The Demon’s Bride

Elise who had never  kissed before in her entire life, didn't know what to do and she let her body guide by Ian who opened her a new door of pleasure. Ian continued to kiss her lips by brushing one seam gently, helping her to get use to the taste of his lips; while his hand on her waist slowly glide along her curve and the gentle action had Elise to curl her toes.

Elise felt Ian opening her lips by pressing his lips, guiding her to do what he wanted from her. His tongue sneaked inside her mouth, entering the warm and moist corner. Ian came upper hand in pleasure. He had lived his life not purely like one would imagine. There was even time when he drowned himself on pleasure to meaninglessly waste his long life which stopped not too long when he met Elise.

Ian intended to kiss her gently but when one who had abstained loosened just slightly of his collar, it ended with everything almost unleashed.

Their tongue entangled and Elise felt Ian exploring her warm cavern. With every movements, Elise felt her consciousness slowly fading and tears filled her eyes to turn her sight glassy. When their lips created a gap, she felt Ian's hot breaths grazing on her lips and his hand that had found its way to the back of her neck. When his fingers trailed on her spine, Elise shuddered, a sigh escaping from her lips on the newly discovered pleasure of a kiss.

Elise didn't know if this was a kiss. It felt too intense for her who was a beginner. She didn't know which was Ian's tongue or hers? Whose mouth was she in or what was she rubbing? She felt at lost but one thing Elise knew that she didn't want the kiss to end shortly. Ian's kiss was gentle bit the depth of his technique made her whole body tingling.

When Ian's knees come in between her legs, Elise's hand that were at lost shot to his shoulders, crumpling his shirt. Seeing Elise's face turning away from her and how her knees went sloppy after the kiss, his eyes darkened with the single thought of making her his now.

"Mas... Ian," Elise huffed for breaths she didn't know she lacked until their kiss stopped. She gulped down the water in her mouth, trying to speak but her body feel feverish that her mind don't know what to do or to say.

"Again," Ian whispered to her and his hand moved further up to the side of her breast. The action had Elise's teary eyes to look at Ian with a pleading look but all it did was to burn the set of flame Ian had in his eyes ablaze. Elise didn't know what she was doing by calling his name in the nasal tone.

"What again?" asked Elise in midst of her hazy sight.

Elise didn't know what was happening. If her back was not supported by the glass, she was sure she would flop down to the ground. She blinked her eyes to remove the tears that hindered her sight and there she met Ian's eyes that was smoldering with heat. Staring at his red eyes make her shiver, riling something inside her that she didn't know exist.

"I can't anymore," she whispered when seeing Ian's face leaning forward and felt his chuckles caressing her more than ever.

"Can't what?" Ian questioned the words she left empty and he took her hands together, placing it beside her shoulder and pressed her closer to the glass door. "Do you know Elise what you are feeling is just one percent of what I am feeling now?"

"Of what?" Elise asked with her blue eyes staring at Ian who smirked wide at her.

"Pleasure, dear," Ian filled her in and he released on of her hand to rub her eye, having Elise to close the eye he rubbed. "Don't think this is the end," he warned her, a certain intense tone was laced in his voice and Ian didn't bother to hide the need of her he was feeling now. "This is the beginning and I can't have you to faint just after a single kiss."

When Ian's hand going further up, Elise stopped him with her last power she had on her weakened body. She felt as if she had drank a very potent liquor that intoxicated her to the point that keeping a hold of a straight thought was hard, "Does it feel good?"

Elise's face turned red on Ian's question and her lips she pursed slowly opened, "Yes," she whispered without lying. In her naive mind, Elise thought that the one kiss was enough for her entire year but to Ian this was merely an opening. It was sea far from enough.

"If you let my hands continue, you will a far better pleasure than this, sweet Elise. I will give you a pleasure that would make you surrender your entire being for what I am about to do," Ian whispered her an enticing suggestion. His voice was nothing less than a demon's whisper. The words were too sweet for one to resist much less Elise whose heart had dive toward him. Elise's reasoning turn thin to a single thread that could snap whenever at any time.

"I will make sure your one night will be very enjoyable that you could almost see heaven. I will try to hold back but no promise that you will be unable to walk for a few days," Ian chuckled knowing how by his words, Elise's hand that stopped his turning weaker by his coatings.

"No," Elise pulled the last reason she had in her mind, her slender throat rolled under Ian's gaze and there was a feeling on Elise that grew, telling her not to go and stay for the night, "This is an act only for marriage couple. Not now," whispered Elise who was not ready for more. She thought she was ready for a kiss but experiencing it now, she learn of her cluelessness.

Ian brought the same finger he had bite to create the ring effect from his teeth marks, "Are you proposing me now, dear? If you say so, I will leave the sexual intercourse for the wedding night," Ian leaned forward and Elise prepared for another breathless kiss but came a kiss on her forehead.

Ian's hand that were on her on the top her waist brushed to push the swell of her breast and a sigh came on her lips, "Master Ian!" she cried his name and Ian's eyes narrowed a look of fierceness came and Elise took note of his his eyes look as if wanting to devour her.

"The bed is close, tch." A moment ago he had promised not to put the deed done now but now he can't have Elise go back to her room simply as it is. Patience wasn't his forte and Ian know if he touched her now, it wouldn't stop halfway. "Call me more by my name," Ian coaxed with his thumb rubbing at the same lips he had kissed. "I love to hear my name whispered from your lips."

Elise want to run her tongue on the rim of her lips but she couldn't with Ian's thumb on her. "Master Ian," said Elise. She didn't know what Ian want to hear was simply his name like how she had earlier did after unable clearly calling the honorifics.

"No, just my name, Elise," Ian's brows were pulled to control the fervent he felt. He know understood the feeling Elise had when he had called her simply by her name. There was joy in him and something that riled him as if the flame had been lit.

"Ian..." whispered Elise beside his ears and Ian descended down on to capture her lips again.