His voice made me shiver with delight as he ran his hands through my hair, I was ready for my reward.
Stolas chuckled and pulled my head back, hovering over me with lust in his eyes. Every inch of my body was aching to be filled with him.
"Listen close love, I have a few preferences."
I didn't move, I was frozen, he looked like a Greek God in his bathrobe, his hair was still wet and slightly tangled, he looked truly wild and I had no chance of taming him. His hands were warm as he gently stroked my cheek, and I had the stupidity to relax. He undid the bathrobe and held my hands above my head, tying them to the headboard with the belt, all in a matter of seconds, I gasped and looked into his eyes.
"Any preferences, love? Or shall I take the lead?" His voice was low and crisp, sending me into a frenzy all the way to my core. I didn't know what I wanted at the moment, my only thoughts were him.
"I want to.." I managed to breath out, leaving him curious with a deadly smile on his perfect lips.
"You want what, love? Use your words." He cooed, he knew damn well what he was doing to me, I shook my head and focused.
"Whatever you want." I said fast, wanting him to get to the point, the air was thick with anticipation, I'm sure he could smell my arousal. His smile grew and he sat back, in between my legs that I hadn't realised were wide open. He crossed his huge arms over his chest, I could almost see everything since the bathrobe was now hanging loosely on his shoulders, I didn't dare look down.
"You want that? Well, I should warn you, this isn't for the faint hearted." He stated while licking his lips, I had to resist the urge to shudder.
He hopped off the bed and walked over to some drawers, he pulled out a box of condoms and looked over his shoulder at me, smirking. He then walked over to where he cut himself and picked up the knife. I started trying to wriggle my hands free when he went into the bathroom to wash the knife, I didn't hear him open the door and walk out until he started laughing.
"There's no escape now, are you sure you want this, Charlotte?" The way he said my name made me want to hear it over and over again, it sounded so perfect rolling off his tongue. He walked over, as he took a certain step the bathrobe came undone completely, he paused and I stole an obvious glance and the sheer size of it made me giddy with excitement. My gaze went back to his face when I realised I'd made it obvious. Seeing the smile on his face made me blush.
"Don't be shy, this is all yours." He said, holding his hands out clearly gesturing to himself. He held up the knife and shoved it into the headboard a few inches away from my face. He was on top of me in a matter of seconds.
I realised that my monster was still present so I went to banish it back into my mind but he stopped me with a passionate kiss.
"I'd like her to stay, it will make it so much more enjoyable for the both of us."
He shrugged the bathrobe off and shifted himself, his reaction was nothing compared to mine, he didn't even flinch, it was a silent movement, his wings came out and fluttered slightly before settling while his tail swished back and forth slowly.
"Do you trust me Charlotte?"
I almost said no, the way he moves makes it impossible to guess his next move. Deep down there was something telling me to scream yes.
"I trust you." I almost whispered, he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine ever so slightly, teasing me. He pulled the knife from the headboard and pulled on the shirt he had given me. In one swift movement he drove the knife through the fabric, tossing the remains of the shirt to the floor. I looked down amazed that my bra had survived all the shifting. He took his time to study my newly exposed body, running his finger down the middle of my chest all the way to the waistband of the boxers. He brought it back up and stopped at the lace of my bra, he took both straps in his hands and snapped them loose, leaving my breasts exposed, he tossed it to the floor. I moaned into his touch.
"Oh my goddess will you stop being such a gentleman!" I rushed out and his gaze snapped to me. He slowly ran his finger down my chest and stopped once he got the waistband, he didn't need the knife so he placed the handle in his mouth while he pulled the boxers down, leaving me fully naked and aching for his touch. I moaned again when he stroked my clit, toying with me. He looked me up and down once more before delving his fingers into my wet pussy without warning, I screamed out in pleasure and opened my legs wider for him.
"You don't cum unless I tell you to, understood?" He commanded huskily, I nodded even though I didn't have full belief in that statement.
He dipped his head and shoved his tongue in, replacing his fingers that were tracing circles on my inner thigh. He sucked and toyed with me, never quite reaching the spot I needed him to.
"Stolas.." I moaned. He stopped and looked at me, lust shining in his eyes.
"Yes, Charlotte?" He purred my name and I was left speechless, I completely forgot what I was going to say so I just begged.
"Please.."
"Please what, love?"
I didn't even know.
He delved his fingers back inside of me and I felt my orgasm reaching a climax, I moaned, loud and desperate.
"Good girl." He took his fingers out and popped them into his mouth, tasting me.
"So wet already? I've barely even started." He pushed himself up and brought his face to mine, he looked at me with a playful glint in his eyes. He pressed his lips to mine aggressively and shoved his tongue into my mouth, he pulled back and studied my face, stroking my cheek.
"Can you taste yourself on my lips Charlotte?"
Yes, and fuck that's hot. He leaned down and planted soft kisses on my neck, he stopped once he reached the spot where I was yet to be marked, he whispered in my ear.
"You're such a good little sub, I know my love can be the killing kind."
He licked and sucked on the spot, I arched my back and moaned into him, rubbing my aching core against him, I could feel his excitement pressed against my stomach, throbbing. He pulled back and looked down at me, a smirk spread across his face and he pressed his cock against my throbbing core, I moaned.
"Look at you, such a beautiful tangle of lust and need, Beg for it Charlotte."
"Please Stolas, I can't.." I whispered the last part, he smiled devilishly and pushed himself deep inside me, I gasped and dug my nails into the belt, he returned to the spot on my neck, peppering it with kisses before violently sucking, he started off with a steady rhythm before his thrusts became harder and faster, I struggled to keep my climax away.
"Mark me!" I screamed, he placed one hand on the nape of my neck, pulling me closer to him. I felt his fangs against my warm skin, I relaxed and he dug them into my skin, waves of pain coarse through my body, my grip on the bonds tightened as they started to rub against my wrist, I hope it leaves a bruise. The pain was quickly replaced by pleasure, and I shivered, the contact was sending shocks through me, it felt incredible.
He pulled his teeth out and concentrated on his thrusts, he shoved his tongue into my mouth and expertly commanded my attention. He pulled back and whispered so softly to me that the words coming out of his mouth seemed foreign.
"Cum for me love."
With the next thrust I reached my climax and released myself, spilling my juice all over him with a loud moan, I could feel the bond ripping as my nails dug deeper. Once he was satisfied he shoved his tongue back into my mouth, his thrusts suddenly became more violent, he took his tongue out of my mouth and started to suck on my mark, causing my back to arch, he let out a loud and threatening growl, the sound of a male releasing sent shivers through me, his thrusts slowed down and so did his kisses, a gentle rhythm settled between the two of us as I relaxed into the softness of his bed, listening to his steady heartbeat.
He pulled out and sat back to study my figure. My face felt so hot and my knees were slightly shaking. I'm not going to be able to walk for a week. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead before hopping off the bed, he reached down and grabbed the knife, putting it on the bedside table. He disposed of the condom and came back over to me, releasing my hands. I sat up straight and stretched, already feeling the soreness in between my legs.
I slid off the bed and grabbed onto him for balance, my legs were shaking.
"Come here love." He whispered softly before picking me up and carrying me to the bathroom. He ran a bath for me and placed me in, caressing my cheek.
"I'll leave you to clean yourself up, I'll change the sheets, holler out if you need anything."
He walked out and I relaxed into the warm water, letting out the longest sigh ever. He was so incredibly perfect in every way, even his monster was a sex God.
I closed my eyes and took steady breaths, my legs had stopped shaking, I looked up and saw more carvings, I looked over each and every one of them, running them over in my mind. One of them looked to be more of a prediction, it was Koi standing before a crowd.
A King.