~Matteo~Those two little words had me grinning triumphantly because as much as she claimed to detest being my 'guest', the truth was I could smell how aroused she was at my touch! I could hear her heart racing at my closeness and feel how her body responded to me. She may think herself my slave.. but the truth was we both were.. to the bond I felt forming for her! I hated weakness, and she was a weakness, but one I was willing to risk my sanity for, but only for tonight. "Are you sure?" I asked, my free hand winding into her wet hair to pull her neck to the side so I could have better access to her beautiful neck and the area where a mate's mark should lay. Suckling on it, I felt my cock harden painfully at the delicious moans that left her rosy lips. "Fuck!" I whispered, knowing I was going to cave to my wolf's primal instincts if she kept on stalling and mate and fuck her before she even knew what the hell she was. I just hoped a little taste of her would satisfy my cravings for
~Emmy~"Because I am your sex slave! Yes, I remember!" I gigged, still high from the explosion in my core."I can think of worse things than being tied to his bed as a sex slave!" The lude voice in my head teased, and I agreed with her for once. "Are you sure?" Matteo asked, his lips trailing up my neck back to my ear as I hummed with delight. Clenching around his fingers that were still buried inside me, I turned to look over my shoulder at him. His vibrant green eyes stole the air from my lungs momentarily. "I believe I have already said I don't ask twice." I grinned slyly. I don't know where I expected my boldness to get me, but something about the dark glint in his eyes and how his cheek twitched told me I had bitten off more than I could chew. "I believe you did!" He replied as he stood in the tub, his clothes saturated and sticking to his defined torso. I knew he would be ripped under his fancy suits; a man as particular about how he presents himself to the world wouldn't jus
~Matteo~I could smell her arousal, and it was possibly the sweetest scent I had ever had the pleasure of inhaling!"I bet it tastes as good as it smells!" Blaze moaned eagerly, and we were on the same page, for once. Pulling from her lips, with a sly smirk curling the corners of my lips, my hands found hers, pulling them from my body as I swallowed the sweet metallic taste of her blood that graced my tongue. She tasted of pure, unfiltered power! "It must be her gypsy geans!" Blazed groaned as the rush from her blood crashed through us; unable to stay apart from her a moment longer, I kicked her legs apart and stepped into them, smirking, feeling her try to fight my hold on her wrists. "Slaves.. obey!" I winked at her, leaning over her body and pushing her back on the bed. "Or they get punished..""Do you want to get punished?" I purred into her ear, seeing a spark ignite in her face. Her eyes danced with excitement, and I couldn't help the laugh that escaped my lips. "Of course you
~Matteo~Looking through the drawer, I grinned, finding the small black velvet bag I had not used in a while. Pulling the pink silk thread, I checked the contents and smiled, pleased with what I found inside. Posed to close the drawer, I paused, seeing a silken blindfold. Tilting my head to the side, I looked over at Emmy, seeing her watching me despite my order to close her eyes. "Well, well, I guess that answers that!" I grinned, grabbed it, and closed the drawer. Heading over to the base of the bed, I watched her eyes still drinking me in hungrily. "Do you not want to remove your trousers? You must be cold!" She uttered, watching me, a smile tugging at her lips. "I am hot-blooded!" I shrugged. "But if there is another reason you want me to take them off, please voice it!" I grinned, calling her bluff. As if sensing my game, she pursed her lips tightly, a sign she would not give me what I wanted.. not yet, anyway! Kneeing her leg's back open, I leaned over her, placing the velvet
~Matteo~ "Use your words!" I demanded, licking at her nipple greedily. "Tell me exactly what you want!" "Your mouth, lower.. between my legs!" She stammered, her breath catching in her throat. With a grin, I stroked her nipple between my fingers while biting at the other over the metal clamp. Hearing her confession had my dick pulsing with excitement. "Fuck!" I growled; the way she moaned with pleasure would be enough to finish me if I wasn't careful! My fingers slid down her body, paying attention to her natural curves the whole time my mouth played tribute to her beautiful breasts."You're gorgeous!" I admitted, stroking my hand lower between her thighs and across her wet slit. She raised up to meet my touch, and I clicked my tongue in disapproval while removing my hand, wanting her to know she would not be setting the pace. I would. "So needy!" I teased as I feasted ravenously on her tits, those beautiful rosy nipples as hard as points from the clamps and the way I nibbled an
~Matteo ~ "I can't wait to eat you; I am going to cover your pussy with my mouth and devour you until you are begging me to stop." I admitted sliding a finger inside her and coating her pretty slit with the proof of her arousal. "I won't ask you to stop!" She whined, grinding her hips against my finger. I wanted to push a second inside her, but fuck she was so tight I couldn't. "If you want me to do that, if you want my lips on your body, you have to open yourself to me.""I am on a bed, naked and blindfolded. How much more open do you want Matteo? Stop stalling." She growled in frustration. With a sly smirk rolling over my lips, I laid out my terms."Draw your knees up, and open your pussy for me. Do you understand?" I questioned. Only a second passed before she drew her knees up and exposed her dripping pink slit to me, leaving me with no doubt that she wanted this! "Not so shy anymore, huh, baby!" I teased, staring at the beautiful view before me. She had no idea how hard I was
~Emmy~"Matteo?" I asked as I opened my eyes. I had been coming around for a few minutes, and visions of Matteo and I had been dancing across my eyelids, sending a flush to my cheeks and a familiar warmth to my core. God, If I had known sex could feel like that, I would have agreed to marry one of the boys in the community years ago. "Like your mother would have let you!" Dierder announced, making me groan. Turning over in the bed, expecting to feel Matteo beside me, I frowned as my hands searched the bed to find it empty. The soft blue bedding I had been lying on, now replaced with fluffy white shit! Bolting upright, I gasped as pain shot through my breasts from my nipples. Given what I had allowed him to do to me last night, I guess that was to be expected. Cupping my chest, I frowned, feeling the softest silken material covering me, not to mention the sensation of something pulling on my boobs."What the.." Pausing, my eyes fell on the PJs I had been gifted from Matteo when I ar
~ Emmy ~"Fuck! Creep much!" I snarled, recovering my breasts as they pulled in the most erotic of ways. Looking up at the male as he turned, I sighed deeply. I rolled my eyes, seeing it was the same guard from yesterday. I knew better than to wait for him to answer. Pushing past him, I headed down the corridor to the central part of the penthouse, where I assumed Matteo would be at this time of day, most likely eating his breakfast while reading whatever outdated newspaper he had delivered. For such an attractive son of bitch he sure liked weird shit! Standing in the doorway to the dining room, my eyes surveyed the scene before me: the same table as yesterday set up for breakfast, with the same chef as yesterday standing at the seat at the head of the table. Matteo's seat! I watched through narrowed eyes as the chef poured coffee. I could smell Matteo, even if I couldn't see him. Waltzing over towards the table, my arm still cupping my chest, I paused, seeing Matteo's shoulders st