“Are you pleased to see the last of the collar?” he asked.
“You well know that I am,” she responded.
“Perhaps you would give me a reward for a job well done?”
“I have nothing to give and you know that too.”
“I thought perhaps a small sign of favor? Maybe a kiss?”
She turned a fiery red and looked away. “Why would you ask that of me?”
“I enjoyed the last one you bestowed upon me and since you felt nothing, what would it hurt?” It was manipulation, pure and simple, and that was usually not his style but he burned for her. The thought of tasting her sweet lips again was just too tantalizing an opportunity to miss.
“Very well,” she whispered, but he heard her clearly. His blood pumped and his body throbbed. He stepped closer and pulled her into his arms. She felt as if she belonged there and current seemed to run through him. It was an addictive feeling he could well grow used to.
He lowered his lips to hers since it didn’t look as if she planned to initiate the kiss any time soon. Her lips were soft and they opened for him. He took advantage of the opportunity to plunge his tongue into her mouth and explore. A connection seemed to be forming between them and he felt light headed as his breath sped up and his heart raced.
What did it mean? There was no way to be sure but he would figure it out over time. They should stop now, but he just couldn’t do it. His hands stroked her velvety skin and he cupped her breast through her clothes. Everything about her seemed perfect to him and her breasts felt heavy in his hands. A knock on the door made her pull away startled, but her eyes were bright and her lips red and swollen from his kiss.
“Come in,” Jorge said.
“I paid the witchling and sent her on her way. Do you need anything else?” Adame asked.
“Since you’ve asked, our witch needs some personal items, clothing, shoes, and such. Assign a female and see that she has whatever is needed. Also have regular food and drink brought to her and some fruit and wine left in the room. I also want a bath ran for her. She will be allowed the freedom of this hall for now. Move the guards to the ends of the hall instead of outside this door,” Jorge listed and he believed he’d covered what was needed.
“As you say, General,” Adame promised. He quickly left to do what needed to be done.
“Where were we?” Jorge asked as the door closed behind Adame.
“You were leaving to check on your soldiers.”
“Aren’t you bored enough to put up with my presence? You’ll have little else to do once I leave. I’m curious about something. How did Knorris capture you?”
“I’m not sure, but there must have been someone who betrayed me. He came to see me a few days before I was taken. I told him there was nothing for him there. He left without argument and I felt lucky. Instead I should have run as fast and as far as I could.”
“You should always follow your instincts.”
“What if they tell me to keep a distance from you?”
“Perhaps what you fear is your interest in me?” She opened her mouth to deny it but closed her mouth saying nothing. He nodded, her denial would have been a lie. “I’ve never felt such an intense attraction to a woman in my life. Have you cast a spell on me?”
“I would never!”
“Because it would be against your witch’s code?”
“No, because it would be wrong.”
“You’re beautiful, Roxen. A man would give much to be able to keep you in his bed and his heart.”
“Is that the line you use on all the other women you seduce?”
“I need no lines. They fall on me as if I were water and they were parched.”
“That ego must be a heavy weight to carry.”
“It would be ego if it were a lie. I’ve searched for my one, the woman that will give my life meaning but I’ve not found her. I’ve found many others that don’t listen to me when I tell them I’ll not settle for anything less. The next morning they are angry when they have to leave or I leave without them. I want you, but I will only claim you if you are the one meant for me.”
“I’m not an easy lay to be trifled with.”
“Are you innocent, Roxen? If you are, there are other ways to test what we are to each other without defiling your chastity.” Her cheeks turned pink and her breathing sped up. Dare he hope she was interested?
“Men always promise things but often they don’t deliver.”
“What if I promised you not to thrust up between your legs? Would you experiment with me in other ways?” Her eyes were glazed and she licked her lips. “No one would know, Roxen. It would be our secret. Aren’t you curious about how I could make you feel?”
“Of course I am curious, I’m just wary of the consequences.”
“I would make sure there weren’t any. Wouldn’t you like to feel my mouth on you?” He stepped closer. “My fingers can do magical things to you Roxen without leaving a sign of where they’ve been.”
He was close enough now to pull her into his arms. He whispered about wonderful delights of the flesh as his breath blew into her ear and she shivered. He took her ear lobe into his mouth sucking on it and gently rasping his teeth over it before he released it. She jerked and a small moan broke free. He knew he had her and she was putty in his hands. If he felt any guilt, he measured it against his need for her and the possibility that she might be his. If she was, he would take care of her and see to her needs as long as they both lived. If she wasn’t, he would see her through this current predicament and make sure she had whatever she needed to go on without him. He maneuvered her against the door and locked it without her knowing it.
His hands nimbly started removing her clothing and his until they were both naked and he’d worked up her passion. He lifted her carrying her to the bed and he set her on the edge. He pushed her back so she lay on the bed looking at him as he put her legs over his shoulders and sank his nose into her golden curls. He breathed deeply then blew his hot breath out causing her to squirm. His tongue flicked out as his hands spread her open and he licked her gate to clit.
“Oh, my,” she moaned. He slid a finger in and whipped his tongue into a frenzy. He had no intention of giving her time for second thoughts. Her honeyed flavor tasted like heaven on his tongue. It made him want more of her but that would come later.
He devoured her as if she was a holiday feast and she groaned and sank her fingers in his hair as if to hold him there. She need have no fear that he would leave, he wanted her more than ever. Sucking in her clit and releasing it, he then did it again and she screamed out her orgasm until he kissed her to silence her. It wouldn’t do for the guards to hear because it would embarrass her. It was something he’d never had to deal with before but he thought her innocence was sweet. Just lying there in front of him shivering in post orgasmic bliss, she still looked as gorgeous as she had when she climaxed which had tasted divine.
“What about you?” she asked.
“You want to please me?” he asked.
Her face turned redder but she nodded. He raised up undressing then standing in front of her naked his cock fully erect. His cockhead was red and a drop of dew covered the small slit at the end of it. After looking up at him, her hand reached out hesitantly and touched his throbbing cock. Smothering a groan by biting his lip, he stood, still afraid he’d scare her off. Her fingers tightened around his shaft as she stroked him. Staring at his manly goods in fascination, she leaned closer and sniffed him.
The sniff test must have given her positive results because she leaned in closer and licked the drop of cum off the end. Smothering another groan, he waited to see the outcome of the taste test. Her lips wrapped around him almost making him cum on the spot. Thank the gods the outcome had been on his favor. The enthusiasm she approached the task with overcame any lack of skill she might have as a novice. He’d not had to fight so hard not to cum on the spot since he’d been an untried youth. Everything they did together so far was convinci
ng his that he had found his one.
She hollowed her cheeks and went down further each time making his eyes roll back in his head; it felt so incredible. He was experienced, more than most men, but he’d never felt the way she was making him feel before. She went down almost to his balls and he lost the battle to delay his release. He groaned through his closed mouth and he pumped his hot seed into her mouth. She didn’t spit it out or even pull away so it would fall on the floor, she swallowed every drop and sucked him dry. The sight was so sensual that he was almost immediately at half-mast when she was done.
”Did I do something wrong?” she asked.
“No, it was perfect,” he admitted.
“So why are you not soft?” she asked.
“Because I want you so much,” he explained. She once again blushed and then she started searching for her clothes. “Did you find that enjoyable?” He held his breath waiting for an answer knowing he would die on the spot if she denied liking what they’d done together.
Her face couldn’t get redder than it already was and she nodded. “Yes, that was nice,” she admitted.
Nice? “If that was only nice, I must have done something wrong,” he said. What the hell was wrong with him? He was a confident man and he never begged for praise. She’d enjoyed herself, he was certain of it. Why would he need her to confirm it? The witch was driving him crazy and he had a feeling he was in this relationship for the duration.
“Is pleasant better?” she asked.
Hell no. Fabulous, incredible, or life altering because that was how it had felt to him. Maybe he wasn’t the perfect male lover that he’d thought he’d been. Had his past lovers faked all those screaming orgasms? What if she was the only one being honest with him? He was starting to feel a little humility about his sexual abilities. It was funny in a way because he had women throwing themselves at him but the one he wanted had to be coerced and begged before she allowed him to touch her and apparently his skills weren’t all he’d thought them to be.
“Give me another chance and I’ll make it better for you,” he implored. He dropped to his knees and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her hoping the passion he felt for her would translate and make her feel desire for him.
She seemed to melt into his arms and he began to stroke her until passion blazed again. He worked his way down to her breasts and he worshipped them making her moan and squirm before moving lower. Never had he felt the need to please a woman consume him as it did now. Nipping and licking his way lower until his face was once again between her wide open legs, he breathed in the scent of her lust. Once he had breathed her smell deep into his lungs, it was time to taste her.
Like a hungry predator consuming its prey, he began to devour her. Her taste was delicious and he couldn’t get enough. She squirmed and groaned as he pushed her towards her ultimate release. His tongue slid from her clit to her gate and he tongue fucked her for a while. Fingers replaced his tongue and he slid first one then two fingers into her careful not to plunge them in too deep. His tongue slid up to her clit to worry the bundle of nerves until she was wriggling all over.
The pleasure he was getting out of building her desire was incredible. It pleased him to please her and he put everything he had into it. He sucked her clit into his mouth and lightly raked his teeth over it then continued to lick it relentlessly. Drawing her closer and closer to her climax, he could sense it was imminent. Her body tensed, he felt her shudder and her channel squeezed his fingers tight. Gods he wished his hard cock were in there instead. She started to scream his name but she bit her lip and rode out her climax as quietly as possible.
Chapter Two
Pleasure
A pleasure like she had never known washed over her as he sent her spiraling into pure bliss. A bliss he had already given her before. Why she had not admitted the sheer joy she had felt she couldn’t say. Maybe she didn’t like his overconfidence and the thought that while she had been with no one else, he had been with every female available. Could jealousy account for what she was putting him through? More than likely it did.
This physical awareness of her body and the way it could feel was new to her. It frightened her more than a little. She had a new understanding for what her mother had gone through and what she would go through when Jorge left her for the next lover. At least she need not fear raising a child on her own if they kept to what they were doing now.
“What would you have me do for you?” she asked. “The same as last time?” She would not mind that, he had tasted good and she had felt powerful when he had seemed to lose control and filled her mouth with his essence.
“Lay back on the bed,” he directed so she did. He climbed on top of her until his cock was almost in her face. It was an awkward position for her unless he intended to fuck her mouth as he would fuck her elsewhere. “I want you to cover my cock with your spit until it’s soaked.”
She leaned forward and did as he ordered wetting him with her tongue and soaking him as much as she could. “You can lie back and relax now if you wish,” he added. He slid his cock between her breasts and squeezed them together. It felt odd but it was erotic to watch as he slid back and forth. He moaned and his eyes closed as his speed picked up. His cock was dripping his essence, she could see it as it fell off the end, and she was tempted to lick it off but she feared he’d lose his tempo.
Her mouth watered with the desire to taste and her sex flooded with the proof of her desire. Wanting more but unable to say so, she just watched the sensual scene play out before her eyes. His climax was almost upon him and his breath came in gasps. His hand reached down to grab his cock as ropes of white cum shot out over her chest even hitting her face. All she could think was he was making a mess when she would have willingly drank it all. A bath was what she needed now that she was covered with his seed.
He let loose an odd sound as the last of his essence dripped out and there was no more. “Sorry for the mess, but I’m sure you wanted a bath anyway,” he mumbled. His eyes didn’t meet hers as he got up and wiped himself on the shirt he’d been wearing and dressed in clean clothing. “I’m going to have to leave you for a while. I’ve got to check on my soldiers and see what Adame has set up for the peace talks. You’ll be alright won’t you? You can walk to the room where the tub is and I’ll tell the guards to have it filled. It shouldn’t take long.”
She wondered if he was nervous because he rarely spoke so much. “I’ll be fine,” she assured. Now if she could just convince herself it was true. He had introduced her to a world of carnal pleasure and she wanted more.
Watching him go hurt because he was addictive. There would be no pleasure now that he was gone. The cum on her face had to be wiped off but the rest she left as she dressed in her dirty clothes. The new clothes hadn’t shown up yet, so she found a long shirt of his and took it with her to the room where the tub was. It would have been nice to have him in the bath with her and it would have saved both water and the work of filling it again for him. The tub was being filled as she entered the room. A couple young boys were carrying hot water, far too hot for her to touch, and dumping it in the tub.
“Perhaps if one of you brings cold and the other hot, the tub will be ready for me once it’s full?” she wondered.
Both boys turned red and neither said a thing. When they returned, she noticed they’d done as she’d suggested. The kitchen where she assumed they hauled the hot water and the well where they got the cold were not far. The kitchen was on the other side of the door at this end of the hall and the well was just out the side door. In no time the tub was full and she was ready to soak and get clean.
She saw some of the herbs she’d used for Jorge’s healing were in the room. The mint was good for restoring energy and clearing the mind. She sprinkled a bit in the tub and found a bar of soap. In her home she had a wide array of shampoos, soaps, and perfumes to choose from but here there was little.
She grew most of the ingredients herself and made them all. It was part of wha
t witches did. She knew that once her absence had been noted, a novice would have taken over the running of her store until she made her way back or indefinitely if that didn’t happen. The girl would keep up with all repairs, make needed improvements, and keep any money made above and beyond the needs of her store for her trouble. It was the way of their kind and worked out well for everyone.
Had her store been outside their community, it would probably have been ransacked and trashed completely by now. Her store made a good income and she was sure a talented novice would be assigned to it. At least it was one thing she need not worry about. There was enough worry between her status as a prisoner, even though that was an upgrade from slave, and her relationship with Jorge.
The bath was ready so she locked the door and undressed. Sinking into the heated water, she breathed in the sweet minty smell of the herbs and the clean rain fresh scent of the soap. Sinking beneath the water to wet her hair, she then used the bar of soap on it and hoped that maybe before next time some sweet smelling oils or lotions might be procured for her to use instead. That thought sent her into wondering where their relationship was headed but she pushed the thought from her mind. She needed to finish her bath. After wetting her skin, she stood to lather up most of her body before sinking back into the tub to rinse off the soap.
Squeaky clean, it was time to get out of the tub because the water was cold. Finding a towel and drying herself briskly, she tried to get her sluggish body going, but it seemed the only thing that could do that was Jorge’s hands, tongue, and cock. The battle to resist him was being slowly lost. Well that was no surprise, he was the legendary general. Holding the shirt up to her nose, she breathed in deeply. It smelled faintly of him. It had been washed since he’d last wore it, but it had been in the room he stayed in and next to other things he’d worn. That was why she could pick up his spicy, manly scent and she shivered.
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