Chapter 6

She tasted like warm spices, her tongue making me lightheaded and buzzy. Her kiss was strong and aggressive. I made moves to pull away but she held me tight, one hand tightly grasping my arm and the other on the back of my head. Even in my heels, she was taller than I, her curvaceous figure displaying raw power and strength.

The room she had escorted me to was all heavy wood draped in ornate, golden fabrics. A massive bed dominated one wall, with various seating furniture strewn around. Across from it, a fire crackled in an enormous fireplace. I could feel the heat from it even through my heavy clothes.

"Tonight you are mine," she said, finally releasing me. "I think you recognize me, yes?"

"Yes, Miss…" I trailed off.

"Decker," she said, the name sounding lurid and exotic as it rolled from her lips. "Cosmina Decker."

"It's — it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Decker," I stammered, finding myself suddenly deeply anxious.

Who was this woman? What did she want with me, and why did she want me?

"Please," she purred, her words round and full. "Cosmina. Only Cosmina."

"Cosmina," I repeated meekly.

My palms were sweating, even though — or perhaps because — she was only staring at me. I felt like a mouse cornered by a cat, my low-cut gown exposing me even as the layers of my petticoat and lingerie shielded me from her. She circled me slowly, her eyes twinkling and calculating, taking me in. Her sparkling, golden dress trailed on the floor behind her.

"You have very nice figure," she said from behind me. "Even in such a big dress, is clear."

"Th — thank you," I stammered.

"Perhaps you want to know why I want you?"

"I was wondering, yes, Miss Deck — Cosmina."

She was on top of me now, her hands snaking around my corseted belly. Her nose nuzzled into my neck, her breath hot on my skin. I let out a small, ragged gasp. I could feel the weight of her behind me, her body pressing into my back.

"You have singular quality," she whispered, kissing along my neck to the corner of my jaw. "Beauty, yes, but fire also."

"Fire," I moaned as her lips brushed along my ear. "Beauty…"

"Like horse that must be tamed," she continued. "Wild and beautiful, yes. But raw, unshaped. But when controlled — becomes something more. All energy focused. Wildness shaped and bent to serve. You have been tamed like this, Little Flower."

"That's why you want me?"

"Yes, and no. I want you because, well, look at you. And I will show you how good you are broken."

"You're going to break me?" I sighed, the idea simultaneously exciting and terrifying.

Her hands had moved to the edge of my bodice, tracing the line of it along my skin. She smelled like wood smoke and whiskey. Her strong arms were tight around me, locking me in place. But I didn't want to move. I didn't want to escape — I wanted her to take me.

I wanted her to break me.

"Oh yes," she said, turning me slowly around. "Take your raw beauty and make it mine."

She was naked and grinning, but I couldn't focus on her face.

"Oh, Cosmina," I gasped, covering my mouth with my hands in shock. "You have —"

"Something for you to suck," she finished for me, circling her hand around the base of her furiously erect cock. "I have heard you are good at this, no?"

I was already on my knees, sinking into my voluminous gown. I ran my hands up her silken legs and over her wide hips before letting them come to a rest on her rear. I kissed the arch of her legs, running a line from the outside to the very edge of her shaft. I brushed my nose against it, letting her feel my breath on it.

"Yes," I said quietly, looking up at her with wide eyes while I slipped my hand over her tip. "I think I actually am."

Cosmina put her hands on her hips and let her head fall backwards as I began to slowly stroke her. I kissed along her belly and thighs, teasingly nudging and bumping her cock and package but not taking it into my mouth.

"Such a tease," Cosmina chided.

"The hunt is better than the kill," I grinned. "Anyone can make you cum. But you don't want anyone, do you?"

"No," she groaned as I licked along the underside of her shaft, from the base to the tip. "I paid for you."

"Because you wanted me. So let me tease you, Cosmina."

"I will take you how I want you," she said suddenly, an edge to her voice that I hadn't heard before. "Little Flower, you are not possibly ready for me."