Thirty-One
“Please.” Lola begged, pulling at the cuffs. The metal clanged loud in his ears. The sounds of the other men on the other side of the door did nothing to change his thoughts on what he was about to do as he stepped closer.
Fingers trailing up her ankle, he marveled at the softness of her skin. The way she shivered, how a moan slipped from her throat.
“I will bring you pleasure, it will come with pain.” He said scraping his nail up her thigh, watching as it trembled. “Can you handle it?”
Lola bit her lip as her skin crawled. It was like her body needed something, she just didn’t know what. She just knew that Bodach could give her what she needed. “Yes.”
Bodach’s hand trailed higher and he could feel the heat under his fingertips. Smell the scent of her arousal perfuming the air around them. She panted his name, and he had to fight with himself. He wanted to take her now at that soft sound.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
“I shouldn’t want you as much as I do. It’s like you have me under a spell.”
“Bodach my body feels strange, I feel like I should run or, or-”
“Or come?” He asked as he grasped the hem of her skirt and she lifted her hips. Helping him slip it off of her.
“Yes.” Her eyes were wide as she looked at him. At that moment, she was the most beautiful creature he had ever beheld in his incredibly long life. Tossing the material to the side, he let out a chuckle that had her body tightening as she closed her eyes. Wishing that he would hurry up and give her the release that she craved.
“So impatient. I can’t wait to see how your body responds to me when I have the time to take you over my knee. For now,” he leaned forward, placing his hands on the bed as he kissed the arch of her foot. “I plan to give you what you need. It won’t hurt me if you loose control, in fact. I crave it.”
He dug his teeth into the tender flesh of her arch, smirking as she sucked in a breath. His eyes roamed over her legs towards the glistening curls between her thighs. Soothing the skin with his tongue, he trailed his way further up, nipping at the thin flesh that was stretched over her ankle bone. His teeth breaking the skin as he savored the heady taste of her blood.
Rich, sweet even from the few drops.
Reaching down to the front of his slacks, he adjusted his throbbing cock. Soon enough he would satisfy both of their needs.
He trailed his fingers up her thigh. Watching as she moved her legs further apart to welcome him. He couldn’t help but grin against her skin, “Such a greedy thing, aren’t you? Begging for my touch.”
“Bodach, please.”
“I will easy your suffering.” He smiled, his warm breath blowing across her skin as he bit into the flesh of her thigh and she cried out. His finger brushed over her nether lips, her honey coating his digits. She bucked her hips up, seeking contact.
Lola tugged at the restraints, feeling the metal of the cuffs dig into her skin as Bodach’s fingers made contact with her heated sex. Pushing the back of her head into the pillows as he worked his thumbs through her folds, she bit her lower lip. He spread her apart. She could hear him breathing in the scent of her pussy. She wanted to beg him again. Normally, she’d be all for him taking his time to explore her as he pleased.
Now though, she was ravenous in her need. His lips moved further up her inner thigh as he pressed a kiss against her aching clitoris. She closed her eyes at the sure stroke of his tongue as he lapped at her slit, teasing out more of her juices onto his tongue. Before settling himself more comfortable between her legs and slowly fucking her with his tongue.
She wished she could tangle her fingers into his hair, to drag his talented tongue to where she needed it most. Against the small aching bundle of nerves. His moan made her thrust her hips faster as she tried to take as much control as she could.
Bodach was in heaven, or as close as he ever thought he would get as he listened to her breathless moans. Tasting the sweet yet tart taste of her coating his tongue, her cunt feeling his nostrils. The urge to lap at her all night until she was spent was one that he couldn’t wait to experience. As it was, he’d settle for the little time he had now to work her into a frenzy as she babbled his name. Begging him, pleading. He moved his hands under her bottom and lifted her hips so he could have better access.
His thumb pressed against the tight sphincter of muscles and he groaned. He couldn’t wait to take her there too, dragging his tongue to lash at her clit.
Lola’s back arched up at the contact as he sucked the engorged flesh into his mouth. His eyes traveled along her body as he watched her struggle against the restraints. He could already feel the waves of her magic crashing over him. Fighting to pull him under her spell, he didn’t know how the merman had survived it.
Bodach had had enough. He knew if he didn’t take her soon, he’d spill his seed in his trousers as he thrust himself against the soft bedding. Moving up her body, undoing his slacks as he went. His fingers wrapped around his length and he hissed, rubbing his cock against her soaked slit.
“Is this what you want, my darling?” He asked and Lola pressed her feet flat onto the bed, trying to make him fuck her. She was wanton, and he loved the way she responded to him. “Lola, stay with me.”
“Please, please just fuck me.”
Bodach thrust into her with one fluid motion. He held himself still as he waited for her to adjust to the size of his long, thick cock. “Gods, you feel so good.”
Lola tried to rock her body, but his hands on her hips pinned her in place as he savored the way she fit around him. So perfect, like she had been made just for him. He could still feel the heat of her magic moving through him, caressing against his own.
“Do you feel that?” Lola whimpered as he started to thrust into her.
“It’s our magics greeting each other.” Bodach purred out as he moved them so Lola’s hips were back on the bed. Bracing his forearms on either side of her head, he kissed her. His tongue moving against hers as she moaned into his mouth.
She wrapped her legs around his hips, heels digging into his lower back as she tried to force him to move faster. It wasn’t enough, just as much as it was too much. The feeling spread through her as it had before with Merrow. This time stronger, like it was all-consuming. She had the feeling that if she weren’t careful, it would pull her under as well.
Groaning at the feel, Bodach threaded his fingers through her purple and white strands, tugging her head to the side. She let out a moan, and he felt her body start to clamp around his cock.
“You do like a bit of pain, don’t you?” He asked as he frantically thrust his hips, sharp teeth nipping at her chin. Moving his hand, he jerked her head to the side, harder. Teeth digging into her throat as she let out a guttural keening sound.
Bodach moaned at the taste of her, the way her body spasmed around his cock. Pulling him over, the way her magic nipped at his skin. It was all too much. He dug his teeth in deeper. His fingers pulling her hair tighter as he shot his load deep inside of her quivering body.