The Demon’s Bride

The room felt old and as Elise shivered with the coldness, the heat she felt on her body had spread enough to protect her from the cold, instead she felt quite hot, leaving only her toes cold as it was pressed on the carpeted floor.

Ian turned her face toward him by holding her chin. Their eyes stared at each other before he leaned forward, catching her lips, pecking a few time before he tilted her face to find the perfect spot to devour her lips. The kiss was wet and warm, Elise could hear the sound and since it had been long, she could her core tightening in expectation.

Ian pulled away his lips when he noticed Elise's back loosing its strength. His hand crawled under her chin, holding her while he took his time to admire her lustful expression. "Beautiful," Ian praised her kissing her neck, feeling himself more affected by the pleasure of hearing her sweet sighs.

Elise pursed her lips, she felt as though she was on edge of bursting and needed a few minutes to calm herself. She said, "It's cold… I will light up the fireplace."

Ian took her wrist licking the place where her veins were before placing her hands on his face, the touch that he liked. "No need. Did you forgot? We can simply do this," Ian snapped his fingers, letting the fire to appear on the firewood, starting a crackling fire to send warmth on the room. 

Looking at the fire, Elise thought that while magic was incredibly useful it was also a hindrance such as this time. 

"Trying to escape?" Ian hummed chuckling as her blue eyes looked at him in surprise.

"I need just a few second. My heart is beating too fast it hurts," she gave her excused but why would she ever think Ian would nod obediently and agree to her words.

"It hurts? Where?" With every steps Ian took forward, Elise can't help but to take more steps backwards until her knees hit the footboard of the bed and slumped over the bed. Ian continue to stand and used his finger to lightly push the rest of her upper body down to the fluffy cushion. His fingers trailed softly from her legs, pushing her dress upwards. 

"Tell me? I am good at healing you know. A lick is all it takes to heal you and I guarantee you that your wounds would not only disappear in a blink of an eye but it will also release your deepest tension. I can bring you to Heaven, Elise. A Heaven only I can show you." and Elise's body trembled at the words he said.

When Elise looked at Ian, her throat immediately gulped. The look on his face was extremely sensual where his red eyes that looked at her was no longer gentle. Instead, he appeared to be wild and hungry, at once glance one would immediately understand his desire to ravage her.

The need and ache Ian shown for her turned her on as well. His touches grew demanding as slowly he came nearer to her core. When his thumb brushed over, Elise body curled, her teeth bite down her lower lips however at such good time, Ian had pulled away his hand.

Confused, Elise's eyes searched for answer until she met his eyes that had grown darker with a playful smile. 

"Not there?" He teased. His knees bent on the side of the bed and he went forward capturing her lips softly but Elise knew whenever Ian was more aroused, his kisses get more reckless, sending her mind into fluffy clouds where her eyes were filled with tears of pleasure. One kiss was enough to push her deeper into her edge, hoping for a release but Ian wasn't going easy to her despite the fact that it had been a long time since they were together.

"Stop teasing me," Elise finally complained, unable to hold herself as she reached out her hand toward to her core where she urgently need the release.

Ian took her wrist to his hand before talking a wolf bite, "No, no. You can't."

A single tear drop down from her eyes, "Why can't I?"

"That's what I am supposed to do, my love not you," Ian pulled down her dress. As the knots on the laces had been untied, it was easier for him to undress her by simply pushing the clothes over her shoulders, leaving her with her thin undergarment that he quickly stripped off. His movements was slow and while it was gentle, its drawbacks was to make Elise more impatient.

Elise wondered why he had to be mean to her during such time but she cannot deny how hot it made her feels and how his actions only add further turn on to her.

"Tell me with your own mouth, love. Where do you want me to touch you?" Ian's hand traveled on her naked body, staring at how quick her fair skin turn redder that looks erotic to his eyes. 

There was hunger in him that made him felt as if he had been starved but the hunger he felt wasn't the emptiness need on his stomach. It was his dire need for Elise, for her touches, and for every inches of her attention. Ian wanted to devour her recklessly but at the same time he wants to be gentle to her and only her. 

In thoughts like this, he always wondered how Elise managed to occupied his mind, leaving not even for a second away from him. He could feel that it wasn't only his body that needed her but his entire soul.

His stopped himself on her neck, letting his nose pressed against the crook of her neck, "You make me so obsessed with you and now I am madly in love with you with no more control. Bear with me." 

His hand pushed the skin of her stomach, the barehanded touches caused Elise's body to ache in the sweet needs. Her hand ruffled over his hair where she felt his lips trailed down over her stomach, creating red traces of bite marks until he reached over her thighs. 

When Elise felt his lips inching closer over her core, she turned alarmed. Her rasped breaths tried to stop him, "No, there… it's dirty."

"There isn't anywhere dirty on you," Ian chuckled pushing aside her hand and coaxed her with more of his kissed. When his teeth tugged her nipples, her body arch and Elise was near on the verge of bursting apart. "And you have once done it to me. I will teach you how good it felt of what you did to me last time."