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#Post#: 723--------------------------------------------------
Re: A bloody necklace
By: LadyNightowl Date: May 10, 2022, 2:30 pm
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Michael shuddered from pleasure under Syrena's touch. Oh, she
was clever, trying to injure his sense of pride by deliberately
using his alias. By the mischievous glint in her beautiful eyes
and her mocking tone, she knew he was full of sh*t and using a
fake name. That... Stung, for some reason. It was not like he
hadn't done it before, had women call out some other name whilst
in the heat of pleasure and that hadn't bothered him, so why did
it now? He had cycled through plenty of aliases, but.. It
somehow felt important that Syrena would use his real name...
Not that many people knew his real name, hell, not even everyone
in his own guild knew it. He shouldn't give it to her, she was
from a rival guild, technically she was his enemy! But those
things paled with the fact that she was sat, naked, on his lap,
in a bathtub, at an inn miles from either of their guilds, with
a mischievous grin tugging at her plump lips. He sucked in a
sharp breath when she rocked her hips, effectively cutting off
his train of thought. Oh, to hell with it all!
Michael gently cupped Syrena's face with one hand, while letting
the other explore down her back and hip, feeling her shiver and
mould against him, pulling her firmly into his lap and guiding
her lips to his. She tasted heavenly and he couldn't help the
moan that escaped his lips. He rocked his hips, making her gasp
and he wasted no time in darting his tongue between her lips to
explore her mouth.
Her use of his alias still nagged at him, feeling cheated out of
every moan he drew from her lips. He should let it go, not
bother with what name she used, but her teasing tone and the
fact that he was feeling drunk off of her sweet, intoxicating
scent made it harder and harder to resist. Pulling back from her
sweet tasting lips to catch his breath, he caught her eye and he
could see her amusement reflected in them. She was like a
godess, or perhaps more fittingly a siren, sitting on his lap.
Toying with him for her own amusement but sporting a cute blush
across her cheeks making it clear that, no matter how much she
would deny it, he affected her almost as much as she affected
him.
-It.. It's Michael. My name is Michael.
#Post#: 724--------------------------------------------------
Re: A bloody necklace
By: Mirenderim Date: May 10, 2022, 3:06 pm
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She didn't exactly think he'd have the balls to kiss her when
she moved on his lap but clearly he did. He was a good kisser
too which was a very welcome change from the drooling heaps she
usually had to deal with. She was usually the one in control but
he never even gave her a chance to take the lead which, for the
first time in her life, made her want him even more. If Chris
heard about this she'd be in deep shit. That girl made Syrena
seem like an angel in comparison. She had no desire to think
about her student right now though. She was getting dangerously
close to letting go of everything and just enjoy him when he
rocked his hips and she moaned, pleasure shooting through her
body making her ache for more. She had to feel him inside and
soon. Her body demanded it. She barely managed to push down the
whimper when he let go of her lips which made her smile. He was
better than she'd originally thought. Then again, he was an ass
so how any woman would sleep with him had been beyond her until
now. Just because his eyes were mesmerizing, it didn't mean he'd
have much experience. Still, after that kiss she had to admit
that either he had a ton of experience or he was a sexual
prodigy, hell even perhaps had some siren magic in him, which
she doubted.
When he spoke she froze, staring blankly at him for a few
seconds. She honestly didn't expect him to tell her after that
kiss and for a moment she wondered if it actually was his name.
Michael. It fit him actually which bugged her more than she
wanted to admit. Slowly lifting a hand she trailed his jaw,
watching her finger move over his skin while she tried to figure
out what to do. Deciding she might as well tease his sorry ass
she started smiling playfully.
- Well then. 'Elias'..
She leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on his lips before
pulling back and sitting straight in his lap, her hands trailing
down his arms until she grabbed both his hands and pulled them
forward to cup her breasts while watching him curiously.
- For a munk you're awful grabby. I thought that was a sin,
'Elias'.
She made sure to really pronounce the name in a teasing tone and
couldn't help the grin that appeared when she rocked her hips,
grinding against him again.
- Aren't munks supposed to be celibate?
She rocked her hips again, a small moan escaping her. The jerk
was going to be her undoing, of that she was sure.
#Post#: 725--------------------------------------------------
Re: A bloody necklace
By: LadyNightowl Date: May 11, 2022, 12:27 am
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Michael couldn’t hide his grin.
-Well, wil-, Syrena, I never was good with that whole,
discipline thing.
He gave both of her heavy breasts a gentle squeeze, careful not
to squeeze too hard and to make it uncomfortable for her and let
his thumb rub over her hardened bud.
-Too many temptations of the body, and pleasures of the flesh,
you see.
Bending down, kissing her from her jawline down to the mound, he
let his tongue flicker over taunt bud making her emit one of
those delightful moans of hers and arch her back. He knew she
could feel his smile against her skin as he focused in on the
other.
She was going to be the death of him. They were going to be
working together and getting physically involved would severely
complicate matters, but all that didn't matter right now.
Michael straightened up and nuzzled her neck, feeling her
shudder from his touch. Oh, how he wanted to lick and nibble her
entire body all night and make her moan his name. Inhaling her
sweet, intoxicating smell one final time, he reluctantly
withdrew and looked her in the eye. They were beautiful, like
the ocean on a sunny day, her face flush with a delightful pink
shade. His dick was aching and his body howling to feel her,
taste her, make her beg for him.
Michael couldn’t hide his smirk as he let his hands travel down
and took a firm grip on her ass with both hands and then easily
stood up from the bath with her tightly pressed against him. She
had wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his
waist by reflex to not fall and he could all too quickly get
used to having her there. Stepping out of the tub, trying not to
trip on anything, he hungrily kissed her as he headed towards
the bed.
-Well whoever this 'Elias' is that you've been talking about,
I'll make you forget all about him very soon.
#Post#: 726--------------------------------------------------
Re: A bloody necklace
By: Mirenderim Date: May 11, 2022, 8:14 am
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Bingo! She struck a nerve. She could see it in his eyes even
though he pretended to play along a little with her. He didn't
want her to use Elias. Oh, how delightful that was. Perhpss
she'd make it her life mission to never use his real name? Now
that would be fun! He quickly pulled her from her thoughts when
he trailed kissed from her jaw down to her nipples that perked
up in anticipation. When his tongue flicked over the first one
she sucked in a breath, pleasure shooting through her in waves,
and arched her back to give him better access. She let her body
respond to him by reflex and was surprised that it basically
begged him for more. Wherever his hands touched her skin burned
and she could easily remember exactly where his lips had been on
her which was a completely new experience. She was far from a
virgin but never had she actually felt this much pleasure from
mere touching. It was a confusing feeling since he wasn't
exactly doing something she hadn't experienced before so why the
hell did it affect her so much now?
Her body moved before she could comprehend what was happening,
wrapping her legs and arms around him, when he stood. Damn, he
was strong! His face didn't even twitch despite her extra
weight. Another warning sign she decided to ignore as soon as
he kissed her again. She reciprocated the heat since she was
getting excited. This could very well be the best sex she'd ever
have unless he suddenly turned impotent the second she landed on
the bed. She hated how disappointed she would feel if that
happened.
The absurd thought that he could make her forget all about Elias
almost made her laugh. Oh it was payback time for him calling
her wild cat for so long. A playful grin appeared while she
leaned close enough for her lips to brush against his when she
spoke.
- I want you to fu*k me, 'Elias'. I promise I'll moan your name
all night long, 'Elias'.
She couldn't help it as her grin got wider and she moved to rub
her body against his. Tilting her head to the side she started
assaulting his neck with kisses and playful bites so he couldn't
take possession of her mouth again. This game was a lot more fun
than she'd expected and she honestly didn't care that if the
jerk entered her she'd be in deep **** with her master. Some
rules should simply not be broken and sleeping with the enemy
was one of them.
- Take me fast, hard and deep, 'Elias'.
Oh how fun this was!
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Re: A bloody necklace
By: LadyNightowl Date: May 12, 2022, 5:03 am
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Michael wanted to object but was cut of by her assault on his
neck and the only thing to come over his lips was a moan. Toying
with him was she? Well, two could play that game. Even if she
made his thoughts feel like syrup and all of them seemed to come
back to her and the bites an kisses she gave him, making his
mind go blank and his skin burn like fire each time she touched
him. He had been far from a celibate, but none had ever effected
him in this way, making him want to beg for her touch, to beg
for her lips on him, to beg to be buried deep inside her... His
body was still howling for her, his dick so hard and aching from
her touch that it was almost painful. Every fiber of him was
urging him to show her, to take her, to give in to her.. While
his pride wanted to toy with her more for playing her little
games.
He kneeled on the bed, gently lowering her down so that she was
flat on her back. He couldn't help but stare at her. She was
beyond stunning where she lay, with a mischievous smile,
probably thinking she had won their little game already. The
tiredness he had felt when he had entered the room was long
gone, like if her presence and touch alone had reviewed him and
given him new energy. He lowered himself over her, drawn in by
her arms and the need to occupy her lips so they wouldn't wreak
havoc on him any longer. Bracing himself on one elbow he let his
other hand linger on her ass. He lifted his body up a bit and to
the side to create some space between them and he could feel her
resist. He knew she wanted him inside her as much as he wanted
to be there, he could see the lust and hunger in her eyes. But
he wasn't finished with the game yet.
-Are you sure about that Syrena? That Elias is the one you're
looking for?
He kneaded her well defined ass, letting his hand travel down
along the outside of her thigh and up along the inside, stopping
a few inches from her s*x. He couldn't keep the amusement from
his voice.
-I heard he can be quite the bastard.
He moved his hand up so that he slowly could stroke her little
bundle of nerves.
-And I don't think he plays fair.
He couldn't help but tease her by increasing the pressure a
little, but keeing the pace torturously slow while nipping at
her neck. She was starting to squirm under him, panting,
moaning. He liked that. Letting his breath fan her neck he could
feel her shudder under him.
-I can be much nicer you know.
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Re: A bloody necklace
By: Mirenderim Date: May 12, 2022, 8:45 am
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Syrena had expected it to tick the jerk off and she was correct
when she saw the annoyance in his eyes as he put her down on the
bed. Oh, sweet victory! That victory was shortlived however when
the idiot decided to just feel her up while questioning her
judgement. If Elias was a rascal that's the one she wanted in
bed, which she was about to tell him but then his thumb brushed
over her cl*t and her mind went blank. With every agonizingly
slow stroke pleasur eshot through her body, effectivly taking
apart every sentence in her head while her breathing grew
heavier. Her hands shot out to the sides, gripping the sheets
under her while her hips bucked against his hand. How was he
doing that? He wasn't the first to find it but it never felt
that good even when she pleasured herself. His ability to make
her a moaning mess was astonishing. Despite him going
torturously slow the pleaure was building fast. Her entire body
was shivering, her vag*nal walls desperately cramping to find
anything to grip. She only partially heard him speak, not sure
who he was referring to anymore. Her hands reached up to wrap
around his neck while her hips kept pushing towards him. She
could feel her nails dig into his skin as she pulled him towards
her, a loud gasp escaping her. What was he waiting for? A bloody
invitation? It wasn't like she could get more obvious than this.
She was dying to feel him fill her and even though his fingers
felt amazing, she didn't want to climax by his hand. Writhing
underneath him, she tried to get him to understand she needed
him inside. Her inner siren was screaming so loudly it drenched
out everything else. Before she could stop herself her magic
activated, making her eyes turn completely white. It seeped out
of her, making the room hotter, the senses more intense. She
panicked when the assault on her cl*t turned almost painful and
she quickly shook her head.
- N-no! Michael, please..
She shut her eyes hard, trying desperately to form any coherrent
thoughts while pulling her magic back. She refused to lull him.
Her pride demanded she'd either get him on her own accord or not
at all. Besides, the siren spell was a dangerous thing to use
when actually having s*x since it increased the risk of
pregnancy dangerously much. She had to tell him that, or at
least she thought she might have to. She lost track of her
thoughts when she suddenly climaxed, her body growing rigid as
wave after wave of pleasure tore through her. She heard herself
cry out in surprise while her nails dig deep into his skin. She
had never had an orga*m that intense before and it efficiently
wiped her mind clean of any kind of thoughts but the pleasure
coursing through her.
#Post#: 729--------------------------------------------------
Re: A bloody necklace
By: LadyNightowl Date: May 13, 2022, 6:12 am
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Michael had not expected the turn of events. He had enjoyed
teasing her, watching as she completely submitted to his touch,
a pleased smile on his lips. It was so unlike her otherwise bold
and aggressive demeanour, though the marks she left on his back
told another story. He could feel her pleasure building, but had
not anticipated her eyes to turn white and the air start almost
humming around her. His pleased smile had turned surprised, by
her trashing around and pleading whimpers he had guessed he
affected her a lot but he hadn't expected her to be THAT
affected. He could feel the temperature rising in an instant and
his entire body starting to tingle. It sent an electric jolt
through him, blanking his mind with the raw pleasure coursing
through him, heightening all of his senses. That was raw magic,
and a lot of it, which should have scared him, or at least made
him pause, but it somehow didn't, instead it made him want her
more. Each movement, each breath, now making the hairs on his
neck stand up. All he could think of was her and all he could
feel was the hunger for her, making it impossible to resist the
temptation any longer. He grabbed her hip and adjusted himself,
rubbing the length of his shaft against her cl*t, making her
shudder, feeling how slick with desire she was, before pressing
against her entrance.
Pleasure shot up his spine as he entered her, almost making him
climax on the spot. Waves of her earlier cl*max were still
coursing through her, sending him reeling from the sensation. He
had enough sense left, even if it was fading with each passing
second, to move slowly, letting her adjust to him, making her
take a bit more of him with each thrust. Each slow thrust felt
like sweet torture, but he forced himself to be gentle with her,
sweat breaking out as he battled with his body and the lingering
magic. She was like nothing he had ever experienced before,
turning him into a wild animal in her embrace. He could feel
Syrena clawing at his back like he was the only thing keeping
her grounded, her eyes flickering between white and blue, her
breathing growing ragged, her sweet sounds of pleasure and moans
like a melody, spuring him on and making him pick up the pace.
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Re: A bloody necklace
By: Mirenderim Date: May 13, 2022, 6:54 am
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Coming down from her high she gasped in surprise when he
suddenly entered her. Her body was still convulsing, her vag*nal
walls clamping down around him as if trying to hook him in
place. She almost lost control of her magic again and had to
fight hard to focus enough not to let it slip, yet with every
thrust going deeper her focus was lost further and as he picked
up the pace, going deeper and faster she felt herself lose what
little grip she had and the siren spell activated. Her mind went
blank, every fiber of her being focused on the man in her arms.
The air around them started vibrating while her pu*sy tightened
almost painfully around his shaft, pulsating on it's own accord
and adding to the pleasure that was already insane for her. The
spell was ringing in her ears when she suddenly flipped them
over, an inhumane strength suddenly posessing her, while she
leaned back placing her hands on his tighs for support before
moving, her head falling back as she closed her eyes, letting
her body move fast on him, chasing her release. She was panting
hard, desperately trying to get air into her lungs as she again
felt the cl*max take her body in posession, her magic increasing
tenfold, putting so much pressure on everything that even the
bed started creaking in it's joints. Her hair was floating
around her as if she was in water while she let wave after wave
of pleasure rake through her body, her fingers digging into his
flesh while her pu*sy convulsed around him, milking every last
drop it could get, not even giving him a chance to pull out.
Even if he had tried her magic would have prevented it, making
it an extremely painful experience.
As she finally came down from her high the magic eased up and
she got some kind of sense back. Almost dazed she looked down at
him, a slightly puzzled look on her face as she straightened up
and placed her hands on his abs, trailing the outline of every
muscle. Then it hit her what she just did and she panicked in a
second. Her magic had been activated and he was inside her when
it did. Did he come inside? quickly getting off of him she
literally rolled off the bed and landed on the floor with a low
thump, gasping in pain.
- No, no, no, no, no!
Her hand went down to her pu*sy, feeling the sticky c*m slowly
drizzle out before cursing, tears prickling her eyes from the
surging anger. This couldn't be happening! How did he make her
lose control over her power? Sitting up she turned to him, fury
in her eyes while her magic started building inside.
- What did you do?! Did you put a fu*king siren spell on me?!
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Re: A bloody necklace
By: LadyNightowl Date: May 13, 2022, 2:46 pm
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Michael didn't think he could be more turned on by Syrena than
he already was, but he was proven wrong when she suddenly
flipped them over. She was riding him like she was fleeing death
itself. As he was trying to keep pace with her, he could feel
his desire building fast and he knew he would not be able to
last much longer. His mind was no longer working properly,
between her furious pace and the magic muddling his sences he
wasn't able to even form thoughs, as though someone else had
hijacked them. He should.. He shouldn't empty his seed inside
her... Claim her... Not risk future spawns.. Mate her. .. it
would be trouble.. It would be heaven... Enemy... Lover.. So
bad... So good...
The intensity of her climax made him lose his last restraints,
his own release washing through him in waves. Her grip on him
was milking him for everything he was worth, making him cry out
her name and he almost passed out. He was still breathing hard,
feeling sweaty and dazed, like he had sprinted for miles, with
stars dancing in front of his eyes. Sweet mother of the night,
that had been like nothing else he had ever known. He could feel
Syrena getting off him, wishing for her to come back but was too
weak to do anything.
Michael barely heard anything of what Syrena said, still reeling
from the mind shattering s*x just moments earlier. He turned to
look at her, a concerned wrinkle appearing at her frazzled
state. His eyes went to her glistening fingertips, his mind aat
first unable to connect the dots. Oh. Oh f*ck. Guilt washed over
him in an instant, surprising him, that one was new and he
didn't like it one bit. He had to wait a few seconds before he
spoke to make sure he still could, her hostile tone making it
easier for him to regain his composure. He cleared his throat,
his mouth was dry and his voice came out rough and raggedy.
-I'm not the siren here, wild cat. I hate to admit it but I suck
at using magic. And.. even if i were to actually have potential,
I use fire, and if I'm not mistaken, sirens have a thing for
water, don't they?
He turned on his side, leaning his head in his hand.
-Besides, you seemed to enjoy yourself quite a lot up there.
Don't think I've ever been ridden like a bat out of hell before.
He gave her a confident smirk but avoided looking directly into
her blazing eyes, guilt still prickling his heart a bit. She had
completely overridden his ratonal brain and the scariest thing
was that he did not regret it one bit.
#Post#: 732--------------------------------------------------
Re: A bloody necklace
By: Mirenderim Date: May 13, 2022, 3:31 pm
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Syrena kept glaring at him while anger coursed through her. She
shouldn't have entered his room at all. Clearly it had been a
mistake but it had been an amazing one. She could still feel her
pu*sy throb from the cl*max and frustratingly enough she felt as
if she needed another round. She slammed her fist into the
bedframe, cursing again before rubbing her face with her hands.
Then it hit her what he said. Looking up at him in surprise, she
silently studied his face, all signs of rage gone.
- You're a fire mage?
A frown appeared on her face while she shifted so she could lean
her arms on the bed, still looking at him with nothing but
curiosity.
- And you're right, only a water based wizard can use a siren
spell but usually it takes more than just a watermage to control
it, even if they are masters.
Her eyes focused on his while she climbed up in the bed,
stradling him again. She didn't like to admit it but she liked
touching him and the bed was small enough for her to use it as
an excuse although she obviously could lie comfortably next to
him without touching him at all. Besides, he smeared her so she
might as well get as much of it on him as possible in revenge.
If he was a firemage it wluld explain why she hated his guts but
then the sex would have been terrible and it was far from it so
she suspected he might just be using the wrong element, like
Chris who refused to learn anything but water magic despite
being a firemage at heart.
- Ever heard of abysmal magic?
She tilted her head to the side while she rocked her hips a
little to smear as much of the sticky liquid on him as possible,
although it had a rather strong sideeffect since her desire for
him rose again in an instant, creaming her pu*sy to prepare for
penetration while her nip*les perked up. She rolled her eyes and
did a swirling motion with one hand and it all cooled down in an
instant before she returned her attention to him again.
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