Chapitre 60: Desire
The room danced and swayed sporatically as I laid limp in Nicklos's hands. I didn't have the energy or will to fight off the drug any more as it continued to move like molases through my veins. Every shift or slight touch from Nicklos and a spark of desire spurred through me like a whild thorough bred horse. All I wanted to do was release this built up tension between my legs, and get rid of the heat coursing through my body. I felt like my head had been submerged underwater. My eyes where so out of focus, that I couldn't really make anything out in the room. It just continued to sway and blend all together, like one giant red and gold flaked blob.
I groaned and shut my eyes, hoping that I could come to my senses if I just focused on what little coherent thought I had left. But as soon as my back touched, what I assumed was the comforter of the bed, my body was up in flames. My heart started to beat wildly in anticipation, craving the relief from the heat sparking desire between my legs. What could a few rounds hurt anyway. It's not like we haven't copulated before. When I opened my eyes, I could make out a pale figure. Golden eyes so bright they looked like they where glowing.
My hands timidly reached up towards his face, hoping to caress him and coax him down on to me, but he vanished before my hand could get very far. Desperate, I started to search frantically for him. I needed him to release the building pressure inside me. I wasn't sure how to do it on my own, and I wasn't ready to learn that quite yet either. But if the heat in the room continued, I might just do that.
A muffled voice in the distance grabbed my attention and I slowly turned my head to face it. Nicklos couldn't be very far. He must be just as affected from the poison as I was. He was probably trying to do the gentlemanly thing and stay far away from me so that he wouldn't do anything to me in my current state. I couldn't let him suffer like this either. If we helped each other, then we could continue with....what were we here for again? We were here for something.
I moaned loudly as the heat started to increase, begging for me to do anything to release the pressure. At this point my body had a mind of it's own as my hands slithered down my body, looking for the nub that Nicklos like to tease so much. I lifted the bright pink fabric of my skirt, carefully letting my hand slide up my leg in search of the hem of my panties. But before I could get very far, my hands were ripped away and pinned above my head. I whimpered desperately. Anything at this point would work. I just needed something.
"It's too much. I can't breathe. Nicklos, please help me." I whined pitifully, hoping he would take the bait. I felt the grip around my wrists tighten. My breath hitched in my throat as I watched the blurry image of Nicklos come in and out of view. His brows were fitted together in concern, but I could see the depths of his desire building up in his eyes. He was trying very hard to hold himself back as I tired to wiggle from his grasp. But his hands just held me firmly on the bed. I had to bait him more. If this continued, I would be happy with anyone having their way with me, if it meant that I would no longer be in this much distress and discomfort.
"Nicklos." I purred at him seductively. His hands tightened again, his resolve shaking as he slowly shook his head. The intense glimmer of his eyes waviered as they trailed from my face, and down my body. His gaze made the intense internal flame heighten. My body wriggled more, unable to contain my displeasure. The frusteration building up inside me was like raging storm. The more he ignored my pleas for help, the more discomforted I became.
"Stay here and do not move Alliah. Once I get the paper work I'll bring you back to the inn and make your pain go away. But I can't get distracted right now. Stay here and don't leave this room." His voice was soft against my ear. It sent shivers from the top of my spine and all the way down to my toes. They curled against the silk fabric of my slippers and I giggled. Enjoying the fuzzy feeling his voice brought me.
"You've earned your reward Nicklos, come take me." I purred again, I tried lifting my head up, hoping to close the distance between us, but his hold was firm, keeping me in place. There was a low hiss and an array of color cuss words that escaped his mouth. The warm and soft breeze of his words were no more as he clamped his mouth on top of mine. I let out a blissful moan and accepted his hasty treatment. His hands let go of my wrists as he wound them around my back and threaded one hand through my hair.
I let my eyes close in bliss, enjoying the possessive way he wrapped himself around my body. Clinging on to me as I pulled back his hood and struggled with the buttons on his cloak. Nicklos pulled away panting, his eyes seemed to glaze over as he watched me slowly pull the buttons on his cloak. He released my hair, untangling his fingers from the small snarles that he created and placed them on my hands. He stilled them as he threaded his free fingers with mine.
"Not right now Alliah. I promise when this is over, I will do as you like. But we need to get out of here before your sister catches on. Just hang on." He whispered, his voice sounding strained.
"I-i....it hurts. I just need a little." I whined again. The glaze in his eyes slowly washed away as a small smile graced his lips. With a sigh, he let me go. The mattress of the bed shifted as he moved himself to kneel in between my legs. My skirt was in disarray, the fabric had been carelessly bunched around my hip. The matching bright pink under where underneath fully exposed to his eyes.
I let out a soft whimper as his hands slowly trailed from my ankles, down my leg, over my knees, and came to a blissful stop at my thighs. I licked my lips in anticipation, hoping and praying he was going to take care of the pressure that still threatened to tear me apart inside. The closer he got to the hem, the hungrier his eyes became. My breath started to pick up speed as a single finger lightly graze my neather region through my panties and I let out a moan. It sent sparks of desire through my entire body, igniting the lustful woman inside me.
With his eyes on me, he pulled the fabric aside exposing myself entirely to him. His finger wasted no time as he ran slow circles against the nub of bundled nerves of my clitoris. A wave of pleasure pulsed through my body, and I couldn't help but call out. My back arched in response to his teasing, and I gripped the sheets as the intense feeling only continued to grow. I threw my head back and closed my eyes as I panted loudly and moaned. The pressure from his finger was just enough to send my body through an intense orgasmic wave. I felt my body tighten in response before falling down on the bed.
The fog over my brain had lessened a little, and I could start to slowly piece somethings together. But Nicklos's fingers rammed inside of me before I could make any sense of them. I sucked in a surprise gasp as they stretched me wide, filling me all the way to the brim as he shoved them deeper inside. I gripped the sheets tightly as he stilled his hands, waiting for me to get use to his large fingers. When I had relaxed against the comforter, he started to move his hands. The pace was slow, causing my whole body to pulse and shiver with every small thrust. His name came out of my mouth in sweet moans, coaxing him to move faster.
The pleasant feeling from the previous orgasm, mixed with his fingers steady pace was making the pleasureable feelings arise once more. The pressure was building in my abdomen, the hot burning and intense heat was returning. My brain was becoming foggy once more as I tightened around his fingers with each thrust. With a skilled thumb, he started to rub my clitoris once more and I screamed out his name. An intense wave racked my body once more as I orgasmed. My body tightened as my back arched off the mattress. Sweat glistened all over my body as I came down from my fog dazed cloud.
Panting and out of breath, Nicklos pulled his fingers from me. The mattress had shifted and moved as he climbed off. I opened my eyes slightly to watch him. His back was turned to me, so I couldn't see the expression on his face. His posture was riggid and stiff as he moved towards the door. With quick hands he tied the face mask back around his face and pulled the cloak hood over his head. Then he was out the door. If I hadn't regained some of my conscienceness, I may have been offened that he left so soon after.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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