Return to life

There was a "bang", it was suspected to be the sound of a heavy objects hitting the ground, and the quietly falling snow around could not cover the blood that had been oozing from the ground, spreading like ink.

The man was covered with dirt and bathed in blood, holding the stiff body in his arms, unexpectedly looking harmonious, quiet and beautiful like a painting.

In the minimalist black and white bedroom, only the side of the bed was shining with a weak orange light.

Darius opened the woman's thighs, holding the swelling and painful meat stick, when he was about to rush in, Cara woke up.

"Ah! No, who are you, let me go!" Cara was in a daze, and when she woke up, she was still not sober, and found that she was stripped of his clothes and pressed under someone. The man was only half a step away. The meat stick was almost inserted.

She arched her knees subconsciously, raised her leg and quickly attacked the man three inches below the lower abdomen, but the man's speed was obviously better. Before she kicked him with her foot, she was stopped by a powerful force that she could not counter.

"Cara what do you want? I'm not interested in playing with you now." The man directly folded her leg and pulled her to his side.

Suddenly, a raspy and cold voice sounded, and Cara's body shook abruptly. This was the same indifferent tone. This familiar tone seemed to be the one who would leave for the laboratory in the next second, exactly the same as that person.

With the faint light, she finally saw the appearance of the person on her body, and she couldn't help but shudder, "You are...Darius Kingston!"

Cara squeezed fist, her nails digging into her palms, her previous life flashed on her eyes. Darius looked savage and violent, he clenched her neck tightly, as if he was walking on thorns all the way, covered in blood, a demon coming from hell, and he grinned at her who was already stunned. "Cara, don't you know, your legs are mine."

At this time, Darius's throat was rolled and his deep eyes were on her face. Anyone would know that even the little girl who actively went to his bed is afraid.

Just why?

She was suddenly afraid of him.

But he thought that he had never done anything that scared her.

When he saw her for the first time, he thought that how could someone be so alive. Her watery peachy eyes drooped slightly as if they were drunk or not, as if crying and laughing. Although the corners of her mouth were slightly rolled up, her eyes were slightly raised.

Like the cat he picked up for experiments when he was young, it made people feel rage for no reason. He kind of wanted to see how angry she was right away, and put her in a formalin container in the laboratory. It may be equally attractive to make dry specimens after sterilizations.

However, since she was afraid of him, he didn't need to wrong himself.

Drius squeezed her waist, reached the position of the flower mouth, and rushed in.

Darius squeezed her waist, reached the position of the flower mouth, and rushed in.

The hard meat stick pierced through the thin film without mercy, and the little girl's scream cut through the night, "Ah... Painful..."

Darius heard her screaming. He stopped moving, withdrew a little and leaned over to look at the junction between the two of them. Although it was not obvious under the faint yellow light, he keenly saw a strange liquid sticking to the meat stick.

His sense of smell has always been sensitive, and this rust-like smell is actually very easy to arouse the animal desires in his heart, but his concentration is very good, and it will not be noticed.

Darius stretched out his finger and scraped his blood-stained meat stick. Under Cara's horrified gaze, he put it in his mouth calmly, licked it, raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile, "It tastes good."

Darius was a lunatic, and it took Cara a whole life of lessons to understand this fact.

She couldn't help but be resentful. Since fate gave her a chance to come back, why didn't she come back earlier, long before she provoked him.

Darius has never had the experience of being wrapped in a female body. In his opinion, such a lump of meat is actually no different from the food he eats on ordinary days. It is a composition of protein and fat.

But at this moment, he was puzzled. The girl's body was scorching hot, and he could see that she was weak. The delicate flesh flaps tightly around his giant stick, and the layers of flesh were unconsciously stretched. It was like several of small mouth were stuck in it and sucking him, and he could hardly move.

The sweet and light fragrance of the girl lingered on the tip of his nose and seemed to be more effective than the reagent ether in the laboratory. After all, he had studied his resistance to ether, and within two minutes after contact, he could remain absolutely awake.

Unlike her. She just lays undressed here, her peachy eyes are slightly pointed, the soft chest that can be held with one hand are decorated with pink buds, there is no trace of fat on the lower abdomen, and her opened legs was able to shake his mind.

This is not good. Darius instinctively perceives the danger, but this rare sense of danger makes him feel excited, as if a wild beast lurking in the jungle for a long time meets its prey, and the conquest and possessiveness have overcome everything.

Darius couldn't wait for her to adapt, he had already shrunk his hips and buried himself on her body, thrusting violently.

Seeing her resistance, Darius felt a little disappointed. He still prefers the little girl a few minutes ago, lying on him with her bare a*ss, deliberately seducing him with her eyes. He suddenly slapped her bu*ttocks in an unpleasant manner, and ordered, "Raise your bu*tt, keep your legs open in this position."

Darius was angry at the little girl's fickleness. He didn't know that Cara's soul has been changed, replaced by the one who had been injected with listeria, but had no choice but to spend ten years in a wheelchair and fell into despair.

He doesn’t even know how much effort the little girl took to eat his meat stick. Her thighs were put into a straight shape, and the pink and tender pu*ssy that had never been shown were exposed without any obstruction. She trembled. The meat stick pushed the pu*ssy to the limit, and the folds in the young flower hole were all torn apart, in order to make more space to accommodate him.

She looked at him, quite self-sufficient, treating everyone calmly and indifferently, a kaolin flower that could not be touched, no one could imagine him in bed like this.

Darius, who had taken off his clothes and lost his glasses, added some terrifying evil feeling for no reason, which made people panic.

The green veins were abnormally bulging and wrapped around her soft body, and the huge and straight object emerging from under his tight abdominal muscles, looking ugly and hideous, kept tossing the fragile and sensitive flower hole.

Cara felt very tormented, her lower body seemed to be rolled over by a blade. Except for pain, she could not feel anything else, she suppressed her voice and pleaded bitterly, "No, don't move. Please pull out first, okay? I... It hurts."

Of course he won't listen.

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