“Your soul will scream for mercy and
you will have none...” He growled into her ear.
She shuddered and arched her back
slightly trying to press her body against his touch as his long slim
fingers traced a line from just behind her ear, down her neck and
between her breasts. A small sound escaped her lips and a slight
smile curled at the edges of her mouth.
“Promise?”
He through his head back and an unholy
laugh ripped from his throat, he then leaned down and kissed her
deeply. His fingers traced farther down her body, across the plane of
her stomach stopping just before he reached the waistband of her
panties. She whimpered and lifted her hips slightly urging him to
keep going, instead his hand flew to her throat gripping it tightly.
“Do you think this is a game... that
I wont destroy you...”
He runs the tip of his tongue across
the line of her jaw. She closes her eyes and revels in the sensation
of the cool hand against her throat, her breathing only slightly
hindered by the pressure. She lets out a sound almost like a purr.
“Oh but I know you will... you
already have” she says in a breathy moan. “You ruined me years
ago, my destruction has been a slow one.”
Anger welled in his chest as he
squeezed her throat a bit tighter, his other hand moved quickly to
her hips, he dug his nails into the ridge of her hip and drug them
down the side of her leg bringing the panties with. Slowly he
releases her throat and lays kisses where his hand had been. She
smiled and ran a hand across the top of his head, entangling her
fingers in his hair.
He kissed across her collar bone and
down her chest, before sinking his teeth into the sweet flesh of her
left breast, she almost screamed but was quickly silenced as he let
go and took her nipple into his mouth flicking his tongue over the
little bud. His hand moved over the small patch of smooth skin before
slipping his fingers between her legs circling her clit and smiling
at how wet she already was. Her back arched when he found that almost
perfect pattern of movement, he slowed and slid his fingers lower and
slowly entered her, probing gently. She moaned loudly and stared up
at him, his grin was wicked and oozing with evil. He removed his
fingers and brought them to her lips. Without any hesitation she
opened her mouth and suckled on his fingers tasting herself on him.
He groaned feeling himself stiffen more, his cock as ridged as the
cool alabaster he appeared to be carved from.
“Woman you will be the death of
me...” he watched her haematic red lips part as she released his
fingers he quickly caught her mouth with his. His tongue parting her
lips and then exploring her mouth swirling around her tongue, sliding
against her teeth. He moaned against her mouth as she snaked a hand
down his stomach to the bulge in his leather pants. She tugged at the
lacing and only struggled slightly before releasing him and begins to
push the pants off his hips. He breaks their kiss and stands to lose
the pants. He drops to his knees and crawls back towards her with a
wicked grin.
She smiled back at him, she loved him.
Everything in her craved him and his touch, he was like a drug to
her, intoxicating and alluring. She had walked through hell to get to
him more than once and would do it again if necessary. Whatever spell
he had over her was strong and lasting. It was warm and heavy like
the scent of vanilla and tobacco, it wrapped around her like a
blanket and she reveled in it.
He moved with quick precision, hands
running up her calves, over her thighs and to her hips. He pulls her
to him and then pauses looking over her for a moment. She had a smile
that would melt you if you were lucky enough for her to share it with
you. Her eyes were blue, but not in a shocking or striking way, and
yet still out of the ordinary, the centers a gray blue with an almost
raven black blue ring at the outer edge. He leaned forward and
kissed her sweetly before slipping into her with enough force to pull
a moan deep from within.
