Walking with the Vampire |COMPLETE|

58. Torture

The day was very young when Lily broke into Edgar's small room, quietly closing the door behind her.
He was fast asleep when she entered but as far as the new evidence showed, he really wasn't.

'What are you doing?' He asked her rubbing his eyes and yawning.

'The boss man doesn't like the way you've been looking at him.'

Edgar scoffed.
'So you broke into my room like a third just to tell me that?'
When Lily didn't laugh or say a thing, Edgar caught on fast.
'He asked you to do something about it. And you said yes?'

She shrugged.
'He threatened to report us to the mistress if I didn't torture you.'

'Well, he doesn't know just who he's dealing with.' Edgar says up grabbing his joggers from the floor.

'Oh stop and think.'
Lily used a spell to flip him back on the bed.
'He's wearing the skin of a Tchkovsky and last I checked we're still in the Tchkovsky Manor one of the most warded and fortified buildings in the valley.
You so much as sneeze at him in the wrong way and you're a dead man. Demon or vampire.'

'So you're going to torture me? I'd like to see you try.'
Lily flipped her hair and laughed. She knew he was stronger than she was so she wouldn't take him head-on.
'What can I say Ed. He wants his report. And don't you worry your little head, he gave me enough gray areas to torture you as much as I want.'
Lily sat on the creaking bed and leaned over him.
'However, I want.' She kissed his forehead.

Edgar's eyes shone brightly with the prospect of the unspoken promise.

'You shouldn't be making him angry Eddie. Most of all you shouldn't be defending that child.'
Her husky voice almost displaced the weight of her words in his mind.

'He's a child, Lil. Harris was out of place.' He argued.

'And you might be right. But at this point in time, that demon calls most of the shots wearing that skin.'
Her hands drew lazy circles on his chest and around his nipples which stood at attention begging to be kissed.

'I missed you.' Edgar said propping himself up hunting for a kiss which Lily smoothly avoided.
She kissed every inch of his face except his lips and even traveled down his chest and then his nipples.

Lily looked up wanting to see the expression on his face. He was looking right back at her biting his lower lip to the cage in the groan.

'Take off your clothes.' He told her.
'I want you naked.'

She pulled away from his chest.
'No Eddie, I make the rules.' She smiled devilishly.
'You take off your pants and boxers.'

She stretched languidly on the bed. She touched herself and watched him remove the only article of clothing he wore in a stripper-like fashion moving his hips as he went along.
It was the sexiest thing she'd ever seen.

Then he joined her in the bed reaching for her. But she ducked.
'Uh-uh-uh. I lead and you follow. Not yet.'

'I don't like these rules.'
Little did he know, she wasn't done setting them. This was to be torture after all.

She laid him flat on his back, slowly lowered herself, facing away from him, until he was sheathed to the hilt and moved to an intoxicating rhythm.

His thrusts became irregular, the indicator that he was near. She secretly smiled, a smile she knew would raise red flags in his head if he saw.
Lily let the smile fall when turned around with him still in her. The sensation hitched her breath and for a second she almost threw out her plan. Which would have been a mistake, since she would enjoy that even more?
Now she faced him and completed the first spell she had been moaning.
All he could do was a wonder. Finally, she kissed him, linking their tongues and completing the final part of her second spell.