Even though she didn't want to feel this way, she couldn't help it. Her body was responding to her partner's rich, dense pheromones, to his hands roaming her naked body, to his tongue playing in her ear and now moving down her neck, licking her skin pearly with beads of sweat, as if it were the sweetest thing ever.

Dixon had bounded her onto the bed and settled between her legs causing his erection to cover and rub against her now wet sex. Clara moaned pitifully at every touch. Her mind said no, she was afraid, she didn't want that, but her body was something else. Tears ran down her cheeks in fear, as always.

She was so weak, so weak, so weak....

-Move away- she felt the voice in her head and after a sharp pain in her head she felt herself sinking into a dark and bottomless void that somehow made her feel comforted. So she closed her eyes and curled up there, in that hiding place in her mind not caring about anything else feeling a tongue click that she didn't know where it came from