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What had felt strange at first was quickly becoming something I craved. I liked the way his arms felt around me and his lips on mine. And I wasn't disappointed when his tongue entered my mouth in search of mine. Heat rushed through me and the little pulse between my legs reawakened with a vengeance.
He lifted me completely off my feet and carried me over to the bed where he sat me down.
"I will fuck you now," he announced, making the spot between my legs, my clit, pulse even harder. He took a seat on a wide, comfy-looking padded chair, across from me, leaving me baffled.
"Okay," I managed.
"Have you ever had sex before?" he demanded.
I shook my head. "No."
A grin spread over his features, making him look even more arrogant. "Good."
The blue of his eyes seemed to intensify. "Take your clothes off."
I licked my suddenly dry lips. I was torn between anticipation of something I had never done before and modesty. No man had ever seen me naked, and I wasn't sure how I felt about it.
My mind was still working through questions like, was this really going to happen? Did I want it to?
I rose on shaky legs, and my trembling fingers moved over the buttons of my dress, unfastening one at a time, and pulled it over my head.
"Everything, take everything off," he rasped.
I should have felt embarrassed getting naked in front of him, but I didn't. Deep down, I knew I would have been mortified had this been any other man. For some unfathomable reason, I felt safe with him, and my body burned to receive more of his hot kisses,and other things, my mind whispered.
My hands moved back to loosen the hooks from my breast covering before I let it fall to the ground. His eyes darkened as they feasted on my bare breasts, making me feel desirable and, for some reason, powerful.
I loosened the knot holding my loincloth in place and let it glide to the ground as well.
"Turn around," his voice sounded hoarse, and he cleared his throat as I did as he bid.
"Magnificent. You're beautiful," he declared. "Come here."
Despite me being fully naked while he had yet to remove his pants, I still didn't feel the slightest bit of embarrassment as I walked over to him. He spread his legs wide to accommodate me, and I moved between them.
His hands came up, cupped my breasts, and a deep moan rose from my throat. His thumbs caressed my hardening nipples, and I took in a hissing breath as I absorbed all the new sensations moving through me.
His hands then proceeded to move down my flank, my hips, and the outside of my thighs.
"Go lay on the bed," he demanded.
Part of me wanted to protest him ordering me around like this, but he was a warlord, my master, and in all honesty, if felt good not having to think and just doing what he said. Besides, deep inside me, my blood sang in anticipation of what would happen next.
He slowly rose from the chair while I laid down on the bed and watched him take his breeches off.
I had seen men without shirts on, but never one naked from head to toe. Still, I knew without a doubt that he was truly magnificent. The flickering light created shadows on his chiseled abs, making him appear even more muscular and massive than he already was.
His cock sprung from his pants the moment he allowed them to drop; it was so hard it bounced against his rock-hard abdomen. "You see how much I want you, little czira?"
I pulled in my lower lip, sucked on it, bit down on it, the pain grounding me because the sight of his massive cock, a sight that should have frightened me, did strange things to my stomach and pussy.
My stomach fluttered, and my core flooded with moisture, as my feet and legs moved restlessly on his bed. He watched me through hooded eyes, stroking his shaft. "You want me."
It was a statement, not a question, but still I answered hoarsely, "Yes."
"Good." Naked, he moved over to a small table and retrieved a small vial. "Lean back, and hold still," he ordered.
With his teeth, he pulled the stopper off the vial while holding it with one hand, while his other still moved up and down his cock, which was elongating even more.
