His hand shot out out to her face, catching her jaw in his grip. Indian XXX This was the only time he craved her sounds in bed; he wanted to hear the anxiety and pain in her voice. The last of her tears slowly subsided as she was lulled by his deep, even breathing. Clarice’s eyes bulged in shock as his grip tightened, nearly cutting off her air supply. Her mind flashed back to the prison nurse Hannibal had killed. His eyes were glassy and unfocused; it was almost as if he didn’t really see her, or couldn’t comprehend why she was there. He wanted her pain and fear, that much was obvious, but underneath all that, he needed her willful submission. Clarice curved her body into his, as she drew her thoughts around her like a shroud, the occasional shivering gasp sneaking through as her breathing returned to normal. He pulled her under him and she felt his stiff erection, hard against her stomach. Her howls of pain only served to spur his passion on. He pulled back to yank the fabric from her breast and attacked her nipple again. He never spoke during a hunt fuck; but she suddenly knew what he wanted.
