His response seemed to please her, and her hand tread the dangerous path up his thigh, to where his arousal awaited her attention. The first touch had the man stiffening, yellowed teeth flashing at her in a sneer as control slipped and slid from his handsome face. A low growl echoed deep in his chest and throat, and while it was a sound of warning, it had the purr of a big cat behind it; Letting her know that her administrations were giving him pleasure.
Her words were accompanied by increased pleasure, and this time the growl slithered between his jaws as a slight moan, eyes feverishly bright upon her. While she held great power over him, here and now, the King had only allowed her to touch him in this way because he was satisfied of his own safety. If he had any inkling that she was a witch, like Eris (who was above his mistrust) and the dark woman, Siv, he might have thought twice about allowing himself to be toyed with in such a way.
Her hands were persuasive, and it was not long before his manhood was full in length and arousal. Her touch elicited a continued growl from deep within him, broken only by a slight pant and the pause as his tongue whispered over the deadly blades of his teeth. However, his restraint nearly broke as her salmon tongue caressed him, and the snarl it brought was livid on his features, a writhing of black lips and a huff of breath that barely escaped clenched yellow incisors. One hand had moved, unconsciously, to hold her head; his wickedly curved claws, sharpened on the bones of prey and enemy alike, were tenuously gentle as they twined in the shining dark locks there. More of her scent twisted into his nostrils, driving the man mad for her from the inside out.
Her question broke his snarl, and although his chest still vibrated with the growl, those glowing eyes centered on her. "You," Came the sharp reply, his voice raspy and almost demonic in its charm and gravelly tenor, "All of you." His hand tightened in her dark locks as hips lifted slightly into her hand. Fingers trailed under her chin, tilting it up towards him as he brought his snarling muzzle down towards hers. Dangerous teeth glittered just inches from her beautiful face, but were sheathed as his own tongue darted out to place a kiss on the side of her smiling maw.
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