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Authors: Sommer Marsden

Tags: #Romance, #Erotica, #General, #Fiction

Base Nature (83 page)

“I
am. I
a
m v
er
y
sca
red
.
Bu
t
it

s a
d
iff
e
r
e
nt
kind
o
f f
e
ar
f
r
o
m what
I’
m
u
s
e
d
t
o
.” “
H
o
w
?

He
m
o
v
e
d
to
c
o
v
e
r
h
e
r
bu
t
she
s
t
oo
d
.
T
o
o
m
u
ch
l
ying
a
r
o
u
n
d
.
Sh
e’
d

n
eed
e
d
the
re
st
bu
t
n
o
w
h
e
r
b
o
d
y
ach
e
d
f
r
o
m
i
nactivity
and
she
want
e
d
t
o
e
at
and

m
o
ve an
d
…f
u
ck.
S
he
want
e
d
c
o
p
i
o
u
s
am
o
u
nts
o
f
all
o
f
the a
b
o
v
e
.
So
m
u
ch
so
that
h
e
r
b
o
d
y
p
o
is
e
d
o
n
the v
er
y
ed
ge
o
f
cha
o
s.
She f
e
lt
l
i
ke
she c
o
u
ld have
s
e
x
all
n
ight,
ru
n
a ma
r
ath
o
n,
e
at
a
n
e
nti
r
e
re
sta
ur
ant
o
u
t
o
f
its
c
o
nt
e
nts.
D
r
ink
an
o
c
e
an
o
r a
k
e
g
o
f
beer
. She
f
e
lt
lik
e
,
q
u
ite
h
o
n
e
stly,
s
he
c
o
u
ld
pick
the
w
o
r
ld
u
p
a
nd
s
hift
it
o
n
its
ax
i
s
if
the n
ee
d
a
r
o
s
e
.
A
nd
she
la
u
gh
ed
.

G
a
rre
t
t
f
r
o
wn
e
d
and that
ma
d
e
h
e
r
l
a
u
gh
ha
rder
.

S
o
rr
y.
H
o
w
is
it
d
iff
ere
n
t
?
T
h
at f
e
ar
was
h
e
lpl
e
ss
f
e
a
r
.
T
his
is
f
e
ar
o
f
the
u
nk
n
o
wn.
O
f
what
I
can
d
o
o
r will
d
o
.
What
I am
n
o
w
a
s
o
pp
o
s
e
d to
what
I
was.
Bu
t
I
do
n

t
mi
s
s
what
I was,
n
o
si
r
.”
She
k
iss
e
d
him, p
u
shing him
b
ack,
ru
nning h
e
r
t
o
ng
u
e
o
v
e
r
his.

G
a
rre
t
t
g
r
o
an
ed
,
r
ais
e
d
his h
e
a
d
.

Y
o
u
have
t
o
e
at.”

 


Bu
t—”


Bu
t
n
o
t
hing.
Y
o
u
n
ee
d
to
f
ee
d
the
machin
e
,
my
l
o
v
e
,
o
r y
o
u will
c
r
ash
and
bur
n. What
y
o
u
u
s
e
d
to
e
at,
q
u
a
dru
ple
it
and
w
e’
ll
s
e
e
h
o
w
y
o
u
d
o
.
I
t
st
i
ll
m
i
ght
n
o
t
b
e
e
n
o
u
gh.”


Bu
t
I’
ll g
e
t
p
ud
gy,” she
g
r
ip
ed
.

“Ha!
N
o
way,
sist
er
.
Pud
gy
will
n
o
t
e
v
e
r
de
sc
r
i
b
e
y
o
u
.
I
f
y
o
u
do
n

t
e
at
that,
y
o
u’
ll waste
away.
N
o
w
c
o
me
o
n.”
He
p
u
ll
e
d
h
e
r
in
f
o
r
o
ne
m
o
r
e
l
ing
er
ing
k
i
ss,
h
i
s
han
d
s h
o
l
d
i
n
g
the
sma
l
l
o
f
h
e
r
b
ack
in
a
p
o
ss
e
ssive
a
nd
s
e
xy
way.
“We have to
take y
o
u
d
o
wn and
f
ee
d
y
o
u
be
f
o
r
e
K
e
lly c
r
awls
o
u
t
o
f
h
e
r
skin. Sh
e’
s
waiting
d
o
wn th
er
e
like
sh
e’
s g
o
ing to
b
e
s
er
ving a q
uee
n
o
r
a
g
o
dde
ss.”

L
iv g
r
inn
ed
.
She
f
e
lt
happi
e
r
than sh
e’
d
e
v
e
r
re
m
e
m
b
e
r
ed
.
I
t
fill
e
d
h
e
r
with a
wa
r
m g
l
o
wy
dru
nk
e
n
f
ee
ling.
Bu
t
it al
s
o
ma
d
e
h
e
r
n
er
v
o
u
s.
She
was so
happy
s
he
was h
o
rr
ifi
e
d
at the
t
h
o
u
ght
o
f
l
o
sing it.

*
*
*
*
*

T
he
fi
r
st
wave hit
h
e
r
like a
b
a
rr
age
o
f
white
l
ight,
n
o
ise
and
m
o
ti
o
n.
T
he
w
o
r
ld
b
l
ur
r
ed
,
g
o
ing
s
o
ft a
r
o
u
nd
the
ed
g
e
s
and t
o
o
br
ight.
L
iv
s
e
t
h
e
r
f
o
r
k
d
o
wn and
g
r
ipp
e
d the
lip
o
f the
ta
b
l
e
.
G
a
rre
t
t
and
K
e
lly w
er
e
j
o
king and
m
o
ving a
b
o
u
t in the
small kitch
e
n
bu
t
h
e
r
gasp
o
f s
ur
p
r
ise
dre
w
th
e
m
b
o
th.

E
v
er
ything
r
ight
e
d
its
e
lf and
s
he
f
e
lt fin
e
.


G
a
rre
t
t…”
K
e
lly said
f
r
o
m the
do
o
r
way, h
e
r
v
o
ice
wa
r
ning. “I
k
n
o
w. I
s
ee
,”
he
sai
d
. He
sat ac
r
o
ss f
r
o
m h
e
r
and
wait
ed
. “
Y
o
u
o
kay,
L
iv?”


F
in
e
.
I j
u
st
g
o
t
a
little
d
izzy
f
o
r
a
m
o
m
e
nt.”
She
re
claim
e
d
h
e
r
f
o
r
k,
de
t
er
min
e
d
n
o
t to
f
re
ak
ou
t.
S
he
was
d
iff
ere
nt
n
o
w,
this
was
t
o
b
e
e
xp
e
c
t
ed
.
I
t
w
o
u
ld all
b
e
f
re
sh
a
nd n
e
w
and
a
little
sca
r
y.
She
t
o
o
k
an
o
th
e
r
b
ite
o
f
the
be
st
mac
and ch
ee
se
she
had
e
v
e
r tast
e
d
bu
t
a f
re
sh
sw
ee
p
o
f
o
v
er
stim
u
lati
o
n hit h
e
r
and
she
was
b
a
re
ly
a
b
le
to
s
wall
o
w.

“I
th
i
nk
y
o
u
n
ee
d
to
s
t
o
p
e
ating,” K
e
lly
said
s
o
ftly. She
m
o
v
e
d
t
o
wa
r
d
L
iv
bu
t
L
iv w
e
nt
t
e
ns
e
.
N
o
t
i
nt
e
nti
o
nally,
it
was
a
nat
ur
al
re
acti
o
n.
H
e
r
g
u
a
r
d
w
e
nt
u
p
and
h
e
r
b
o
d
y
w
e
nt
ta
u
t
with
c
o
il
e
d p
o
w
e
r
a
nd awa
re
n
e
ss.
K
e
lly
r
ais
e
d h
e
r han
d
s
a
nd t
o
o
k
t
w
o
b
ig
st
e
ps
b
ack.

Go
tcha.
G
a
rre
t
t

s
th
ere
.
Y
o
u
r
mate
is
th
ere
.”
K
e
lly
k
e
pt
h
e
r
v
o
ice
l
o
w like
she
w
a
s a
dd
r
e
ssing a sp
o
o
k
e
d
an
i
mal.

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