by RT Lucas
Alicia felt Xavier’s body stiffen as her eyes darted up she saw the wolf emerging.” Xavier…Listen to me.” Her voice was calm and even as she tried to coax him back to his human form. “I was winding Hawkeye up, saying he looks old enough to be my father.” Ah fuck it she thought to herself, “I’m in love with a prick and if he doesn’t calm down and come back to me he’ll never get to see what kind of underwear I wear.” She was taking a huge gamble here, the wolf hadn’t risen in days and she wasn’t sure in herself if her coaxing would work this time around.
Xavier’s breathing was ragged and his huge chest was expanding, the audible sound of cracking bones was echoing in the gym. He placed Alicia down, but his voice was half growl, half human – as though a lion had fallen down a deep well. “You cannot toy with my emotions, Alicia Carberletti. You… Are….Mine.” His features were turning back to human, but the look of despair and apology were unmistakable. Xavier fell to his knees as he brought his hands up to his face, covering it, and he slowed his breathing down.
Walking to stand in front of him, even when on his knees Alicia wasn’t that much taller than Xavier, her small hands reached out touch his, where she slowly moved them away from his face. “Never hide yourself from me again, I know you’re having issues with wolfie but I’m right here with you let me help you figure this out.” Alicia lowered her voice,” I am yours, I am the wolf’s and my last words to you when I shot you? I said I loved you Xavier, and I meant every fucking three words of it. I, Ali Carberletti am madly in love with Xavier Lycurgus Raige and I adore wolfie too.” She stood staring into Xavier’s eyes that were shimmering with neon green.
Xavier’s arms dropped to his side as he heard Alicia’s words. He leaned back on his heels, and tugged her to sit on his lap, his eyes searching hers as his hands roamed gently over her body. His mouth opened to speak, but no words came out. She was everything to him, and from living a life where he had nothing and no one, she in a heartbeat had become the epicentre of his universe. The small, diminutive pixie with the large attitude and big personality had slain the huge, hulking mass of the male he was with just a simple sentence. “Well, I am fuck handsome, yeah?” he gave a half smile as he continued looking her over, needing the skin on skin touch to bring him back to humanity.
Alicia moved her head so it was lying just under Xavier’s chin, her ear was pressed to his chest as she listened to his breathing starting to calm. “Never hide wolfie from me either, he will never harm me – in fact he’s more protective than you!” Alicia gave a quiet laugh. “We will get through this together Xavier, I’m not going anywhere.”
Xavier stood up, lifting Alicia still cradled in his arms. “You fucking got that straight, female – together, yeah?” He kissed her then, softly at first, but by the time he had reached the door, it had intensified and he stopped walking to look at her. “Don’t ever leave me.” It was a question, an order and it was a plead – all wrapped up in four simple words and he never thought he would have said them to anyone again in his life. The only other time he had uttered those same four words? It was to his father when he was left as a youngster at the mercy of the succubi clan. The difference was, the first time he spoke those words they had fallen on deaf ears and was returned with scornful laughter. This time, though, Xavier didn’t wait for a response as he carried Alicia back to his quarters.
“How about I promise you forever? And it’s a promise I intend to keep.”
Alicia gently wriggled from Xavier’s arms as they entered his room, reaching up on her tiptoes she cupped his face on her small hands. “Let me run you a bath, I heard the cracking of your bones and water and bubbles will ease you…I may even add my special cherry scent.” Alicia winked as she gently pulled his head down where she kissed his lips softly and tenderly.
“I don’t do fucking bubbles or scent, Sweetcheeks,” Xavier grouched, although secretly he was ‘hell yeah-ing’ all the way to the bathroom.
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
Teodora took the opportunity whilst Shuggie was on duty to draw herself a deep bath. She relaxed and let the bubbles soak her skin for over an hour. She wanted the evening to run smoothly and thought what better way to relax than a hot bath, the lights dimmed low with her favourite scented candles burning. Once she had paid attention to every part of her body, the Doctor stepped out the tub, wrapping a white fluffy towel around her body and padded through to her room. Picking up her cell, she composed a text to Shuggie.
See you in an hour Warrior, my quarters. T xoxo
Once her body had dried off naturally, she applied moisturiser all over body as she glanced at the outfit she had earlier hung on the door to her closet. “Oh gosh, I do hope he likes this,” she said to herself out loud. ‘Wine!’ she thought. A large glass of red would be welcomed for some Dutch courage.
All day, the ghost of Petra was on Shuggie’s mind. Regardless of what the Commander had said – he knew he was as guilty as the bastards who had tortured and killed her. He could have saved her. After debriefing Hawkeye and ordering him to make contact with the Russians again to agree terms of contract, he checked his cell. Teo had sent him a text over an hour ago. “Shite!” He didn’t have time to change out of his uniform, so he flashed to outside her bedroom and knocked the door with his knuckles. He was impatiently waiting, when it dawned on him he should have sent a text back – but it was too late now.
Teodora placed the empty glass down on her bedside cabinet and slowly stood, the six inch heels that she wearing added to her already tall frame as she walked towards her bedroom door, her quarters were to the back of the compound so she was at ease that no one would see as her long, slender leg shot out towards Shuggie, with a slight flick of her ankle the six inch red stiletto heel arched a little, her voice was husky as she welcomed Shuggie. “Warrior…do come in, I have a surprise for you, yes?”
“Teo….dorah?” Shuggie gulped, then shifted himself in his trousers as his eyes drank in her beauty. It was her voice, however that brought him back to earth. There was something…seductive in her tone. Not wasting another second, Shuggie was in her bedroom before she had time to change her mind. She seemed more confident in her sexuality as she stood there, barely clothed and displayed for him. “Ye look bloody good, lass.” It was a wonder how he actually managed to speak on account of his jaw almost hitting the floor.
Teodora closed the door behind them, her back was to the door as she raised her finger and placed it under Shuggie’s chin, lifting it up. “Something interest you Warrior?” Teodora allowed her hand to fall as she pushed off the doorframe her heels clicking quietly on the wooden flooring as she started to walk around Shuggie slowly, her hands were untying the string of her silk robe as she revealed the blood red Basque with matching suspenders and stockings, her robe pooling at her feet as she gently kicked it away.
“That’s the understatement o’the century…” Shuggie was hypnotised by her. Her new found confidence wasn’t just sexy – it seemed to empower her. And he was helpless as a new-born pup as he watched her eagerly. “Red is ma favourite colour.” Well, it was now!
“Come here Warrior.” Teodora started walking over towards her bed, swaying her hips seductively as she took slow steps, her heart was hammering inside her chest, and this was new territory for her.
“I think I a’ready huv,” Shuggie grinned as he spoke under his breath, his eyes going east to west as he focussed on her hips. Without realising it, he had reached her bed and his hands were desperate to grab her. There was something about her demeanour tonight, though, that told him to hold back. She was in control, and he wanted to see where this was taking them.
Teodora spun around on the balls of her shoes, her hands were resting on her hips as she stood upright. “You are going to lie down on the bed Warrior. You will not make a noise or move until given permission to do so, are we clear, yes?”
Shuggie licked his lips slowly, and lay down on the bed, nestling his head on her pillow. He could smell her scent – lilie
s and orchids – and as he folded his arms behind his head, he kept his eyes on Teodora. He wanted out of his clothes. His cock was grazing against the zipper of his combat trousers, and he didn’t think he could wait much longer to be inside of her. He was about to speak, and then remembered her orders, so thought better of it and kept quiet.
Teodora traced her lips slowly and deliberately with her tongue as she bent at the waist and lowered her head to Shuggie’s ear, her tongue ghosted over the outer shell of his ear as she purred into it. “You, Warrior, are at my mercy, I am your Mistress. You be a good Warrior and you will be rewarded. You even so much as whisper? Well, bad boys will be reprimanded, yes?”
Teo raised to her height and walked to the bottom of the bed starting at Shuggie’s feet, she undressed him until he was naked, her hand disappeared behind her back momentary then reappeared as she crawled up his huge muscled body. It didn’t go unnoticed that his Ink was coming alive all over his skin as her head leaned down to his neck, as she trailed kisses upwards to his jaw her eyes were watching where her hands were going as she snapped the handcuffs over Shuggie’s wide wrists.
Shuggie didn’t utter a word, even though every part of him was urging him to take his female, possess her, make her his. Instead he let her dominate him, watching her with curiosity and wonder. A short lived groan escaped from his lips as she crawled over his naked body, the smoothness of her skin and thin fabric of her lingerie making his skin feel alive and he gave an apologetic glance at her while she was busy shackling his wrists. Although they were made of metal, he could have easily ripped them apart like cardboard, but he didn’t. Shuggie was submitting to his female. And he liked it.
“Your Mistress heard that. I will let you off this one time Warrior.” Teodora moved her leg over Shuggie’s waist as she straddled over his hips, her eyes never leaving his. Her hands moved behind her as her fingers unclasped the Basque, allowing it to freely slip down her body revealing her pert breasts, her nails were dragging over Shuggie’s thick thighs as she arched her back backwards to tease him.
This was sheer, unadulterated torture – and he was craving more. Which was the main reason he was keeping quiet. His internal monologue, however, wasn’t too good on the verbalisation front as there was a whole lot of ‘fuck’ going on in there. As Teodora leisurely stretched her body backwards, his eyes widened and had to physically fight the urge to buck his hips up towards her. She may be his geeky lassie outside this room, but in here, right now – she was his mistress, and he was damn sure he would obey.
“Such a good Warrior….” Teodora straightened her body, kicking her slender leg out, her heeled foot shot into the air bringing it down, the stiletto dragged down over Shuggie’s left pectoral, then she straightened up and crawled backwards down his body until she was resting on her knees between his spread thighs. “You will look into my eyes Warrior.” Teo’s head dipped down but her eyes were starting up at her Warriors. Licking her lips slowly, her tongue flicked over the tip of Shuggie’s cock, feeling it jerk against her lips, she continued to tease it further with slow licks.
Without thinking, Shuggie broke the rules and hissed out through clenched teeth. “Ahh, fuck lass...aye, fuck that’s good.” His restrained hands were gripping the frame of Teodora’s headboard and he was watching her intensely, each wicked lick from her sinful mouth had him roaring inside his head for more.
Teodora stopped her teasing of Shuggie’s cock and slipped off the bed. “Were my instructions not clear Warrior? Teo tilted her head as she stared down at Shuggie, her insides were screaming for him but she was rather enjoying herself and wasn’t about to give up. Reaching for the riding crop that was positioned on her dresser, the Doctor turned around, tapping the leather bound crop off her palm. “Bad boys are punished, yes? You may nod your head if you understand.”
‘Shite’ Shuggie thought to himself for his misdemeanour – ‘Jesus fucking shite’ was his thought when she crawled off of him and stopped her delicious licking – and ‘Oh fuck’ was all he could think as his eyes settled on the riding crop in her hands. Nodding mutely, he narrowed his eyes and his brow furrowed. He was having a battle with his body to stay in control – he needed her, and being starved of her attentions was damn near driving him crazy.
“Better Warrior, but you still need to be punished.” The tapping of the riding crop in her palm was getting quicker as she approached the side of her bed and in a swift motion brought it down over Shuggie’s thighs, unaware, she held her breath thinking that she had gone too far.
If Shuggie had been asked a century or even a year ago if he thought he’d ever be in the predicament of allowing anyone – never mind a female – to have absolute control of him, and to freely submit himself to her dominance, he probably would have laughed in their face as he repeatedly punched it. Lying on Teodora’s bed, restrained, naked – wanting and needing her, he knew there was nowhere else he’d rather be. As the leather stung his skin, he kept quiet but had to turn his head into the pillow so as not to make a sound. He had let her down, and he wanted to please his female. He had never felt this level of intimacy with another – nor this level of trust, which he invested in his Teodora. Turning his head back, to look at her his eyes were thankful and he made a renewed effort to comply with her instructions.
Teodora had seen the shifting of Shuggie’s head and was relieved that she hadn’t crossed the line when she had struck him. He seemed to be enjoying it just as she was enjoying her little game immensely. She felt in control, feminine and alive but her body was turning to jelly for her Warrior and if she were to carry out this role play again…he wanted it to be realistic. Teo threw the riding crop to the floor and bent to gently kiss Shuggie’s thighs where the crop had struck, she continued to kiss her way up his body until she reached his lips. “You may move and speak now Warrior”
Breaking the handcuffs apart, Shuggie reached down to cup Teodora’s face. “Then dinnae stop, Mistress...” He arched a brow as he smiled, “Ah find ah am keen oan ye being in control.” Which surprised him as much as anything – as she moved back onto him, he guided her hips with his hands. “Ah am yours to command, Mistress,” his voice was low and sombre. They might be role-playing, but he was never more serious.
As if a switch had been flipped, Teo shifted away from Shuggie, her posture was straight as she stood looking over his naked form, she owned the room and she was in charge.
Teo picked up a silk scarf from where it was perched on a chair, she let it glide through her fingers, her eyes roaming all over Shuggie’s body. Taking slow, elegant strides until she was at the top of her bed her voice was low and seductive as she instructed Shuggie to lift his head, doing as he was told, Teodora bound the scarf around his eyes then pushed him back into her sheets with the palm of her hand.
“One sound and your Mistress will stop Warrior”
All his senses were enhanced when he was suddenly blindfolded. Shuggie lay still as he anticipated her next move. He knew she was still in the room, but there was something about being denied looking at her that was hyping up his need for her touch. Teodora’s breathing was barely audible, and Shuggie knew that she was in control and enjoying this every bit as much as he was. He wasn’t sure if he was to be punished or rewarded, but either way he wanted it. He licked his lips slowly, suddenly hungry for a taste of her on his tongue.
Teo’s slender fingers picked an ice cube from the bucket, raising her hand to her lips she gently sucked on it, knowing that all Shuggie’s senses would be heightened from the loss of his vision, she also knew he would hear it. Giving the cube a couple of sucks to ensure it would not burn Shuggie’s skin, Teo slowly ran it around his nipples in slow deliberate motions.
A shiver ran down Shuggie’s body from chest to groin, and Teodora’s sweet scent was filling his nostrils – she was teasing and playing with him and it was turning her on. He smiled, silently, as the ice-hot cube melted on his skin. Again, he wanted to reach out and tell her how much he wanted her, but ins
tead he complied with her direct orders. This was all about her pleasure, and he would let her take from him as much as she wanted.
Teodora ran the ice cube down Shuggie’s sculpted torso, as the ice melted into his skin, the intricate designs were morphing all over his body as if they were soaking the melting liquid up into his skin like a sponge. Moving down, Teodora missed out his hardened cock and concentrated on his balls, massaging the cold water into his warm skin.
He couldn’t help it. He may be a fierce and deadly warrior, but when that ice ran over his over-sensitive balls, he yelped like a bitch. Cursing himself sideways, he promptly shut the hell up, but he knew that he had already disobeyed Teodora’s rule and as the cold water trickled down and pooled beneath him on the sheets, he took a deep breath and waited for her punishment.
Teodora’s head snapped up as she heard the yelp her Spanish was evident in her voice as her words came out. “You like to be punished Warrior yes? How about I stop then since you like to disobey your Mistress and I send you to your own quarters?” Teo rested her left hand on her hip, her body was slightly turned as she looked at Shuggie with a raised eyebrow, cupping her hand over her ear with her right hand. “What was that Warrior? You seem very vocal tonight yes?”
Clearing his throat, Shuggie answered, “Nowt Mistress. Ah apologise, Mistress.” he was listening carefully to her breathing – the thought of punishing him was increasing her heartbeat, and he could feel her body heat rising as she stood over him. Shuggie’s cock jerked as he realised just how excited his female was – he was using all of his self-control to lay still for her, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as the seconds passed by.
Teodora shook her head disapprovingly, “You lie there and still disobey me! Did you ask permission to speak Warrior? I think you did not!” Teodora ripped the blindfold off of Shuggie’s eyes and threw it to the floor. “As your punishment…you are going to lie there, still and watch me pleasure myself, you will watch as my fingers become coated in my own essence – you will not move an inch when I raise my fingers to my hot inviting mouth as my tongue licks them clean. You will remain like a statue as my finger starts to circle around my swollen clit as this hand…” Teodora smoothed her hand and down, her fingers starting to tweak her nipple, “plays with this.”