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SUBDUED BY THE BEASTđ«
An onslaught of emotions came upon her at the gesture with something coming undone inside of her.
And just like that, suddenly she knew, knew it all.
She knew then who he was and why he was there.
He was there for her.
He was hers as she was his.
He was Ixhxel.
'Izhxel,' she mumbled.
He nodded softly and smiled at her.
He drew her much more closer than they already were and properly kissed her.
It was a puissant subduing kiss that left her body on fire, stuck in the flames that burned but didn't hurt.
He kissed her senseless, mercilessly.
She in turn wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging onto him with her eyes closed.
Their souls recognized through the bond, the nisus channel, momentarily repairing a little that had been damaged up till then.
The kiss grew intense as they both ravaged each other's mouth greedily, forgetting the crowd gathered around them, totally invested in their fleshly desires.
Passion and desire coupled with the nisus skyrocketed their need to have one another.
But, he still has to draw back the moment he felt the cold enamel of her fangs.
'Don't,' he commanded her in a jussive voice.
She whined her protest as he lifted her into his arms.
She buried her face in his chest, wanting more of his sweet and intoxicating coco lemon scent.
He began to take her away, both unbothered by the large crowd that was gathered there.
Everyone watched on in either shock, surprise, confusion, relief, frustration, jealousy or envy as they left.
Cora followed behind them and the others followed suit behind her after a moment t to collect themselves.
'More,' she murmured. 'I want more Izhxel.'
He stopped walking and stared down at her.
'Wait a little while,' he tried to persuade her.
She whined her protest but said nothing.
He smiled.
She had been tamed.
She had been conquered, subdued by the beast.
'Izhxel,' she murmured.
'Hmmh,' he answered her. She cuddled closer to him.
'It burns,' she whispered.
'I know my sweet, I know. But soon it shall not be so,' was his assurance to her. She sighed softly.
'Izhxel.' She sniffed his clothes, gripping his ass his scent continue to assail her senses.
Her want rose a bitch and she was soon pleasing with him.
'Please,' was her light plea in a somewhat broken voice.
'Wait, wait a while,' he requested of her, urging her into submission as the coalescent feeling that came with the nisus began to override him.
His melanous eyes flickered to silver and then back again to its original shade.
He stopped and winced.
Cora was at their side in a heartbeat.
'My Lord,' she said, 'are you alright?' He nodded after a while and resumed walking.
This time, his side refused to leave his side, following right behind him as if she wanted to enter into his broad back.
'He will be fine,' Hyeera assured the agitated Cora in an attempt to get her away from the emperor's back. 'He will I promise.'
But still, she was undeterred, sticking to him, behind him like glue.
They arrived at the royal manor a moment later when the urge was puissant, maddening.
He staggered forward with his burden, nearly dropping the lady as the Nissan engulfed him for a moment.
He groaned as his eyes shifted to silver.
Cora and Hyeera held onto him, their reflexes quick as he transitioned momentarily.
That stupid nisus it was going to keep messing with him, teasing him nonstop until he did the needful.
'Thank you,' he said.
They went up the stairs to his quarters.
A maid greeted them in the left wing.
'Have you prepared it all?' Hyeera asked her.
She paid obeisance first and then answered her.
'Yes I have my lady,' she said with her head still bowed low.
'My Lord,' Peter called as the emperor made to move.
'Peter?'
'Yes My Lord.'
'Oversee my manor Peter,' he commanded. 'Assist him Hyeera. See to it that the attacked are all in good health. She made a mess of a lot I could see,' he said.
'Yes My Lord,' they chorused simultaneously.
He headed for the bedroom as the rest left to do as he had ordered.
'Stay put,' he told the three aides and made to go.
Cora followed him.
He wanted to tell her to stay but thought better.
She was as stubborn as a mule.
He doubt he would be able to be rid of her until he was safely in his bedroom with the lady.
Therefore, after weighing all the pros and cons, he decided to let her be.
'Izhxel,' she purred.
The low throaty voice increased his testosterone level.
He suppressed a groan of pleasure.
She moaned his name again in that Lorelei voice and he felt himself harden.
The things this woman could do to him.
'We are almost there,' he said to her in am alluring voice. She groaned.
'It burns, it hurts. It burns ignescently,' she told him.
'Patience my sweet,' he told her. 'It shall soon burn no longer. You shall soon be relieved of that intense burning Mine.'
They arrived the bedroom in one piece.
Cora opened the door for him since he had his hands full.
He proceeded into the bedroom.
'Be well My Lord,' she said behind him.
'Take care you too,' he bid her.
She closed the door.
He carried her straight to the bath that had been prepared for her.
He set her down.
She clinged to him instantly like paper tape, nuzzling him.
'A taste, let me taste,' she urged him in a voice that was too childish to be hers -as if she realized.
'Don't,' he ordered her in a jussive voice.
He detached her from him and proceeded to undress her slowly.
'It burns,' she purred yet again.
At this point, he was really tempted to shut her up permanently with a needle and thread.
'Patience,' he still managed to say to her despite his frustration.
He removed the last of her clothing and lifted her.
Then, he lowered her into the really icy water slowly.
She sighed in mild relief, closing her eyelids as her skin wallowed in the soothing sweetness of the ice cold water,the exact opposite of her scorching body.
'Better?' He inquired of her.
She nodded and opened the eyes that she had shut.
They were now light pink in colour, effulgent.
She had transitioned completely.
She stared at him, relaxed in the bath tub, studying him like a devoted student watching an experiment, her eyes perusing his desirous body.
'Izhxel,' she called an invitation in a husky voice that heated his tepid blood.
He tried to suppress why he had succeeded in holding in before and failed in flying colours.
'Yes?' He answered as if bewitched by her inviting eyes.
'Come,' she lured him in that Lorelei voice, 'come to me.'
Against his will, his eyes flicked silver and then black.
He transitioned once again and it finally settled on silver.
'Ninotchka,' he whispered as she proceeded to stand in the bath, rising as slowly as any human could, but still similar to a smooth sheeny alluring water goddess.
His eyes widened at the delicious sight, his mouth going dry.
Water dripped from her hair and back into the bath.
Under the dim lights she looked like she was crafted out of bronze and gold.
Desire ripped through him, hot and roaring, turning his tepid desire into hot and dangerous passion.
He hardened in an inevitable place as the whacking want threatened to dislodge him from the reins of sanity.
'Come,' she bid him againâas her hair began to glow softlyâin a soft drawing seductive voice that hyped his testosterone level.
'Don't,' he pleaded in a low husky voice that was thick with the intensity of his need.
Then, she began to approach him.
He tried to move but his feet remained unmoved, rooted, demurring, obsequiousâcompletely glued to the floor by something that was obviously greater than him.
He watched her, noting every locomotion, the drawing of her legs one after another, her bouncy breast, her glowing hair.
'Ixhxel,' she whispered coming afore him.
He took in all of her wonderful feminine bounty.
He ached to touch, to own.
But somewhere in his subconscious he was still convincing himself that it wasn't yet time.
Yes, it wasn't, it definitely wasn'tâas if he could battle with the urge of the nisus and win.
'Don't,' he said again.
He was trying to fight temptation but not moving away from it because he was unable to do so.
'Mate,' she said as she was now afore him.
He stared down at her as her hands snaked round his neck.
She leaned upwards rather slowly as if giving him the time to back out.
But, he did not and she kissed him, her soft lips covering his expertly, seductively, entrapping him.
He could have prevented it all.
He could have stepped back from her.
He could have avoided it all.
He could have run from her.
But, his control broke, snapped like a weak rubber band and he kissed her back.
...OmaPhinaPhiređ„
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