35. Zarios

Chapter thirty-five

We'd spent the evening dining and drinking with Sorcha's parents. They were lovely, despite the war that almost broke out between our kingdoms. It was amazing to see Sorcha come into her own. This fight confirmed something for her, and fuck, she shone .

We also all spoke, being honest about the magestone shipments. They admitted the stones were sent earlier, and I informed them we had found the culprit. We didn't tell them about the fake engagement, not wanting to ruin anything going further, buy we were all able to come to a peaceful understanding, and more stones were to be sent soon.

About halfway through the night my mother joined us. She had been in the crowd watching Sorcha, and was proud to have her in the family. She continued embarrassing me, sharing stories about my youth, but I heard some interesting ones about Sorcha as payback,

Eventually, we called it a night. My mother went home, her parents retired to their rooms, and us to ours. She was in the shower now, and I finally felt it was time .

The red rope sat on the bed next to me, waiting. My cock throbbed every time I looked at it, imagining her all tied up.

When she stepped out my eyes bugged from my head. She was in a red silk robe that showed off most of her tits and ended right at the tops of her thighs.

"Come here," I said, my voice hoarse.

She padded to me, her full hips swaying. She straddled my lap, and I ran my hands up her body. "What's this?" I asked her.

"I thought you would like it," she said.

"Oh, I do." I ran my finger down the edge against her chest, following the swell of her breast. She gasped, shivering at the touch. "You look marvelous in red."

I pulled the tie holding it to her waist, and it fell away easily. It dropped off her shoulders, exposing her full breasts, all her fair skin. Touching someone without fur all over was odd, but I found I liked the smooth bounce of her skin.

I took her nipple into my mouth, needing to taste her.

She let out a small whimper, leaning into my touch. I pulled away and looked up at her. "Can we try something?"

She nodded. "Anything."

I picked up the rope and started unraveling it. "You know your safe word, right?

"Yup," she said, eyeing the rope. I took the two ends and pulled them around her, twisting it the way I'd seen done.

"Is this too tight?" I asked when necessary. She always said no. It wrapped over her shoulders and around her middle, up between her breasts until I was satisfied. I then used the tie to her robe to bind her hands.

The ropes looked exquisite against her body. "How do you feel?" I asked.

"I'd always liked to be in control," she said. "But allowing myself to let go with you makes me feel…free."

I brought her lips to mine. "Good. I want to be that for you."

I lifted her and brought her to the mirror I had in the corner. I turned her around, holding her hands above her head. "See how sexy you look?" I asked, needing her to see what I saw.

"I see how sexy you are," she sassed.

I landed a hand on her ass, and she yelped. "Seemed you needed a spanking."

I smacked her a few more times, loving the way the sound echoed.

Her ass was left red and sore. I dropped to my knees and kissed the marks, soothing them over with my tongue.

I pushed her forward until she fell against the mirror, catching herself on her forearms. Her tits pressed against the cold mirror. "Don't stop watching, Princess. See what I do to you."

I gripped onto her thighs and spread her open, exposing her to me. Her pussy was dripping wet, her clit engorged. "Look how ready you are for me. I gave you my cock once, and now you can't wait for it again. Can't wait for me to fill you with my cum."

She moaned as I trailed my tongue up her cunt, tasting her musky, sweet scent. She pushed back against me, all but begging me for more.

I was quick to oblige, lapping her up, tasting her in the way I needed. I could see her in the mirror and watched as her lids fluttered closed.

I smacked her ass, and her eyes opened. "Keep watching, Princess. See how pretty you are when you come for me."

She was pretty when she came for me, all flushed with lidded eyes. I was obsessed with her, lost in her body, in her soul.

Her hot breath began to fog up the mirror, though her eyes stayed open. I used my fingers to fuck her, stretching her cunt for me. It was so tight, it wrapped around my fingers, pulling me in. My tongue continued playing with her clit, swirling it around like the best sweet I'd ever consumed.

My fingers bent slightly, searching for that spot that made her melt.

I knew I found it when I felt her channel tighten, her breath catch. I continued rubbing her there.

"Zarios, I'm so close. I'm going to come."

"Come for me, Princess," I said. "Come all over my face."

It only took a few more strokes for her to release, flooding my mouth. I drank it all up, savoring the flavor.

She tasted like mine, and I'd never get over it.