Thread: Frost Bitten (Fantasy, Rough)

Chapter 3 You flatter me, Frost spoke bluntly. His blue orbs softened as she turned her head to meet his gaze with a bit of a curious stare. You display your jugular. A sign of full submission. My bird, you wish to be free? What will you give up in order to obtain your freedom, the male fay questioned before leaning down to kiss the pulsing vein of her swan like neck. The butterfly brushes of his lips forced her to shiver. She tried to squeeze him out using her head and shoulder, only to find his thumb and forefinger squeezing the bone in her wrist. The jolt wasnt painful but enough to keep the woman from trying to stop him. Lidia had never felt such a sensation before. His lips were so cool to the touch but his breath was slightly warm. It was odd. A cry of pleasure broke free from her chest. Instantly forcing embarrassment to wash over her flesh as Frost moaned into her ear. He was careful not to set his weight on her entirely. Her back felt much better but the fairy was making her squirm with new touches. A soft tongue of his slowly licked her skin lightly before making it to her lobe. Another erotic noise escaped her which earned the woman strong push of his hips into her loins. She could feel through the damp fabric how hard and ready the male was already. The young lady didnt want to admit it but since she had calmed down, the amatory things he had started to do were feeling good. Jack couldnt help but have the need to take her. His finger tips shook a bit, relaying the excitement that was tearing through him. He wanted to claim her and fill her so badly. Frost was on the edge of depravity. Every orifice of hers was going to receive his hardened flesh and the woman is going to want more by the time he was done. It was just a matter of time before he could have her and the wait was nearly ripping him apart. A puppy like whimper rumbled from his chest before he lifted himself from her ear. Lidias cheeks were touched with rosy patches as she continued to keep her head turned away. A small smile was working its way back. He was proud of his achievement. I I dont know, she choked out before the young woman turned her gaze up at him once more. Frost nodded as he let the woman mull over what she would be willing to give him in return for her freedom. After all, to have such independence that he could give her would require something in return. You should take off your clothes, Jack pointed out as he noticed her shivering more and more. Lidia hadnt noticed, she was still coming down off her adrenaline prior. If I do, youll hurt me, the woman retorted under a soft voice. His grin slowly pulled up into a jokers smile. No, I promised I wouldnt hurt you, the prince reminded her gently with an expression she could not trust. Then why do you smile like that, Lidia asked in a tone just barely above a whisper. Jack couldnt help but to burst in to a fit of laughter. She saw right through him. It was funny for he was making no attempt to hide his intentions but even his own kind wouldnt so blatantly ask. They would squirm and shy away, blush, but not once say something they would deem disrespectful. Not to him, the royal fairy had a reputation for having a nasty temper and to incur it could spell death. The white haired being whipped his head back and let it all out. His ribs began to tense and it hurt a bit but he loved it. Frost couldnt remember when he had such a moment despite his somewhat carefree attitude. The fairy lowered himself and stole a peck from the womans full supple lips. Something changed in his eyes, Lidia thought. They seemed to have lit up more in the dim light inside of his dome. The evil grin, as she named it, had washed away and was replaced by something worth of being considered caring. The creature on top, let out a deep sigh. He let go of her wrists so he could lay his weight on his elbows, entrapping the tiny woman under him. The shift in weight and the momentum of lowering his body forced her thighs to slip higher upon his hips. Jack had slipped his knees further apart to gain better balance. The move forced toned thighs to accommodate his invasion but it was comfortable for the both of them. For the most part anyways. The woman squirmed as she realized what was firmly pressing against her loins. My dear little bird. I will name my price for your freedom. I will even customize a bit for your needs but remember I can only do so much for you. Also the fee I have in mind is not a cheap one. Lidia couldnt help but have her heart flutter at the gently tone of his voice. As the man spoke she felt him slip his palms under her back as if he was going to hug her, only to feel weightless for a moment as he lifted her the same time he sat up on his knees. A cool hand dipped low to support her lower spine. The sudden movement forced the young woman to gasp and press her palms against the velvet fabric of his blue vest but in this positon she could meet him eye to eye and the prince never once broke eye contact. The situation and his tender gaze with a hint of seriousness in his eyes, forced her to swallow hard. Lidia squirmed, only to bit her lower lip. Through the damp fabric of her jeans, the woman had inadvertently rubbed herself against his throbbing flesh. Frost paid no mind. Despite his enjoyment, he had self control. Right at that moment, he wasnt stalking her. He was offering the woman freedom. I ask for your company. You are not to leave my kingdom until I release you. In return, a home I do promise not to ever raise a hand to you. If you somehow manage to incur my wrath, I swear on my life I will not ever hit you nor allow another to do it. I can feel the welts through the fabric of this white cloth you wear. I know how you look at me. I have been around many years to see the signs of trepidation. Thats how I know youd rather die out here than go home. His gentle voice barely above a whisper, hit home inside the womans chest. The brunettes eyes began to well up. The female squirmed. I want a home, she responded. But I dont want to give away the one freedom I am trying to achieve. I dont want be trapped in a room again. My dads temper was pretty bad But the feeling of being alone is worse. Im scared to go home and thats sadder then death but again what youre asking is for me to give up on the thing that Im trying to gain Sniffles filled the air as she spoke. Lidia was starting to choke on her words. It was clear she was very upset. My little bird. I am not asking you give up on anything you dream. I simply wish for you to stay in my kingdom and its vast territory. You will not be alone. In the markets, I am sure you are bound to make friends. In my court, I assure you You will find companions. You will not be isolated. In fact, I have to run away at times to get away from my men. They worry a bit too much and with your presence in the castle I am sure theyll be on high alert. Frost couldnt help but keep his composure to be light in nature. The woman was nearly in tears and he wanted them to go away. A crying woman was one of the few things he couldnt stomach. He learned that when he was young and full of energy. It didnt stop him from groping Lidia in her situation though. Her heart shaped rump fit perfectly into his palm. The fairy squeezed it to feel the muscle tense. A purr nearly left his throat as rubbed the area to force her to squirm. Then youre touching me, Lidia blurted with her eyes shutting tightly. He couldnt help but let out another healthy laugh. Of course I am! Do you think of me some kind of gentleman? I assure you I am not. As loyal as I would be to whom I would keep as a wife, I have none! Another roar of laughter filled the dome before began to explain his actions a bit. His jovial tone was filled with a light hearted attitude but it still made the woman shiver to think she was nothing but a toy to him. You are simply an enigma I want to figure out. Hunting you has aroused me in ways I can not count. But just because I want to be inside you doesnt mean Ill hurt you. It means Im attracted to you! And yes my dear little bird I will have you. You have no say in it no matter what path you chose. Even if you go home I will follow you. Your people can not see me and so they will not stop me. I will make you mine every night if I so choose but the difference is in my home you can have the freedom to do as you want, when you want, and where you want... Even if you get a cabin the the cold forests, I still will come to you. There will be days I will only chose to rest my head on your bosom and nights I will break your womb, Jack spoke with his eyes narrowing in on her own. His tone was nearly low and threatening losing the joy that it held. His words seemed sharper this time. I will not lie, the prince continued. I am selfish. You will be my guest and mine alone. No other creature will touch you unless you allow it. And be careful before you let that happened. I can be a very jealous beast if I grow fond of something. For now, you are mine if you agree to my terms. Frost dropped his voice to a mere whisper. He wanted her to listen and nothing better than making someone hear you by lowering your volume. Lidia blinked. Reality of who was holding her in his arms was sinking in. She blinked quickly to try and clear her eyes but only his star burst visions filled her sight. You really are Jack Frost. The stories lie about you, she grumbled. He was supposed to be a nice guy, she thought. Instead he was a spoiled prince who liked to rape women. The fairy with the white hair chuckled. Ive seen the tv shows and how they portray me now. No The real stories are the older ones. The ones where disrespectful wenches earned my wrath and I made common maidens into rich nobles. His snappish tone forced Lidia to pause. Her quirking gaze had the creature wrinkle his nose and turn his eyes the other way. Bad memory, the woman in his arms teased after a moment of courage. To her surprise his cheeks puffed out and his nose continued to wrinkle in frustration. I tried to grow a beard ok?! My old man has one And have you ever seen a fairy or an elf with one?! If we do it grows thin and in patches, the prince nearly shouted in frustration. Lidia couldnt help it. His narrow features and sharp cheek bones on top of his puffed cheeks made him appear ridiculous. Her clear laughter bubbled Frosts heart. One thing he was horrible at doing was getting a woman to really open up to him. Humans werent as guarded as his kind. That much Jack figured out through the ages. He struggled so much with the opposite sex of his own race, it caused him to harm others without thinking. The brunettes merriment forced him to seal the deal. Cool thin lips forced their way over her parted supple warm ones. Dark hazel green eyes flared open while blue orbs shut. Lidia felt the tingle of something over her skin. Like ants crawling through the hairs of her arms and traveled slowly down her back. It tickled and made her shiver. The sensation was distraction allowing Frost to deepen the kiss. A cool tongue pressed past her seal and invade her mouth. The shock caused the woman to try and push him away. The female struggled only to have a hand slip around the back of her neck and earn a deep growl from his chest. The feelings he was pushing on to the tiny woman made her whimper. It felt good, he tasted wonderful, and all of it made Lidia dizzy. Her chest hurt for some reason it wasnt until she realized she was holding her breath. The kiss was heated, slow, and it made the young female wonder if Jack had sucked on a peppermint. He tasted like a sweet piece of candy. Rough pads of his fingers combing over base of skull, through her hair, again, made Lidia shiver. Her eyes finally fluttered shut and she thought she felt the man purr under her digits pressed firmly to his chest. The prince lowered the woman onto the ground. He could feel the air growing warming around her but doubt she would even notice. Their bodies were creating ripple of warm air and he was pushing the cold back. Like a pocket of warm air inside another pocket of just slightly cooler air. Lidia found herself kissing back. The fur lined cloak acted like a blanket under her. It was accepting of her almost. The hard ground under it seemed to soften as the embracing kiss did not break. Frost wouldnt allow it. To show her he could be trusted meant such little things as this would not part him from her. Instead the male was feeling every ounce of his own hood being suffocated behind tight cloth. His excitement was painful. If he was on a hunting party, he would have already taken off his breeches. The loin cloth under it wasnt doing much good either. The woman was going to kill him, the fairy of winter just knew it...