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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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She was standing in the shower not really eager to leave. The powerful jets rained down on her from overhead as the glass walls and doors were rapidly steaming over. The rich marble siding and flooring still felt alien to her senses despite having been here for some time. Her first day of training was tomorrow and already she was growing anxious inside. What did Salinas have in store for her? Would he launch her into a pit of infected with only her bare hands to keep her alive? Or would he attempt stealth or some other less visible strategy. No matter, Amare would be prepared to battle against whatever the former security member had in mind. As her hands washed the slick rippled skin, a short stab of pain made her slightly wince. The powerful streams rushed the bubbles and lather away exposing the marks of her latest tryst with Wesker. She peered down at the rich purple welts on the juts of her hips and inner thighs remembering how they were placed there to start with.
Him….
It had been the sharp needy bites that punctured her body marking her as his. She had discovered she thrived in the position of submission, letting his large strong hands roam and touch anywhere they desired. No part of her hot eager flesh had been denied nor had he been denied. The depths of his sexual appetite was atrocious at times. After one meeting with the Board, he had summoned her to the conference room, hastily bending her over the rectangular table whilst jerking her pants off. It had been dirty, rough, and hard but Amare loved every bit of it. Another tryst occurred in the empty office just off the hallway to the labs. There she had been pinned between the cold stainless steel and his naked hot flesh. That had left a purplish yellow blotch on her collarbone. He had committed every line, curve, and ripple to his memory while she slept after those nights of heated coupling. The heavy intoxication of her orgasm had braided perfectly with the musky scent of his release.
Now she stood alone which really wasn't a bad thing as it granted her a chance to reflect upon everything so far. She had decided to test her newfound strength by seeking out the exercise facility as Wesker was trapped in another conference with the Board. He would've rather had been watching her but call it cruel fate or irony if she would have it. She had amazed herself by bench pressing 200 pounds which felt like 10 pounds if that. Her laughter had resonated throughout the high ceiling room as she hoisted the machinery with ease. Her wonder never ceased as the mirrors reflected the truth. The virus had done this. She had spent several hours there before breaking out in a drenching sweat. Adrenaline had pulsed furiously through her body sending her into a wicked rush. She felt invincible, powerful, like nothing could stop her. She wasn't going to be weak or defenseless any longer!
Her thoughts were halted by the sound of the door closing followed by a rustling of clothing. She smiled to herself knowing it was him. Her back was purposely turned towards the door concealing the knowing smirk as he padded across the cold marble floor towards the beckoning heat. The door swung open letting a brief rush of air in which was quickly killed by the gathering heat. Wesker said nothing as he pressed her body against the flawless granite, slapping her open palms on either side of her head. God how she loved it when he took charge like this! Her body was always quick to succumb. The tiny sparks charged through her nerves, reigniting that feral lust he invoked in her.
A deep sigh escaped her lips as she closed her eyes and let go. Wesker ran his greedy hands around the front to her ample breasts roughly kneading the soft mounds then pinching the pert nipples.
"Don't stop!" She screamed against the wall. Her body ached for more as she bucked and ground her hips against him.
"I don't intend to," he growled in her ear. His hands fastened around her waist pulling her lower body towards him. With one hard thrust he locked tightly with her, staying still for several moments. Her fingers curled and slid down the slick wall as the penetrating pressure rested inside.
"Please…" she panted. "Move…."
He flashed a dangerous grin before slamming back against her. Wesker deliberately thrusted with hard long snaps, reveling in the power he wielded over her. The short heavy pants drove him deeper inside until the sounds of skin slapping together bounced off the glass walls. Her hands smacked the wall over and over as the deep coiling converged in her body. Wesker was pounding furiously inside, feeling his own end coming.
"Oh….god…." she flung her head back as the tears sipped down her face. Amare felt her hold slipping away as her body spiraled downward into the abyss. The talon like grip in her hips pushed deeper against her skin threatening to break the surface tension of her flesh adding greater pleasure to her bombarded senses.
God can't help you…..
His voice intruded in her mind. The sudden ripping at her shoulder charged her being, increasing the wicked sexual high she was already caught in the throes of. Wesker lapped at the springs of crimson experiencing the same bliss as before. This time he felt a little stronger, a little more powerful, and a little more in control. Her blood was intoxicating, sending him into an exalted state! His mind and body went heavy at the initial onslaught but it was momentary as his pupils dilated and muscles twitched embracing the fresh infusion.
Her body continued constricting and pulsating around him milking the solid length until his nails were digging into her sides, anchoring him down as the hot thick ropes flooded her body. Wesker heard her heart hammering as she rested her forehead on her arm. She continued to gasp for air as the steamy jets rolled over her body giving her body an alluring shine. Her hair was dangling down the front of her shoulder, hugging her neck along the way.
He pulled away but roped an arm around her waist drawing back against the solid rigid form that was his body.
"What are you feeling?"
His voice rumbled with that dark seductive purr which always made her body quiver all over.
"Powerful," she sighed. "I'm not afraid."
She swore her ears detected his lip curling upward in a victorious grin. His arms twisted her body around until they stood face to face beneath the steady torrents. Her hands were resting at the narrow V of his waist as he pulled her close. He had seen how some of the others stared at her; watching her with predatory stares like vipers stalking prey. Wesker had been internally enraged at their hungry looks which he channeled into the animal fury carried out on her. But she loved it! She revered him for it! He awakened something dark and dangerous within her….
The sharp possessive bites started at the base of her neck before moving across the tops of her shoulders and collarbone. She sharply gasped as teeth scraped across the thin surface of skin. He felt her legs spreading apart as the friction danced along his tight thighs. She gave her own wicked grin as the growing length pushed against her lower body.
"Tell me…what do you want?" She whispered with seduction in her tone. He watched her head dip down taking the solid length between her lips. The sinfully beautiful mouth moved with the rocking of his hips. The heat of her tongue swept up then down delivering tiny charges of need into his veins. Her fingers curled tightly around his hips forcing him still as she carried on with her swift sweet bobbing. She knew what he wanted but wanted him to say it, to show it.
Tell me….
Her voice was low and husky in his mind.
"You," Wesker pulled her up and slammed her against the wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist pushing him towards her. "I want you."
"Show me." The hints of lust dripped in her voice as he hastily took her in the shower.
"Mine…" He repeated over and over. No one else would ever touch her like this again! No one! Only he could have her like this; to touch, bite, take and hunger for.
Yes….Yours….
Amare….
The room was flooded with the gasps and pants of release. Her fingers carded through his damp blonde strands as they stayed locked together. The water had turned cold but neither one cared as the heat created between them blocked the chilled jets. She pressed against his forehead forcing Wesker to look straight into her eyes. The crystal rings bore into his as she whispered:
"Amare….My name is Amare…."
Wesker grinned at her sudden embrace. Alexandra Koch was dead.
He crashed his mouth against hers as his phoenix emerged from the ashes.

"There's nothing left, Chris. The Los Angeles facility was purged! You won't find anything!"
"There has to be something!" Chris pounded his fists against the table rattling the maps and knives.
"This obsession with Alex is consuming you Chris. No one survived that explosion!"
"Whoa!" Luther stood in the doorway hollering at the siblings. "Time out!"
"Sorry, Luther, but my brother continues to insist after two years Alex is alive."
Luther frowned at Chris who stayed hunched over the maps. He was looking at the Umbrella Corporation's locations but most were lost during the outbreak.
"Wait a minute…." He looked at the area around Raccoon City.
"Whatcha thinking Chris?" Luther caught the look in Chris's eye.
"Spencer Mansion…." He whispered. "Son of a bitch…."
"Spencer Mansion? What the Hell is that?" Luther hovered over Chris as his fingers circled around a faded part of the map.
"Where everything started." Chris let out a deep exhale and toyed with the class ring around his neck.
TBC...Thank you again for all of you reading and enjoying this!
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