The Taming

Her Seduction

"H-how did you make that appear in your hand?" She blinked at the cup he held near his shoulder in horror.

His other hand was sweeping her lower back to keep her pulled tight against him. "Magic."

She was staring at him. Looking more terrified than any prey he'd ever hunted.

"Care for another sip?"

Her lips parted and her chest heaved.

"Take it." He urged. "It's yours."

Like a hopeless addict after opiates she stole the glass and drank what was left. Her throat working as she swallowed and a single purplish wine drop slipping from the corner of her mouth to trail down her neck and over her collar into the hollow between her breasts.

Unable to resist, he lowered himself enough to stop its progress with the tip of his tongue. Deliberately dragging his tongue over the trail it'd left. Up over her torso, along the side of her neck, her jaw and to that pretty mouth as she removed the cup.

Humming in her throat in a long purr.

He collected the glass from her grip and took two steps back to set it aside on a low table. His head lifting to take in the sight of her bared.

My pretty ice princess.

Her long silvery hair draped over her shoulders and down her back. Reaching down to sway around her hips. Her breasts were large, especially for her small stature. Creating enough weight to make the hollow between them seem dark and inviting. The pale nipples were erect and proud.

Begging to be touched.

Her skin flushed a soft pink beneath his assessing stare.

Her lips were a dark red from the wine, still moist.

He groaned and closed the distance back to her.

She met him in half a step and ripped his shirt wide. Tearing it off his shoulders in several smaller jerks. Baring him to her as she slid his shirt off his arms. Her fingernails lightly curving to make slight indents along his forearms, biceps and down his chest to where she found the waist of his pants.

He shifted slightly. Somewhat nervous.

Justifiably so.

She's tried to gut me before.

She hooked her fingers in the waistband to pull it away from his hips.

Her other hand moved toward the laces. And her fingernails lengthened and darkened into the black talons. She swept one between the fabric and the laces, letting it fall open and drape loosely around his lean hips.

He found himself blowing a sigh of relief.

Even as it dawned on him, he'd survived that she was kneeling before him.

"Woman..." He said slowly. "Do you know what you're doing?"

She nodded, reaching beneath his pants to draw his length out in her soft palm.

He twitched, wondering if he should retreat. Wondering if this was a trap. Wanting to take her to the bed and take her now. Feeling so torn that the most he could do was tense as he stood there.

But the moment her velvety lips folded around his swollen tip he was groaning. His fingers winding into her hair. "Ughhh."

She slid further down, angling her head so she could consume his entire length down her throat.

He slapped the sidetable near him. "Damn, Woman! You're destroying me."

She didn't pause. Her eyes hooded as she gripped him. Stroking him in her tiny fist as her mouth withdrew. She did it again. Building an expert rhythm that had him tipping back far enough that the back of his skull found the wall, using it to prop himself up as his chest heaved from the pleasure. His fingers curved into her head. Guiding her back to him but trying not to force her further. Despite his yearning to fit himself as deep in her mouth as he could go.

And never leave.

She felt amazing. Soft, warm and wet. Welcoming and lusty.

He'd begun to wonder if she was even capable of such things or if her chilly affect was really all there was.

He choked slightly as she dropped him deep in her mouth again. Swallowing him down until her lips touched the base before sliding him out with a pop.

He swallowed hard.

"Get up woman!" He caught her arms to haul her up. "Before you make me spill into your mouth and I never get to have what I've yearned for all this time."

"Did it not feel good?" She blinked seductively.

"Better than good! The sweetest magic I've seen yet."

"There's more..." She crooned. Walking to the bed she turned to peer over her shoulder, gleaming silver hair slipping over her back to fall down her front. Leaving the 'v' of her delicate shoulders and slender back gliding down to her rounded ass, all his to view. She turned back and put her palms to the top of her bed, sliding them along it to the other side until she was splayed over it. Her back curving upward to expose her delicious ass in offering.

"Do you want me, Sebastian?"

His gaze lifted from the pleasing plumpness of her rear up to see her vivid blue eyes peering over her shoulder again.

"You've no idea. Is this some teasing of yours. Some tormenting you intend?" He asked warily. His voice dropping to a husky murmur in his yearning to have her.

Now.

I want her now!

"Then come take what you desire..." She invited. Swaying her hips invitingly.

Lord in Heaven!

Unable to resist he skipped over to do as she ordered. "Woman, you've no idea what you're doing, do you?"

"Oh, I know exactly what I'm doing." She said so confidently that it washed away his hesitation.

She doesn't sound confused.

Or intoxicated or as if she doesn't understand...

It was a few sips of strawberry wine. She's not drunk.

But now was certainly not the time to be overthinking. He shucked his pants and caught his hardness in his fist. Slipping it along her until the tip was glinting with moisture. Then he guided it into her entrance. Softly parting her lips as he pressed in.