Disclaimer : This chapter contains smut
Caliban pushes Lamia in her bedroom while he shuts the door, he turns around, he grabs her chin with one hand, while with the other hand he squeezes her hip, so strong she fears he could cut her flesh.
"Do you think that's funny?" he whispers in her ear, his voice is deep and hoarse. "Teasing me like that in front of my people?" his hand moves to her neck, an evil light in his eyes, Lamia doesn't answer, she keeps smirking.
"I didn't do anything" she says, teasing him, in a false innocent voice, blinking, she knows that would makes him going crazy.
She is right.
"You've been a very bad girl, my dear, I have to teach you not to tease me anymore, especially not in front of my subjects, on your knees"
Lamia smiles, he's playing with her, and it is better if she follows his rules.
"Yes, my lord" She answers with the sweetest voice ever.
Caliban smiles "See? That's much better"she kneels in front of him as he pulls her hair away from her face, he runs a finger on her soft lips, and he start caressing her neck, Lamia undoes his belt, she looks at him.
"I'll pay for it" Always looking at him with a false innocent expression, she knows this will make him going crazy, and she is actually right, he feels he can't control himself anymore, as she takes it in her mouth, starts to move her head back and forth, while he puts a hand behind her neck, breathing deeply, he closes his eyes. His hands sink into her hair, guiding her head, it drives her crazy when he controls her like that.
"Slowly, slowly" He whispers
"Yes, my lord... Could you forgive me now?" she looks at her with innocent eyes, teasing him, she gets up, while she takes her dress off, that slowly falls to her feet, he is always amazed in front of that harmonious beauty.
"Perhaps" he says, coming closer, "A good monarch knows how to show mercy" he touches her lips with a finger "Am I wrong?"
"You're right, my lord"
"Get up" he whispers, taking her by the arm, he turns her around, while he always stands behind her. He starts kissing her neck, she feels shivers on her skin.
"Caliban?" she says
"Yes?" he answers, kissing her back, her weak point, he is playing dirty.
"Don't be kind this time" She grins.
"Oh, I won't be kind, my lady"
He makes her bend over the table in front of them, he holds her neck with one hand, and her hip with the other one, he takes off her panties, she hears him laughing.
"Wow.. You're already that wet for me, princess, and I didn't even start, I'm flattered"
He starts teasing her, caressing her thighs back and forth, while her body is literally screaming.
"Caliban" she mumbles, his hand is still holding her neck "Just please..."
He puts some fingers inside her, and she sees fireworks, she can't control herself anymore, she needs him, and she needs him now.
He starts to thrust inside her, it has never been so intense, the first time she feels that making love is different, his thrusts are quicker, his voice is deeper, his skin is warmer, his hands are stronger, everything is more intense, she feels it, it's not just sex, she can feel the passion, his right hand is holding her hip, he doesn't let her go, she feels him everywhere, the time stops, it's just the two of them, the two lovers in Hell, the princess and the prince, the queen and the king, the enchanteress and the demon, Lamia and...
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