Sex – the carnal desire shared between two or more beings resulting in the most powerful of energy surges exhibited by man, animal and beast. Even promiscuity can be seen as normal in today's world of “hooking up”. Natalya Hart has certainly experienced all the joys that an enormous sexual appetite can provide. Picking up men and making them submit to her has become a sport – an art. However, an unfortunate combination of events take place that cause her to evaluate her present, her past and finally her future. Is she really a young woman having fun living in the hedonistic now, or, is there something else burning in her soul, itching to come out?
Natalya feels alienated – no one to help her make sense of her shifting emotions. Natalya is hopelessly alone – but is she? An unlikely ally, Sinnocent, has been Natalya's guardian for years unbeknownst to her. Alerting her to the looming danger soon to encompass her life, he takes on the role of protector after he foolishly crosses a line, embedding the woman into his soul for an eternity. The two beings are ultimately confronted with the same question with results forever changing the lives of the two and possibly more– does love and trust bring tranquility or does giving up, giving in to temptation by ending it all provide true peace?
Natalya feels alienated – no one to help her make sense of her shifting emotions. Natalya is hopelessly alone – but is she? An unlikely ally, Sinnocent, has been Natalya's guardian for years unbeknownst to her. Alerting her to the looming danger soon to encompass her life, he takes on the role of protector after he foolishly crosses a line, embedding the woman into his soul for an eternity. The two beings are ultimately confronted with the same question with results forever changing the lives of the two and possibly more– does love and trust bring tranquility or does giving up, giving in to temptation by ending it all provide true peace?
A young and sexually charged woman ready for adventure. She cannot be tied down by any man. The world is her oyster. Her curves and butternut complexion makes men fall over themselves when she enters a room. She has the cockiness of a over-sexed beast but the class of woman who has her own. Even though she has no family in the world she remains stable in an exquisite townhouse near to a friendly neighbor. Natalya moves to the beat of her drum cutting men out left and right; adding in new replacements at the drop off a hat.
But is this normal behavior?
Sometimes Natalya feels like someone is watching her – possibly within. As these urges become unbearable, she thinks back on her past events that some might deem dysfunctional. When it’s time for answers to her questions she seeks out assistance receiving life-changing results. Sometimes our dreams are real occurrences being held in our subconscious waiting for a release.
Natalya has to watch her back or her past will catch up to her…
The model that inspired me for Natalya's character is Gelila Bekele purely based on looks alone. Her curly hair and innocent eyes are just the tip of the iceberg. She appears to be hiding something and I am intrigued to know what the secret is.
But is this normal behavior?
Sometimes Natalya feels like someone is watching her – possibly within. As these urges become unbearable, she thinks back on her past events that some might deem dysfunctional. When it’s time for answers to her questions she seeks out assistance receiving life-changing results. Sometimes our dreams are real occurrences being held in our subconscious waiting for a release.
Natalya has to watch her back or her past will catch up to her…
The model that inspired me for Natalya's character is Gelila Bekele purely based on looks alone. Her curly hair and innocent eyes are just the tip of the iceberg. She appears to be hiding something and I am intrigued to know what the secret is.
With an unseen need and force, he dropped to his knees. Her moans, screams of passion were taking him to a place never ventured before. This hidden territory of passion was a secret amongst his centuries of existence. Connections made with females were solely for sustenance not to reach an emotional high. While on his knees, he inhaled the luscious scent of summer fruits radiating from her navel. The aroma was so divine that he had to taste it. Devour it.
Natalya almost collapsed, receiving the indulgent laps of his tongue against her skin. His unwavering strength held a grip on her thick thighs as her body started to deflate with release as he licked every centimeter of her torso. Her moans and his arousal noises intertwined together as Natalya yearned for him to stop the aching sensation protruding from her lips below.
As she relaxed all her weight into his body, he lifted her limp thigh, placing her knee and foot over his shoulder. He came face to face with the most beautiful object he had ever to know in the many eras of his life. He smiled watching the engorged bud pulse as she pleaded with him to make her sexual misery stop.
Placing the tip of his tongue at the base of her bud, he sucked the entire instrument of desire into his mouth like sucking the flesh from an orange. The first drop of her delectable syrup descended down his tongue meeting his soul…sealing their fates.
Before the erupting orgasm reached her lovers mouth, Natalya woke up drenched with perspiration, nude with the entire bed ripped of its linen. She was frightened at the emotion she had released. It felt real, but was it. She had to find out if what she learned was valid. Without showering or straightening up her bed, she reached for her laptop typing ‘succubus’ into the search engine. Realizing that there was such a thing as a succubus or female demon listed in religious history, made Natalya’s skin crawl with terror.
“Oh my god. What is in me?” she said clenching at her bare skin.
Natalya almost collapsed, receiving the indulgent laps of his tongue against her skin. His unwavering strength held a grip on her thick thighs as her body started to deflate with release as he licked every centimeter of her torso. Her moans and his arousal noises intertwined together as Natalya yearned for him to stop the aching sensation protruding from her lips below.
As she relaxed all her weight into his body, he lifted her limp thigh, placing her knee and foot over his shoulder. He came face to face with the most beautiful object he had ever to know in the many eras of his life. He smiled watching the engorged bud pulse as she pleaded with him to make her sexual misery stop.
Placing the tip of his tongue at the base of her bud, he sucked the entire instrument of desire into his mouth like sucking the flesh from an orange. The first drop of her delectable syrup descended down his tongue meeting his soul…sealing their fates.
Before the erupting orgasm reached her lovers mouth, Natalya woke up drenched with perspiration, nude with the entire bed ripped of its linen. She was frightened at the emotion she had released. It felt real, but was it. She had to find out if what she learned was valid. Without showering or straightening up her bed, she reached for her laptop typing ‘succubus’ into the search engine. Realizing that there was such a thing as a succubus or female demon listed in religious history, made Natalya’s skin crawl with terror.
“Oh my god. What is in me?” she said clenching at her bare skin.