Thread: Spoils of Blood (Vixen_mistress and Google)

RE Spoils of Blood I hold you to a higher standard because you are a princess, if I am going to be holding anyone to a higher standard then why shouldn't it be you? He asked, a small smirk upon his lips as he ground against her, his hands on her hips but starting to roam over the rest of her body, lightly squeezing her ass, slightly running his nails up her back and over her spine, leaning his head in to brush his fangs gently over her neck and shoulder with his tongue slipping out for a moment to tease the flesh there, able to feel her heightened pulse through the skin and able to smell the fear and a touch of something more intriguing there that drew him in more. She didn't understand just how much restraint he was showing right then and there, the longer this drew on the more he wanted her... he wanted her body and her blood, he wanted to devour her in the literal and figurative fashion. The fact that he was still letting her talk rather then gagging her and pulling her down onto his cock, fucking her until she passed out... that should be a sufficient demonstration of his patience to please her. Her words though, did manage to move him, if not to mercy then something approaching it and he gave her what some might consider a gentle smile. Perhaps she wanted some semblance of romance in what was coming, or maybe she was being honest and serving him had excited her until fear over rode that. There was no regret for what he had done, the look of fear in her eyes had been delicious and he would indulge himself with that again... The hand that had been teasing its way up her spine reached her neck and then tangled itself in her hair, pulling tight just to give her a shock before he pulled her in tighter to him. She had been bold with her words, with the way she brushed her lips over his own. Some might prefer a mindless broken thing that would obey without question and do exactly what it was told, but Draken had some experience and liked a little bit of spirit. The young werewolf that he decorated with silver chains and bands back home was one of his favorite toys because though he knew she was devoted to him she still made the occasional attempt to escape or even fight him... though Ariya would no doubt replace her soon enough. With her pulled in closer he wasted no time at all, pressing his lips against hers in a hungry and passionate kiss, his tongue soon delving into her mouth and tracing over her own, stroking slowly in an attempt to draw a reaction from her, relatively gentle encouragement compared to the tactics he had used to get a reaction from her earlier. The kiss dragged on for quite some time, only breaking away to give her a chance to catch her breath and dragging his teeth over her lip as the kiss ended. You want to take your time? He asked, nipping at her ear as he whispered to her and tugging it softly. I suppose I can show a little bit of faith, if I don't give you a chance then you won't be able to surprise me after all... that is why I didn't tell you exactly what to do Princess, you will gain my approval when you do something that pleases me and when you let me down I will not hesitate to punish you. With a smirk he brushed his lips over hers again, less aggressive now as he waited for her to respond to his invitation to a kiss.