CHAPTER EIGHTY
“Little girl, you don't even know what you're asking for,”
I stood up, facing him. I took his large hands in mine and I began tracing my body with it and from the look in his eyes, I had him trapped in lust.
“You watched me the other day as I touched myself. I couldn't cum until I saw you watching me. If you are too scared of fucking me, probably because you'll like it too much, then let me watch you do the same,”
“I'm not scared I'll like it too much baby, I know I will and it drives me crazy not having you but I'm scared of hurting you,” he said breathlessly as I drew circles around my nipples with his large hands.
“If I tell you to stop, will you stop?”
“Of course! Before you're even done saying the word!” He exclaimed, the idea of doing the opposite revulsing to him.
“Then show me this monstrosity you've been talking about. I want it,” I nearly begged, this time for myself… not even the plan anymore. His touch and erotic words had become my undoing and the patch of wetness on his black sheets mocked both of us as he tried resisting me.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,”
“You promise to tell me if it hurts even the tiniest bit? Even before it hurts?”
“Even before it hurts,” I echoed, a feeling of exhilaration taking over my small frame.
I took a shaky breath as he finally stood up from the bed, his tall figure dwarfing my tiny one. I could feel the air change between us, a sort of charged one taking over. It was like we'd been waiting for this moment forever and I was so excited about it.
Deep down, I hated how much I wanted this, his touch, his hot mouth in mine, the thought of the feelings he drove from my body. I was supposed to be angry at him for hurting my planet, you know, like a good person but here I was, under the guise of seducing a man I wanted to rail me like a pricey harlot.
Anyways, I'll feel guilty later, because the moment he grabbed my neck and shoved his tongue down my throat, my thoughts evaporated, leaving me a panting and moaning mess.
His lips were so soft and hot, sparks dancing across my skin as he sucked my lips. It gave me goosebumps as well as the desire to feel his mouth on my other lips because the man did have skill with his tongue.
I don't know how he'd been able to hold off his ky’rhan from taking over because I had expected him to be shoved to the background but instead, I had Xavier kissing me ferociously, making my knees buckle in pleasure, his tongue washing away every shade of doubt, confusion or plotting.
If this was all I ever got to do before dying, it'll be the absolute best thing to have happened to me. His hands gradually left my neck where he'd held me in place as he ravaged my lips and proceeded to caress every open space of skin he could find on my body prompting me to take off the wrap for the smaller lace nighty inside.
“Fuck!” He growled, stopping his actions. I didn't like that. He could look later, now I just wanted to be kissed until I forgot my name.
I stood on my tippy toes, trying to regain access to the heaven on his lips but he seemed to have other plans. I squirmed in protest, my wants overpowering every other emotion in my body.
“Shhh,” he whispered, quieting my protests effectively as he began kissing everywhere else but my mouth. At first, I didn't care for it but as he kissed the part of my neck that held all my weaknesses, I melted into his warmth and allowed him.
“Do you know what it means to be a submissive?” He asked as he slowly traced the underside of my breast which half spilled out of the cup of the lacy nightwear I'd worn to seduce him.
“No,” I croaked.
“It means, you give me the power to please you, anytime, anywhere, anyhow,” he whispered as he sat down, drawing me closer as he kept nipping at different parts of my body.
“You get a safe word that you can say anytime you feel the tiniest bit of discomfort and I'll stop immediately,”
I nodded, the idea making me drip, the wetness trickling down my laps.
“Ugh, the scent of your wetness will be my undoing,” he moaned and I paused, panic gripping me.
“You can smell it?”
“Fuck yes,” he growled, no longer playing with me as he grabbed a breast out of my nightwear.
“I..” I lost my train of thought immediately he latched onto my nipple, his tongue swirling and licking it with intensity.
My boobs were on the heavy side and my areolas had little pink spikes that used to make me feel a bit insecure when I saw them but with the way he sucked on them, it felt like the best thing ever.
“I'll be rough sometimes and you must obey me in every way but remember it's all about you. Anything outside of your comfort zones, you tell me and I'll stop immediately,” he explained and I nodded with a buzz all over my body.
Then he paused and our eyes connected, his deep blue ones to my hazel colored ones.
“Will you be my submissive, Tessa?” he asked, as if I could say no. I was entranced by him, my world revolving around pleasing him and I was tripping with the idea that he'd be in charge of my pleasure, and the fact that it was with an unconventional person made me drip harder.
“Yes,” I whispered, my voice sounding foreign to me. So I coughed out the awkwardness and tried again. “Yes Xavier, I'll be your submissive,”
“Good girl. Now your safe word will be human. Good?”
I nodded.
“Use your words, kitten,”
“Yes,”
“Master,” he corrected, which confused me.
“What?”
“You must address me as your master,” he corrected and I held in a smile. He always pretended he didn't like it when they addressed him as master but here he was, desiring me to do it with such debauchery intentions.
“Okay,” I said and immediately, he smacked my ass.
“Ouch! What was that for?” I screeched, shocked at the burning sensation even though I liked it for some reason .
“Okay, what?” he growled and it took me a second to grasp what he meant.
“Okay, Master,” I said and the pleased look on his face turned my insides into jelly.
I was finished completely and it was because of Xavier Seth. Write that on my tombstone.
“Good kitten. I'll take great pleasure in corrupting you,” he said as he switched to my other nipple, paying it equal attention but this time, his hands began to wander around my body and soon, they headed south.
My breath was coming in short spurts as he gradually massaged my laps. His other hand gripped my ass harshly, the sensation driving me crazy. I knew I was going to cum once he did anything major because all of my body was hypersensitive at this point.
He finally connected his palm and cupped my pussy, the wetness pooling in his hands
I fell on top of him, the pleasure making me weak in the knees.
He readjusted me on his huge laps, the feeling of his cocks making an appearance as he put my ass on top of them. Although he was fully clothed down there, it still felt like he wasn't.
He wrapped his tail around me, using it to keep me in place while his hands went all over my body with wicked intentions.
I was held in place when he gave my clit one long rub, my moans filling the entire room
“Shhh, I love hearing your moans so damn much but Xy’thern loves it more so try not drive him crazier than he already is” he commanded, his eyes stern with warning.
“Yes Master,” I quipped, dying with pleasure already.
I didn't care what he wanted to do with me at this point, I just needed him to keep rubbing my clit that way or I'll combust into tiny pieces.
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