The Harem- The Burning Beauty

Chapter Nine- Devoured & Claimed

Devoured & Claimed.

“What steals your mind from this moment?” Elizabeth asked, still panting and sweating and with her long legs trapping Julius atop her. He was hardly breathing laboriously from the work he’d just put both of their bodies through. With one swift shift of the legs, he was out of her grip and suddenly sitting at the foot of the bed with his back to her. The smooth glow of his skin glistened in the light that poured from the fire place and a few lit candles. What was he to say to her, he thought as he pulled his fingers through his unbound hair. Her body was amazing as usual, and he always enjoyed her company. Yet, she was not what he wanted. The fire that was scorching his skin and bring his blood to a boil with in him, to an uncontrollable ache that caused tremors to run through him, was all due to Cassandra. To have but one taste of her skin would help him learn control once more...or so he hoped.

“It is her isn’t it?” Her voice was just at his right ear and just as soon as she had spoken, her arms had snaked about his waist. He watched her legs slip to his sides and felt the soft press of her lips and breasts at his back.

“You can tell me Master, I will understand...”

“Would you? Would you truly understand with the absence of Anger?” He asked, his voice hoarse and tired.

“I hope to...”

“You were always honest Liz” He managed a slight smile at her answer.

“Why does this one affect you so? I lay with you for hours and I give you everything; all my passion and love, yet it does not move you. All I feel and taste is your need, but my body knows it is not for me. Why? Must I deny you, fight you and make you yearn for me to have you feel the same? Julius?”

Rarely did Elizabeth use his name. She was always respectful when addressing him, even if she was bold enough to question him. Julius couldn’t find words for any of her concerns of questions. Was this how the others viewed him now? Did they all believe that that was the only way to grab his attention now? What had he allowed Cassandra to do to him? Elizabeth was right; he had changed.

Slowly, he turned and she followed him until she was straddling his bare thighs. He could feel the smooth surface of her mound and it was on of the things about her that drove him hard in the arms of madness. He’d noticed that Cassandra was basically bare in those regions as well, which made him wonder if she had too followed this custom. He was going to explode if he thought about it any longer.

“See?” Elizabeth whispered in his ears. He looked up and felt as if he was surfacing from a dream. His eyes looked her over; a beauty she was with all those soft spirals of red curls tumbling about her face.

“What is it my darling?” He murmured.

“You cam hardly see me though I rest so provocatively in your lap. What would happen if she were to finally yield to your will? Would I never see your bed again? Would-”

“Stop. Please. You were my first Liz. How could I ever forget you?” He threaded his fingers through her hair and clasped the back of her neck. The look in her eyes said she didn’t believe a word he’d said.

“I don’t know Julius, but it feels as if I and the others have become nothing in your world ever since a new flower sprung up in your garden. She’s becoming your favourite and you do not even know her body as yet. That frightens me my love.”

Julius sighed and rolled them both back into bed. Elizabeth had been there for him much more than the others had. She’d been the one in the beginning to drive away the cold and the pain of loneliness. She deserved more than he had given her. Julius kissed her gently because he had felt horrible for hurting her and making her believe her worth had diminished and she served no purpose to him. He wanted and had to show her differently even though he’d fallen in deep inescapable lust with his new pet.