“L…listen to me, Yaone.” Yaone’s hands stilled on his body. “Remove the cuffs from my hands.” Her hands moved to his belt buckle and undid his belt, slowly sliding the belt from around his waist.
“Yaone! Look at me!” Turning her face up, she met his jade eyes with her gray ones. Her hands were on the zipper of his jeans. “Let me go! I command you to listen to me!”
The soft shush of his zipper was all that could be heard in the room. Yaone had his zipper down and was removing his leather pants. His erection sprang free from the tight restraint of his jeans and before he knew it, he was nude. Folding his pants and placing them on a chair, Yaone moved back to face him. Her hands were everywhere again.
“I suppose I should tell you something. I have been immune to you illusionist powers for some time now. You can command me all you want or I can stare into your beautiful eyes all I want and you have no power over me.”
Mouths crashed together, tongues mated. Pulling at the chain again, Zakuro tried freeing himself. It was no use. No matter how thin the chain was, it was stronger than him. All he could do was watch as Yaone removed her clothes. She was a goddess, beautiful and strong. The light from the fire behind her only highlighted that fact. He longed to hold her, to taste her, to love her but she was out of his reach in more ways than one.
Dropping to her knees, Yaone stared up at Zakuro. His heart began to race as he realized what she was about to do. He wanted to beg her to stop and at the same time, beg her to take him in her mouth. Lightly, she ran her fingers over his erection, causing shivers of desire to run rampant over his body. He moaned as he saw her move closer and he closed his eyes, knowing if he watched, he wouldn’t last.
It was sheer heaven and sheer hell. She was creating the most intense suction between her mouth and her tongue. Holding his erection with one hand, she let the other drift softly over his legs. His back arched as she teased the top of his feet with her fingertips. She took him deeper in her mouth.
“Yaone, stop. I…I’m going to…” She let go of him and sat back on her heels. Zakuro’s head was thrown back and he was panting, as if he had run for miles and had finally stopped. Still kneeling, she drank in the sight of him. He wasn’t the most intelligent youkai but there was something that drew her to him. Maybe it was his overwhelming sexuality, or his brilliant eyes that seemed to look right inside her, down to her soul. Whatever it was, she had wanted to know his touch, his kisses and to feel him deep inside of her for the longest time.
Reaching up and pulling the chain from the hook, Yaone took Zakuro’s arms and let them down. She undid each cuff and tossed the chain to the side. As she kissed his wrists where the leather had rubbed a bit, Yaone wondered if she had made a mistake by bringing him here. This was crazy and so unlike her.
Before she knew it, Zakuro had her in his arms and was carrying her over to the huge four poster bed. Gently laying her down, he drew back the covers and then he lay down next to her.
Tie me up, tie me down part 4
“L…listen to me, Yaone.” Yaone’s hands stilled on his body. “Remove the cuffs from my hands.” Her hands moved to his belt buckle and undid his belt, slowly sliding the belt from around his waist.
“Yaone! Look at me!” Turning her face up, she met his jade eyes with her gray ones. Her hands were on the zipper of his jeans. “Let me go! I command you to listen to me!”
The soft shush of his zipper was all that could be heard in the room. Yaone had his zipper down and was removing his leather pants. His erection sprang free from the tight restraint of his jeans and before he knew it, he was nude. Folding his pants and placing them on a chair, Yaone moved back to face him. Her hands were everywhere again.
“I suppose I should tell you something. I have been immune to you illusionist powers for some time now. You can command me all you want or I can stare into your beautiful eyes all I want and you have no power over me.”
Mouths crashed together, tongues mated. Pulling at the chain again, Zakuro tried freeing himself. It was no use. No matter how thin the chain was, it was stronger than him. All he could do was watch as Yaone removed her clothes. She was a goddess, beautiful and strong. The light from the fire behind her only highlighted that fact. He longed to hold her, to taste her, to love her but she was out of his reach in more ways than one.
Dropping to her knees, Yaone stared up at Zakuro. His heart began to race as he realized what she was about to do. He wanted to beg her to stop and at the same time, beg her to take him in her mouth. Lightly, she ran her fingers over his erection, causing shivers of desire to run rampant over his body. He moaned as he saw her move closer and he closed his eyes, knowing if he watched, he wouldn’t last.
It was sheer heaven and sheer hell. She was creating the most intense suction between her mouth and her tongue. Holding his erection with one hand, she let the other drift softly over his legs. His back arched as she teased the top of his feet with her fingertips. She took him deeper in her mouth.
“Yaone, stop. I…I’m going to…” She let go of him and sat back on her heels. Zakuro’s head was thrown back and he was panting, as if he had run for miles and had finally stopped. Still kneeling, she drank in the sight of him. He wasn’t the most intelligent youkai but there was something that drew her to him. Maybe it was his overwhelming sexuality, or his brilliant eyes that seemed to look right inside her, down to her soul. Whatever it was, she had wanted to know his touch, his kisses and to feel him deep inside of her for the longest time.
Reaching up and pulling the chain from the hook, Yaone took Zakuro’s arms and let them down. She undid each cuff and tossed the chain to the side. As she kissed his wrists where the leather had rubbed a bit, Yaone wondered if she had made a mistake by bringing him here. This was crazy and so unlike her.
Before she knew it, Zakuro had her in his arms and was carrying her over to the huge four poster bed. Gently laying her down, he drew back the covers and then he lay down next to her.