Duke Rosenfield's party

*Chapter 18*
"Let me see," I said softly when I compelled Frederick to look at me.
He blinked and leaned to my touch. I caressed my thumb to his cheek where I slapped him back in my chamber.
"Does it still hurt?" I asked softly when Frederick hugged my side and buried his face to the crook of my neck to sniff me.
"It doesn't hurt..." he murmured to my skin as he started kissing my neck.
I ignored the sexual sensation as I gently clutched his hair while my eyes were glued to the window of the carriage. Ever since we left the pack, I provided Frederick to treat him well after his first playtime with me.
I allowed him to rain me some kisses on my shoulders and neck which was why I wasn't complaining. I even had to check his cheek that I slapped earlier.
"You really smell so good, my goddess," he whispered huskily.
His lips that had been wandering on my neck and collarbones sent shivers down my spine. I sighed in contentment and sided my head so I could bestow him good access to my neck.
Then I felt his hands massaging under my breasts, creating anticipation in my body. My wolf and I leaned to his touch.
"My goddess, I want to please you... I want to make you the happiest woman in bed..."
I almost moaned at his words. It felt so good that he was thinking that Frederick wanted to pleasure me. This made me more aroused than the other men I had fooled around with.
Perhaps, this mate bond we had, has added as an advantage to increase my libido that was meant for Frederick only. Even though he was just whispering his carnal thoughts, it already made me wet and made my wolf beg to be ravished by him only.
I patted his head. "Easy, boy..." I ceased him.
Frederick looked up at me. His eyes were filled with lust and desire. His hot breath was fanning close to my face making him more erotic for real.
I made him recline to his seat while I placed my hand to his inner thigh. His breath thickened. He looked down to see my hand going its way up near his crotch.
"My... goddess..." He groaned and leaned more to his seat when I caressed his bulging trousers.
"Oh, Frederick... You really know how to impress me," I uttered softly, watching his reaction when I sprang up and stroked up and down his hard cock when I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers. He looked up to the ceiling as his breath was getting heavy. I smirked at his reaction when his hand traveled to my breast to capture it.
I had a wicked idea when I checked the window to see we were almost there to the Rosenfield mansion.
I leaned forward to lick the tip of his manhood which earned him a gasp. "Don't ruin my hair." I glared up at him when Frederick was about to reach my hair. I sat up straight and compelled him to look at me by grabbing his jaw while he was panting heavily. "I am not going to that party with my hair disheveled, Frederick. If you dare to ruin it, I swear, I am not going to forgive you this time around. Do you get me?" I asked in a firm tone.
With his heavy breathing, Frederick nodded. "Yes. I understand, my goddess."
"Good." I released his jaw and returned back to pleasuring him. He groaned and whimpered under my touch when I stroked him up and down. I leaned forward to his ear. "Don't be shy, darling. Moan for your goddess. Moan if you like what I am doing to you," I whispered seductively to his ear.
He groaned at first when I was stroking him. He was being stubborn and didn't want to follow what I said. But the moment I had his cock inside my mouth, Frederick surrendered to my control and moaned, not minding that I was hearing him.
He shouldn't be humiliated about that. I loved it when men were moaning around my touch. It made me look like I was pleasuring them just as they already pleasured me through that sound.
"My goddess..." He held to the side of the carriage when I played my tongue around his manhood. Then I started bobbing my head up and down creating a sloshing sound that made me wet. "Shit... Novalie... You are so fucking good!"
I smirked at his compliment. But I squinted my eyes when he called me on my name again. This man was really stubborn. Even though I scolded him so many times not to call me by my name, he would still dare it.
I looked up at him to see him leaning more to his seat. His hands were clenching as his eyes were closed. Then Frederick moaned under my touch which made me smile and did my best to please this man until I could feel that he was close to his peak.
When I felt his cock twitching in my mouth, I halted and distanced myself away from him. Then I reached for his ear. "You are not allowed to cum until I say so," I spoke firmly.
"What..." He creased his forehead and slowly opened his eyes. "What did you say..." His voice sounded like he was sleepy as he was panting heavily.
I sat across from him and crossed my legs. "You are not allowed to cum." I reclined to my seat and situated my skirt.
I looked up when Frederick growled. "Why the hell am I not allowed?" He clenched his teeth, glaring at me. I only smiled as an answer which earned a growl again from him. "You are playing a dangerous game, Novalie."
He was about to stroke himself when I halted him by placing the heel of my shoe to his cock. I leaned forward as well, looking at him earnestly. "Do touch yourself, darling. I swear, I will not play with you anymore." That earned him a growl of warning. I tilted my head, looking at him innocently. "What you experienced a while ago shall be your first and last time if you dare to defy me." I smiled sweetly but I turned it into an earnest one when I pressed the sole of my foot to his hard cock, earning a painful expression from him. He also groaned in pleasure. "Also, about the dangerous game... I am the one who plays my own rule here so... Learn. To. Obey. Do you understand, hmm?"
He hissed in pain before he nodded. "Y-Yes... m-my goddess..." He held my ankle. "P-Please... It hurts."
"I don't care," I said, smirking as I pressed my heel more. I felt my clit throbbed in need seeing him in pain right now.
It was so fascinating that this man thought that I would treat him only for pleasure. He didn't understand that this pleasure is for me only. I loved seeing my slave in pain. Perhaps, he might like them too soon.
Stepping on his crotch right now is just the start of the pleasure.
How much more if I get to use my flogger, ball gags, chastity belts, spanks, canes, whips, spreader bars, and nipple clamps as starters for my Frederick?
My, my... Then I would go to the extreme soon with him in the near future.
I compelled him to look at me. "Darling, once I invite you to my chamber, I want to restrain your body. Then I will do things that I will see pain and pleasure in your handsome face..." I licked his lips. He almost chased me if I hadn't seized him by placing my finger to his forehead. I even moaned that Frederick tried to reach me but I slapped his hands.
"My goddess..." There was frustration smeared in his voice. "I want to cum... Please make me cum," he pleaded when I returned to my seat after Frederick hid his hard cock under his trousers.
I cracked a chuckle seeing his bulging crotch. That made me feel excited especially since we were almost there at the mansion of the Rosenfield.
"I will say when you can cum." I beckoned my hand informing him to kneel before me which he did. He even carefully held my hand when I bestowed it to him. "That is right. You must worship me, Frederick. A lowly creature like you must understand that a goddess like me has no match for someone like you," I said, holding my head high. "Do you agree, my brainless pet?" I asked seductively while caressing his cheek.
Frederick nodded dreamily. He acted like he was being chanted at my touch.
He kissed the back of my palm before he looked at me with lustful gazes. "Yes, my goddess. I am grateful that a slave like me has the chance to be with my goddess," Frederick said, looking hypnotized right now.
The carriage halted which made me smile knowing that we had arrived. "Well, if you understand that, then you are not allowed to touch yourself even from the times I am not watching you. Am I making myself clear, darling?"
"Yes, my goddess," Frederick answered immediately.
"Good boy." I caressed his hair, remaining a stoic expression. Somehow, there was disappointment and frustration in his eyes. "Now be a gentleman and be the escort as you should be." I tapped his cheek and sided my head, indicating to him that he needed to go out first.
Having a hard time, I snickered at Frederick's awkward moment when he got down from the carriage. He closed the carriage door first as I heard him softly hissing and cursing under his breath.
I brought my compact mirror and checked myself. I saw my face having a mischievous grin.
Let's see if you will defy me this time, Frederick. I swore I will stop playing with you. I chanted those words to my head as I was watching him situate the lapel of his cutaway coat before he cleared his throat and changed his expression into an earnest one. Then he opened the carriage door like a good escort.
Frederick laid his hand to me. "My lady, Viscountess Argerich, we have arrived," announced by him.
I accepted his hand. I shivered at the contact of our hands. Even though I was wearing some evening gloves, I could still feel the waves of electrifying shivers traveling through my skin. It felt so good having them which made my wolf calm and chaotic at the same time having Frederick around.
Frederick was the one who averted his gaze and shifted his expression devoid of emotion. That impressed me.
He was able to shift his emotions from looking at me wanting to be a lovey-dovey to a flawless, cold facade one when we came to meet the young duke of Merino, Lancelot Rosenfield.
I took a sigh and curtsied before him. "Greetings, Your Grace, Duke Lancelot Rosenfield of Merino," I greeted politely when I was the one who needed to present myself. "I am here to attend on behalf of the House of Westervelt."
The young duke had a captivating smile when he offered his hand to me. I gladly bestowed it to him. "Greetings to you, too, Lady Novalie Westervelt, Viscountess of Erast. I am pleased to meet you again," he said politely and kissed the back of my hand.
"I am hoping you are not provoking me this time around, Your Grace," I stated in a sweet smile hearing that he called me on Reginald's surname which in fact that I expressed for a very long time to my fellow nobles that I didn't change my maiden surname to that asshole's surname.
Duke Rosenfield chuckled. "My bad. My apologies, Viscountess *Argerich*," he said, emphasizing my maiden surname. "Marquis Argerich hasn't arrived yet. I thought you and your father would come together."
I secretly gnashed my teeth while maintaining a sweet smile. He knew that my father and I weren't on good terms yet here he was, trying to provoke me.
"I am living in a different household so it is pretty normal that I won't be joining my father arriving here. Right?" I looked at him with a perilous glare.
This duke... One more word from him and I could have sworn, I would ruin his night if he keeps on provoking me. I don't care if he has the influence amongst our peers but I couldn't allow him to keep on provoking me.
"Of course, you are right." He bowed his head. Then he looked beside me. His smile gradually dissipated before Duke Rosenfield arched his eyebrow. "Oho... Who is this man, my lady? Why does he look like he wants to strangle me right now?" There was a furtive smile playing on his lips. "Is this Viscount Westervelt's person or one of the male slaves I am hearing about?"
I glanced at Frederick who looked like he wanted to kill Duke Rosenfield in an instant. "He is my escort. Do not mind him. He is just being overprotective to his master," I said nonchalantly.
"Oh? Overprotective?" Duke Rosenfield's lips stretched to an interesting one before he nodded and looked at me. "Come in then. Please enjoy yourselves," he said politely.
"I will," I said, curtsying and smiling at him.
My smile died down as soon as we were out of the sight of that deranged duke. He had an aura of a casanova. Though he wasn't different from me, I still didn't like that man. I never liked him in the first place ever since he hasn't had that highest noble status amongst the noble factions.
"Do you not know when to behave, do you?" I turned around when I found a place that was just the two of us only.
Frederick creased his forehead. "Me? I didn't do anything." I didn't say anything. I wanted him to realize his mistakes. He must have realized it when I noticed there was annoyance registered on his handsome face. "He is harassing you!" he spoke in a low, harsh tone. He even growled but I halted him by pulling down his collar so he could meet my eyes in an equal gaze.
I almost rolled my eyes when his eyes glowed a little. "Stop your wolf, Frederick. I am only a Viscountess and he is a Duke. Do remember that his noble status is higher than mine so do not meddle with him unless it is necessary," I uttered through gritting my teeth. "You do not know how the aristocratic culture works so shut the hell up and tame your wolf for being overprotective and possessive," I commanded him firmly. "Do you understand?" I immediately asked when I saw him that he was about to protest.
His jaw tightened as he deeply stared back into my eyes. We fought dominance by glaring at each other. This man never wanted to back down which made me annoyed.
Why was it so hard for him to always obey me?
He was an unruly, vile brat that always made my blood boil.
"Do you understand me, Frederick?" I asked one more time. This time I masked my tone with a threatening one.
If he kept defying me, I had no choice but to discard him already. He knew that so he must make a good choice.
Frederick sighed in exasperation while he was gnashing his teeth. "Yes, my goddess," he spoke, snorting like this was against his will.
"Good." I released him and situated his collar properly. "Now, be a good boy. If you behave for just the whole night, I will allow you to taste me as soon as we get home."
He exhaled sharply as his eyes were filled with lust and desire upon hearing my bargain.
At that time, Frederick had no choice but to agree with me.
That was a good bargain which he needed to grab because I was being considerate with him again.
And he must be grateful for that.