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Sebastians hands buried in my hair, mussing my perfectly done pleats and curls as he kissed me viciously.

In the small span of time I have known this man he has kissed me in many ways.

with hesitance.

With pure lust.

With slight unwillingness.

With fever need fulled by anger.

Hatefully.

And now with a viciousness, as if it were a war.

I rather liked this violent kiss. The unapologetic strokes if his tongue, the occasional nip of teeth.

He jerked my body even closer, fingers making quick rough work of my buttons, my dress slipping from my shoulders. His lips kissing my newly exposed skin, stubble scratching.

I could, very well, simply make both our clothing disappear but I found I enjoyed the motions of out bodies as he rid me of my clothing, "that fucking dress." He growled as it pooled at my feet, "I aught to burn it."

I moaned softly, my fingers blindly working on undoing his trousers as his found my aching wetness.

The man didn't even allow my hand to explore once I freed him, instead he picked me up pinning me to the wall, my legs

Wrapped around him, his arousal just kissing my own, "you.." I breathed out, "are still dressed."

"don't care." He grunted as he pushed himself inside me in a single thrust, "fuck! So fucking tight."

I let out several lewd whimper and keening moans as he, without preamble or time to adjust, withdrew nearly to an exit before swiftly thrusting into me.

Over and over again.

My body shook with pleasure as my nails dug into his shoulders, my breasts pressed against his chest.

The fabric of his clothing, scratching at my overly sensitive flesh.

It was strange and just divine enough for me to allow him to stay that way.

The was a strange pleasure in being the only party without garments during intercourse.

It didn't take much of his rough pounding, his fingers gripping my hips and thighs for me to peak, my desire dripping off my lips is whispered moans and praise.

He rolled his hips just the right way to prolong my orgasm.

My body still quaked with pleasurable tremors as I collapsed against his chest, tongue lapping at the sweat slicked skin on his neck, "Interesting way of making them think we were having sex Sebastian." I murmured.

He was still aroused, not having climaxed himself the first time yet, "you didn't get so tired the first time I took you to bed Noviana."

"I find the entire situation arousing to the point of exhaustion." I murmured back, not caring that he didn't respond to my previous statement.

He adjusted my hips so his cock pressed even deeper inside me.

I shivered in pleasure, "oh..."

I could feel his chuckle rumbling through his chest into mine, "I am sure I can keep you awake."

my fingers slipping under his clothing to explore, "you had your fun with all of this on, why not disrobe and continue?"

"Because you want me naked, maybe I will be if you manage to make me come..." He trailed off looking at a clock on the fat wall, "in say the next ten minutes."

"Unfair considering you leave so many wonderful spots for me lick and stroke covered."

"Not my problem." He mentioned offhandedly, slowly starting to stroke into me.

I frowned slightly, "I do not like this game."

"I don't care."

I snapped my fingers and he was naked as I wished him to be, my hands exploring his broad chest and back, "better."

He stopped his languid thrusting, "just when I reign in my temper," he growled, "you go and spark it again."

The next thrust was harder, causing my thighs to clench around him.

The following one even more so, hips grinding against my clit each time he slid home, growling lowly about how tight I was, how wet and the way I felt squeezing at his cock.

I certainly climaxed again before the ten minutes were up, pulling him impossibly closer teeth tugging at his earlobe.

Something I noticed always made his hips jerk just a bit harder into me and his grip grow even more desperate. I sighed softly into his ear, breathless, "I know how you like to switch your positions after you achieve your pleasure..." my fingers trailed his spine, "shall I use my tongue next."

He snarled, pressing my further into the wall and his body further into me, burying himself impossibly deeper once more, almost to the point of pain.

It mattered not, he was seemingly always his roughest when he climaxed, leaving us both panting.

"Nine minutes." I breathed out between pants, "you gave me ten. Gods how many rounds do wolves stay aroused?"

"Depends on the power of the wolf." He grunted, pulling away.

I felt his absence deep within me as his fingers knotted in the hair at the base of my skull, "I see..."

He pulled me to the huge bed none too gently, "and how good the climaxes are."

Without further explanation I was tossed onto the bed on my stomach, "strange.." I mused, "how your kind work."

He ignored my musings, adjusting me so my hips were high in the air, "you had ten minutes when you were doing as you were told." I felt his flesh press against me. "Which you didn't do, I may already be undressed but there will be no reward for you."

My lips quirked up as I arched my back for him, "I see."

I would think that impressive member of his would be a decent enough reward.

His hands gripped my behind, "you know Noviana....I really should punish you for that."

My tongue ran over my lower lip, "please do."

It might be quite fun.

"Asking for punishment little witch?"

"I do believe I am. I peered at him over my shoulder, "what is it you intend to do?"

His eyes trailed my ivory skin, "well...lets turn some of this beautiful flesh a lovely shade of red and then rid you of the last of your virginities."

My brows furrowed for a moment before I recalled a very interesting fact about him.

"You are a sodomite." I scolded.

"And you will be too." He mused, "before you leave my chambers."

"I do not think so." I stated, "you barely fit where your arousal belongs-"

His hand came down on my bottom, causing me to gasp as he pushed inside my quim again, "that." He grunted, adjusting my hips, "is something for me to deal with and you to take later."

He was insane if he thought I would allow it.

But I rather liked how the idea aroused him.

How his hips moved when he talked about it.

It clearly was a desire he had that ran deeply through his aroused mind.

I, pushed my hips back against his, moaning, "very well..."

"Good girl.." he growled, kissing my back.

I would simply exhaust him before he decides to attempt an impossible feat.