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Resident Evil: Chimera	By : williewildkat Category: M through R > Resident Evil (All) > Resident Evil (All) Views: 3248 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Amare reveled in the posh luxury of the shower. It was large enough for several people, maybe a small army! She was certain she was in a palace as the marble lined walls surrounded her naked flesh, housing the steam and and heat for her comfort. But a short nod of the head reminded her that it wasn't a royal estate she was guest of but instead deep beneath Manhattan Island in a windowless sunless compound. The small smile was erased by the cruel reminder of her surroundings but it was the new reality. Nothing was going to bring back the days before the world was plunged into the 10th level of Hell leaving behind little over 1 million living breathing survivors.
Sighing to herself, her fingers twisted the massive faucet heads until the massaging rhythm vacated her presence. The bathroom was as equally impressive. Amare felt like a small fish in the large pond of marble, granite, and glass. But it was also part of her gilded prison; yet in the same thought the prison was also her sanctuary away from Isaacs and other staff that bombarded her body with constant blood draws and tests; not to mention the body breaking training with Salinas.
Her reflection greeted her through the elegant mirror, matching each twitch, grin, and look she cast. Amare's eyes trailed down her doppleganger's image spying the fading lifted lines that created rose trails along her skin. She traced her finger over the light line of lifted pink, finding herself becoming intrigued by the faint fading scar. The steam from the shower billowed around her as she stood naked in front of the elegant mirror. The long chocolate tresses clung to her back, chest and shoulders in random thick clumps. Her skin was red from the scalding streams but the angry appearing splotches were melting away now that she was through.
Her attention lowered towards the larger deeper line that ran diagonal over her right oblique muscles. It was darker and thicker but healing over faster than it should have been. A tiny smile ghosted along her lips as the tiny charge coursed up her spine. She should've been dead or at the very least severely injured and holed up in a hospital bed.
Maybe this isn't such a bad thing…
I have the strength men would kill to possess…The strength of a god…..
The body women could only dream of…Perfect hips, perfect ass, perfect breasts, and perfect legs…..
My hearing is so sharp I can hear the lab technicians several floors below…
She sighed heavily as the other side of the coin flipped over reminding her of the cost of such capabilities. Her friends, if she had any, were dead. Her family was dead. All she had left were the ones who saved her from an unknown fate or rather the one….
She learned he was the Chairman of the Umbrella Corporation which oddly enough sent off sirens in her head. But the reason eluded her like a desert mirage; calling out to her only to blink out once she approached. It was frustrating to say the least as her past remained dark and silent. It was like completing a puzzle only to discover the few critical pieces were missing. Why was it so fucking hard to remember?
Her fists pounded against the edge of the marble counter so hard the force of the blows created two deep lines that quickly morphed into yellow purple bruises. Wesker certainly wasn't helping her in unlocking the past. His answers were cryptic and evasive. For a man who continued to get under her skin, she couldn't but help to have observed the strong broad shoulders, solid torso and powerful legs that were hidden beneath the black slacks, turtleneck, and blazer.
It's just simple observations!
She grabbed the waiting towel and secured it around her before opening the door and stepping out into the room. The adjacent quarters were spacious but absent of any monitors though there was one communications box mounted by the door. The bed, she guessed, was a California King which was covered with of course black bedding. The sheets were crisp and ran over skin like silk when she crawled in. The mattress was comfortable and cradled her body.
"It's about time."
She let out a small cry of surprise as she spotted Wesker. He was seated on the bed looking rather comfortable to mention. He The jacket was gone but the sunglasses were planted firmly on his nose. She couldn't see the amused look glowing in his eyes.
"Don't do that!"
He showed his amusement with a sideways smirk which she didn't find amusing in the very least.
"Glad you find this funny," she snapped and drew the towel tighter around her.
"You will begin training next week." He announced out of nowhere.
"Training? What kind of training?"
"Remember when I told you others were out to stop you? Perhaps kill you?"
She dropped down in the chair and closed her eyes recalling his warning. "Yeah…I remember. I think about it every day."
"Why not level the playing field Amare?"
"How? I'm down here. How am I supposed to fight those who want to harm me if I'm down here?!"
Wesker watched the confident shoulders slump as she began to feel helpless. She didn't know who was out there and when they would try to get her. He secretly reveled in her state of subjection knowing soon all of that would change.
"Enhancing those abilities you've been blessed with. Think about it Amare! You would have the advantage over your enemies."
"What do I need to do?" She looked up with her mouth resting on interlaced fingers.
"I'll show you," she watched as he stood up and crossed the room to where she sat. "I'll show you so much that awaits you."
Wesker curled his hands around her wrists with his thumbs resting securely over the pulsing deltas of blue. She felt the slight pressure of his thumbs being to massage the pencil thin lines as he pulled her up to his feet. Her heart was beating furiously as he closed the space between her bodies and once again the familiar brush of his burning lips greeted the rising heat of her skin. Her heart picked up in pace as her eyes rolled back.
"Tell me…what are you feeling?" He felt her body shake in his commanding presence as he kept his lips against the side of her face. He deeply inhaled her rich scent, detecting the soap and shampoo that clung to her rippled frame. His hands released her limbs and freed the deep Carolina blue wrap from her body. The cool air chilled her skin, causing it to pebble. The already erect nipples swelled to the brink of pain causing Amare to slightly whimper. His hands slid up then down her sides, feeling her shudder under his touch.
"Scared….helpless…." her voice choked out as a whisper.
"What do you want?" Again her body responded with a shudder before she could speak. The solid fingers were pinching and kneading the well rounded peaks. Amare wasn't sure if she could take anymore if it! Her body was burning, screaming to feel him on her, beside her....inside of her.
"To be strong."
"I can give you that and so much more."
His voice carried a speck of hope for her. She didn't want to be weak or feeble! She wanted to feel powerful! To be able to instill fear into those who wanted to stop her!
"I want it…." She whispered. The trembling in her voice stemming from the growing heat in her lower body as his right thigh pushed against the outside of hers. The expensive material tickled her body hurling Amare to her breaking point. She felt the heat pooling between her legs as the blood rushed to the sensitive swollen folds of skin.
"I need it…."
I want you…..
She didn't say but Wesker could see it in her eyes as they morphed from cold icy rings to rich amber gold. Her body was radiating an intoxicating essence, one that ignited a long dormant need. A need that he never knew existed until now.
"Mine…." He pressed her body against him and growled in a low dangerous tone.
"Yours…." She felt her legs shaking harder.
"Mine to covet…..Mine to have….Mine to possess…." She looked up with half lidded eyes to catch the bright red haze lighting his eyes. She could only nod as she surrendered her body and soul to him and only him. His hand snaked up the back of her head stopping midway to fist the dark mocha strands. She hissed in pain as her head was snapped back forcing her gaze to land him.
His other hand lightly caressed the side of her cheek watching the skin turn flush beneath his touch. The obsession had become the possession.
His mouth dropped to crush the quivering pair in a rough show of dominance. She didn't resist and pushed back with an equally hard push of her tongue against the perfect rows of white. Immediately they were intertwined in a heated battle of mouth and tongue. The groan rumbled in her throat as the shivers increased driving her body further into the darkness. She found herself eagerly receiving him and pushed back as her hands sought out the expensive black belt. Her hands pulled him in pushing their bodies flush against one another as black and blue mingled on the carpet. He snarled against her mouth kicked away the cumbersome slacks severing the heated connection. Her fingers gripped the hem of the black shirt tugging upward with short needy jerks.
He caught her wrists letting one go to reach up and slide the glasses away. She let out a short laugh at his action which in turn he grabbed her by the hips and tossed her on the bed. She landed in the center bouncing a few times before sinking in the mattress. The material tickled her skin creating tiny delicious shivers throughout her body. The mattress shifted causing her to look over and catch his naked body hovering over her. The thick twitching cock was curled upward brushing the lower part of his torso. Through the dim lighting her eyes captured the sight of the pearls of precome dotting the head. His eyes reached in like demonic fingers taking control as she sat up on her knees, eager to please him.
The wetness enveloped him, fitting perfectly around him. He watched her mouth slip skillfully back and forth along the full length, lightly scraping along the top with her teeth. She could hear his heart begin to hammer as her lips pulsed faster around him. The sharp intake of air came from above her signaling his body's reaction to her deliberate manipulations. His fingers fisted the damp threads of chocolate, pulling and pushing her head as she continued bestowing him with what he wanted, no needed. Her throat hummed lightly, amplifying the sensations along his cock. She was swallowing him whole now! Her throat accepted the girth and length with ease. His hips moved in rhythm with the deep deliberate sweeps of her swollen lips and tongue. His hands were curled tighter in her hair as he felt the initial tugging of climax.
Suddenly his eyes flew open revealing the hellish glow. He pulled her away and pinned her between the bed and his body. His mouth sought hers out needing to keep her under his control. Her lips and tongue tasted of him as his swept through the hot wet recesses. He had slipped in a moment of passion allowing her supremacy over him. It was something that wouldn't happen again.
A single hand locked her wrists together as the other reached down pushing her legs apart.
"Mine…" he growled then bit hard on her shoulder. She yelped sharply in pain as blood trickled from the immaculate rows and rolled down his tongue, quelling the beast within.
The solid form smothered her smaller one nestling comfortably between her legs. Amare found her legs slipping further apart then running up the sides of the muscular thighs.
"Yours…" She panted finding her back arching up as he lined up the weeping head with the tight wet entrance. With one thrust his cock was welcomed inside the constricting heat forcing their hips flush as one. His thrusts were rough and long but she didn't care! She was craving more of his dark dominion. Her nails raked down his spine, drawing red craters behind them as his nails dug into her shoulders, tattooing the tops with 10 perfect crescents. Her back arched up and hips ground hard against his rocking their bodies in a perfect rhythm. He smelled her sex mingling with his as something else bled into his senses. The pulsing heat wrapped tighter around him as her thighs lifted higher up his sides causing him to smirk as he plowed deeper inside. The tender spot nerves ground against the thick shaft throwing Amare into deep orgasmic bliss.
"Wesker!" Her voice screamed out his name.
Her nails pierced the rippled planes of his lower back as she cried out and her body milked and stroked the powerful member.
Give in…..
His voice echoed in her head. The scent spilling from her was sweet upon his senses making his body slam harder against her. The convulsions rippled around him, hurling his body closer to the end. Beads of sweat showered their bodies as he thrusted one last time and spilled out then into her. He didn't move and kept his solid frame pressed on her. His head was on the crook of her shoulder as he felt her blood leeching through his veins. It was waging war against the virus, attacking it, keeping it balanced with him.
She would be the one to redress the balance between virus and will.
He felt the light pressure of her hands rested against his lower back then inexplicably started kneading and massaging the taut muscles beneath. Her touch had a soothing effect on him lulling him into a relaxed state. She pulled a hand away to flip off the lone light bathing the room in comforting darkness.
Wesker slid off then around latching his arms around her slender waist. She wasn't going anywhere.
This chapter was heavily revised to add more sexy goodness! If you have read this on FF you will notice a huge difference! I hope everyone enjoyed this!! I would love to hear back from you all! I will be posting more MA fics over the next few weeks!
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