “Though I’ll only have half a glass.” She muttered looking down at the bottle, before rolling her eyes. “I have another shirt that looks just like this one, bought it by accident, and these jeans are a little tight so feel free to rip ‘em since its the only way I will be able to get out of them anyway.” She said, as she walked into condo.

The red head looked around. This was a typical male apartment, clearly no woman lived here since all the furniture had a distinct masculinity to it. She was not surprised though. She had met both brothers ad doubted they lived with anyone but each other, and after hearing how Peter had killed his parents, well, things were more then confirmed for her. “Just don’t ruin the shoes alright? They happen to be my favorite.” She said, raising an eyebrow at him as she set down the bottle on a table, turning to face him.

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Glancing over her slender frame, Peter took the bottle and set it down on the counter, picking her up with little effort and setting her down on the counter. Without a word, he took off her heels and tossed them near the door, raising an eyebrow as he met her gaze. “Let’s get something straight princess. This isn’t a date, you don’t sleep over, and if you start going all weird attached girl, I’ll probably throw you out a window. And I can do that, I’ve thrown heavier than you. Clear?” he asked as he leaned back and crossed his arms.

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Things had gone rather smoothly leading up to her little meet up with a certain werewolf. The shop hadn’t been crowded that day and she was able to close early before racing home to her brother who had told her he was having a sleep over at a new friend’s place. Amairah had breathed a sigh of relief at that. She had been worried about what she would do with Dimitri since she would never leave him by himself. Not because she didn’t think him capable of looking after himself, but she knew that she would never enjoy her evening knowing that her brother was alone.

Dropping Dimitri off at his friend, after meeting with the parents of course, the red head had gone home to get ready for her date. No. Not date, she reminded herself as she stood in front of her large closet looking for something to wear, a rendezvous. After selecting a pair of black jeans and a shirt that matched her eyes, Amairah pulled on her favorite heels before locking the house, grabbing a bottle of champagne and gripping the paper with the address on it.

Finding the location was easy, since she now knew the town like the back of her hand, late night wanderings tended to be helpful. The red head gripped the bottle in her hands before taking a deep breath and pushing the doorbell.

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Peter had never been the type to get too involved with anyone, but sex was just sex. And if Amairah was offering it, he wasn’t going to refuse. The day was spent lounging around for the most part, drinking a few beers with his brother, and finally taking a shower to get rid of the smell of grease and blood, dark had started to fall, and he figured she’d be there soon. They were probably going to have to have the ‘it’s really not a date talk’ before she went all girl on him and started expecting something more, but for now, she had a tight little body, and he had nothing else on the schedule. 

When the doorbell finally rang, he stepped out of the bedroom in just a pair of sweats that hung low on his hips, tugging open the door and raising his eyebrows almost instantly. “I thought I said wear something I could rip apart,” he said as he stepped aside, eyeing the bottle. “I prefer liquor kid. But nice try.”

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Folding the piece of paper and tucking it into the pocket of her jeans Amairah shot him a smirk. “What do you think?“ Before turning and climbing into her car, starting it.

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“That’s what I thought,” he smirked, tapping the hood of her car before he headed into the office.

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Taking the piece paper she smirked at the man. “You presume much, wolf boy.”

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“Hey be there or don’t,” he said with a shrug. “Your choice Red.”

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“Pity. I was looking forward to seeing them torn to shreds. Plus seeing you naked. What you don’t have other rooms you could lock?”

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Smirking, Peter turned and grabbed a piece of paper, jotting down a few words before he handed it to her. “My place, tomorrow night. And don’t wear something you’ll miss,” he said with a cocky grin.

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A small laugh escaped her as she leaned against her car. “Thanks.” She patted the side of thigh. “Knew these jeans were the right choice.”

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“They’d look much better off. But my brother will be back soon, and I highly doubt he wants to see two naked people in our garage.”

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“A minute ago I wanted to hit you so no I don’t think I’m getting attached. You sure its not the other way around?”

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“Hardly. The only thing I can really stand about is your ass.”

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“You’re rather generous aren’t you? I already paid for the tire change so having sex would be a bonus, you could say.” She shrugged, eyeing him as she smiled lightly.

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“I dunno, you might be getting a little attached there Red.”

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Amairah snorted lightly. “I wouldn’t know you tell me. You’re the one who has them.” The red head raised an eyebrow. “Thats what you would consider a favor? I have to say. thats new.”

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“Hardly,” he replied with a shake of his head, eyeing her closely. “Hey I didn’t say I’d actually make you do it. I prefer my sex partners ready and willing, not paying for a damn tire change.”

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Her face morphed to one of anger, her fists curling at her sides but she kept her temper in check. “Like I said I am perfectly capable of handling things on my own. So don’t make assumptions about things you know will never happen. Besides,” She gestured towards the register. “I never said I wouldn’t pay you, did I?”

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“Relax kid, don’t get your panties in a wad,” he said with a roll of his eyes, crossing his arms and leaning back against the counter. “You did say a favor.”

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“That makes me feel special.” She commented, sarcasm dripping from her words as she pulled out the money, holding it out to him. “Never even crossed my mind feral-boy, don’t worry, I’m capable enough to handle anything.”

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“Oh don’t tell me your little heart is broken,” he cooed with a fake pout, grabbing the money from her and turning to enter it in the register. “Somehow I think you probably would have gotten on your knees for me if it meant not paying for that tire.”

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“I prefer the word hunting.” She said, raising an eyebrow. “And for your information I’ve been a member since I was seven. And, just out of curiosity, have you made some sort of pact to ask these irrelevant question or do they all lead to somewhere?”

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“I just enjoy making your mind run in circles,” he shrugged, glancing over at her. “Still owe me for that tire you know. Just because we had sex, doesn’t mean you get free stuff now.”