10. Jasmine

He comes to a halt at the very edge. His piercing gaze fixated on me with an undeniable intensity that sent shivers down my spine. It"s as if he has the power to peer into my mind and see the deepest parts of my being.

"Why do you hesitate?" I ask, worried he's going to change his mind and leave me here.

My breath catches in my throat as his lips curl upwards ever so slightly, revealing glinting canines that glisten in the moonlight. The air seems charged with electricity as I watch him approach, heart racing and senses heightened. His presence is both alluring and unsettling, drawing me in like a moth to a flame.

"Are you sure?" his deep voice rumbles, holding a note of caution.

My heart pounds in my chest as I nod eagerly. "I am sure.'

In a silent, almost calculated gesture, he unbuttons his pants and lets them slide down his muscular thighs. My widened eyes take in the impressive sight before me: a thick, veiny dark elven cock that seems to almost glow in the dim light.

Its girth is otherworldly, with deep purplish veins pulsing along its length like rivers of desire. A rush of heat floods through my body as I struggle to maintain propriety and remember our contractual agreement. But the primal urge within me eclipses all rational thought, and I can feel myself giving in to the raw, carnal desires throbbing through my mind.

Our prior agreements and notions of ownership are quickly forgotten as I am consumed by this seductive creature standing before me.

A small smile. Equal parts seductive and menacing. His piercing, intense gaze locks onto mine as he approaches. My mind reels as I imagine taking him into my mouth, sucking on him like a street urchin. But that is not who I am...

I am a good girl.

Right…?

He glides closer, an apparition illuminated by the moon"s ethereal glow. In waves, his hair, a shining platinum reminiscent of otherworldly beings, cascades down his back. His bulk playfully brushes past me, sending a shiver down my spine. Cold or not, I can"t seem to stop myself from swimming into him, wanting more contact with this hunky beast of a dark elf.

Our bodies move effortlessly through the water, each stroke bringing us closer together. Despite my attempts to resist, my eyes are drawn to him like a magnet, unable to tear themselves away from his enticing form.

In the moonlight, his muscles glisten and ripple, giving off an ethereal glow that seems almost otherworldly. "Quite a strange spot for a bath," he finally comments, his voice slicing through the serene stillness of the night like a sharp knife. My heart races at the sound of his voice, sending shivers down my spine as we continue our moonlight rendezvous in the tranquil waters.

I let out a casual shrug, trying to appear nonchalant. "I find solace in this place."

A deep chuckle rumbles through him, causing my skin to prickle with excitement and fear. "And why have you sought out a bath at such a late hour?"

"I needed some time alone," I say.

"Oh? Does something weigh on your mind?"

"It"s just... everything is happening so quickly," I confide, my body swimming in sync with his. "And I"m struggling to keep up."

He swims closer, his voice softening. "I had assumed you were trying to escape."

My heart skips a beat at the mention of escape, and I freeze in the water. "Where would I even go?"

He regards me with a sympathetic expression. "Anywhere but here, I suppose." The thought of leaving this tranquil cage fills me with both longing and dread.

A shiver runs down my spine, escaping my lips in a soft gasp.

"Are you cold?" he asks, noticing my reaction.

"N-no," I stammer, trying to hide my trembling lips.

A playful, mischievous grin dances on his lips before he speaks. "I can offer you some warmth," he says, his words an offer of comfort and intimacy and everything I want.

My heart races at the thought of being so close to him.

But it"s forbidden.

"What would you do... to me?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper as I move my arm away from my chest, allowing him a better view.

His eyebrow raises in surprise, creating a crease in his forehead that adds to his already intimidating presence. A smirk slowly spreads across his lips, revealing a hint of danger and excitement. "What would I do to you?" he repeats, his voice dropping to a low, seductive murmur.

My heart races as I imagine the possibilities. "Oh sweet, precious darling, I can think of so many delicious things..."

His eyes glint with desire as he seemingly recounts all the ways in which to torment me, each one more tantalizing than the last. The thought of succumbing to his desires sends shivers down my spine and ignites a fire within me.

My teeth sink into my bottom lip, the nervousness twisting in my gut as I debate whether to follow him down this alluring path. His gaze holds mine with an intensity that makes my heart race and my skin tingle.

As we stand alone in the hushed tranquility of the night, it"s as if there are no barriers between us. The air crackles with unspoken tension, igniting a primal urge within me. Nothing can hold us back now from what we both desire.

He closes the distance between us. His warm body pressed intimately against mine. Leaning down, he brings his lips to my ear and whispers seductively, "I could trace every inch of your skin with my kisses..."

A shiver runs down my spine as I feel his hot breath ghost over my neck, sending a rush of heat through my body.

A flutter of nerves dances within my chest as his fingers glide down my arms, leaving a trail of electric tingles in their wake. His hand gently cups my face, guiding me closer to him with a tender touch.

Our lips meet in a soft yet fiery kiss that ignites a spark deep within me. My body responds instinctively, pressing against him as our tongues intertwine in an intricate dance. The sensation is intoxicating, like being swept away in a whirlwind of emotion and desire.

My arms instinctively wrap around his neck, pulling him closer as our bodies pressed tightly against each other. At this moment, nothing else exists but the warmth of his skin and the intoxicating scent that lingers between us.

But just as quickly as I am lost in the passion, a wave of guilt washes over me, bringing me back to reality. This is wrong. We shouldn"t be doing this. He"s forbidden to me, like a beautifully ripe fruit that I know I can never taste without consequences.

My heart races with conflicting desires, torn between the rush of pleasure and the weight of morality as much as my body begs for more.

The realization alone makes it all the more sweeter.

All the more tantalizing.

"This isn't right," I say firmly, trying to control the tremble in my voice, yet I find my body moving closer to his.

"Why not?"

"I'm supposed to hate you," I tell him.

"Oh, please do, I insist," He replies.

His teasing words send a surge of electricity through my body as he wraps his strong arm around me. The heat emanating from his muscular frame is almost overwhelming, a primal desire that tempts and taunts me.

The air around us crackles with an electric energy, and I can feel my skin tingling in response. As he leans in closer, the scent of his cologne fills my nostrils and sets my heart racing. Our lips meet in a fiery collision, my mouth eagerly parting to welcome his tongue inside. My body responds without hesitation, tilting my head to deepen the passionate kiss between us.

"So now I"m attracted to you?" he teases, putting an arm around me. I can feel his muscles, his body radiating an intense heat, a raw desire that threatens to consume me. The surrounding air seems to sizzle, my skin prickling in response.

As he leans in closer, I feel my lips tingle with anticipation. Without hesitation, I part them for him, tilting my head to the side to grant his tongue inside my mouth.

The taste of mint and something sweet, like ripe berries, explodes on my tongue. Every nerve ending is on fire with pleasure. I am flooded with a burst of intense sensation. I can feel him smirk against my lips at my visceral response… but I don't care… I need more.

His bulging need presses against me, his tongue invading my mouth. My body responds instinctively, pressing closer to him as our tongues continue their intricate dance. His hands roam over every inch of my body, eliciting a moan from deep within me.

A sense of urgency overtakes us as we both know that this moment is fleeting. We shouldn"t be doing this, but we can"t seem to stop ourselves. Our bodies fit perfectly together, like two pieces of a puzzle meant to be joined.

And I eagerly succumb.