A Touch Too Much by Chris Lange
The tub was big enough for her to sit back and stretch her legs. About a foot behind her two grab-handles built into the spa made her grin. They looked like the top part of swimming pool ladders, but she figured they allowed easy access. On each side, soap, shampoo, conditioner, and bath salts of all kinds and colours were displayed on a small wooden platform. To top it all the water also kept a constant perfect temperature.
Although she had the presence of mind to face the door, Liv didn’t believe a vampire would dare disturb her. The king had given orders and everybody obeyed him. She soaked for a while, then fiddled around to use jet massages with different speeds. And it had taken a trip to the Overworld to get acquainted with the fantastic power of a hot tub! With a dreamy smile she let the bubbling massage pattern work its magic on her body.
She had no idea how long she had been floating in the relaxing water when the door opened. As Raskhan entered the room, Liv realised she had been feeling the vibe but had got it mixed up with the wonderful, exciting sensations stroking her body. Like an obvious fact, she understood why she hadn’t felt it in the park and when Khord had tried to kill her. Violent emotions like terror or pain seemed to tone it way down.
His face unreadable, the king of the Overworld touched a switch. The light from the walls dimmed to nothing, plunging the room in total darkness. Another switch and small lights came on directly from the bottom and the sides of the hot tub. Deep shadows reigning over them, a languid hush seemed to unite with the soft radiance enlivening the spa.
Water lapping her naked body, Liv rested the back of her head on the rim and closed her eyes. Dear God, but this felt so good! Dear God, but she so wanted him to join her!
Chapter Twenty-Five
The loud thump of shoes being kicked off drew her deeper into a decidedly arousing state. She saw first his bare chest, then she watched the swift motion of his hands working on the button of his jeans. She glared at him, recalling his passionate taste for defiance. But her feigned scowl went wide of the mark as he was too busy getting out of his pants.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Rescuing you from drowning.”
Never a dull moment with him! As he pulled down his underpants, she averted her gaze. Had he been in her shoes he would have drunk in her nudity. Staring at the bubbling water, she willed herself not to look up. Seconds later he slid into the tub while she moved her legs to make room for him. His muscular body disappeared under the frothy water. Sighing, he stretched his arms out onto the rim, and gave her a large smile.
“Doesn’t this feel good?”
“Fantastic, but you could have waited until I’m done.”
“What? And miss an opportunity to put you in an awkward position and to enjoy the sight of your rosy cheeks? Don’t you know me at all?”
Liv realised she was getting to know him well when she wondered which cheeks he was referring to. The vibe roiling in her belly, she looked at his face. A pang of disappointment hit her as she saw no trace of desire there. Knees drawn up, he kept his legs to himself and didn’t try to touch her. Had he really come in here just to have a bath?
“I know what you want, kitten, but I’m worn out. All this chasing and running has taken a lot out of me.”
Her cheeks heated up at least ten degrees and genuine embarrassment ran through her. Vampires didn’t get tired, especially not him. He was teasing her again, yet she was powerless to control her body’s natural reactions.
“First of all, I don’t want anything from you. Furthermore, how did you find me in the park?”
“Given that I never lost you, I didn’t ‘find’ you. How could I? You were as loud as a freight train. Having said that, rest assured I’ll play hide-and-seek with you anytime.”
And he grinned as she silently cursed him. Damn his vampire’s heightened senses! Damn his excessive complacency! He didn’t want her, did he? Well, it was high time she gave him a taste of his own medicine. Sitting up straighter, Liv took a long breath to enhance her breasts. His grin dwindled as her nipples broke the surface of the bubbling water.
“You know what, your Majesty? I think I’ll get back to my room now. Enjoy your bath!”
She stood up with a slow, graceful move. The small lights coming from the tub glowed on her bare skin. Her body dripping with water, she leisurely raised her arms up to wring out her hair. At her feet, the king stared hard. Jaws tensed, gaze riveted to her gleaming body, he stared at the sight of her hands wiping droplets off her breasts.
“Stop calling me ‘your Majesty’ and sit down!”
“Why would I do that? Your Majesty is obviously exhausted and doesn’t wish my company. Besides I take up too much room.”
His eyes took on a new light when her hands moved down to her belly. As if caught in the throes of an intense emotion, he winced.
“Sit on me. Now!”
“Hold on a second, let me get this straight. Is your Majesty begging me to sit on him?”
The way he flexed his hands told Liv their first encounter was bright and vivid in his mind. As if recalling the sexual scene increased his desire, his wince deepened.
“Sit on me.”
Like a goddess of love, she didn’t make a move towards him but slid her hand down between her legs, entangling her fingers in the curls of her bush. And something incredible happened. Chastened, the king of the Overworld closed his eyes to utter a single word.
“Please.”
Placing her legs on each side of his body, she got hold of his outstretched arms to lower herself down on him. When her sex brushed his erection, his eyes flew open. A fierce expression of desire crossed his features and she gave him an order.
“Don’t move.”
Keeping a firm grip on his forearms, she sucked in his hard cock. Faces inches apart, gazes melting into each other’s, they both moaned. While she took him all the way in, the tight muscles of his arms rolled under her fingers. She moistened her lips with her tongue, and exhaled as his dick rubbed the whole length of her cunt and charged her up with power.
She was on top. By defying him she had ensured a dominant position. What she hadn’t exactly planned was her own longing for penetration, the abrupt craving that burned her mind and demanded more—begged her to gobble up his long, steely sex. To swallow it into her deepest folds, to tremble as it expanded in her, and to drive it relentlessly to fulfilment.
Up and down she went, their flesh coupling, their sighs pairing to fill the room with passion. She had never made love this intensely before, never would have imagined the wondrous feel of his stiff rod so deep inside her. The erotic position they held magnified her lust, but staring into his mesmerising gaze while devouring his cock brought tears to her eyes.
She wanted to kiss him so much that she sat on him to lean forward. But as soon as her grip on his arms slackened, he circled her waist with his hands. Even if he enjoyed being taken care of, he obviously had something else in mind.
“My turn, kitten.”
Delighted groans broke loose when he lifted her up to draw his erect dick out of her constricted sex. While he rose to his knees, he placed one of his hands on the small of her back, and urged her to lie back.
Floating on the water, nipples pointing straight to the ceiling, hair dangling down towards the bottom of the tub, she let him turn off the gurgling bubbles. The sudden silence aroused her even more. Attuned to the gentle push of his hands, she spread her legs.
“Use the handles behind you.”
She reached out, her hands quickly touching the cold handles. She took hold of them while he positioned himself between her open legs. The need to be penetrated almost felt too much to bear. She clutched the handles tighter as he placed the back of her thighs on his shoulders. With a slow caress, he slid his hands under her buttocks to lift her body above the waterline. There was no mistaking his next move.
Neither of them had forgotten their first encounter. His handsome face inches from her drenched slit, he glanced up. Wh
“Let me love you.”
She nodded. The sight of his illuminated eyes made her heart vibrate with passion. She might have basked in his golden stare forever had he not dipped his nose down.
Then she had to squeeze her fingers tightly around the handles as he sucked her lips in his mouth. Unable to quell a long moan although he barely touched her, she realised at once he had the power to make her come any time he wanted. Did she enjoy this idea? Oh yes, she did.
Her body aware of his tiniest movement, she moaned again when he inserted his tongue between her folds to explore a little more of her. Unbroken shards of pleasure reverberating through her limbs, she whimpered like an animal. And she felt the birth of a violent orgasm.
“This is too much, I won’t resist…”
The soft touch of his mouth left her as he raised his head to look at her erect breasts, at the expression on her face. He smiled then, the sincere gesture drilling her heart.
“Hush, kitten. Close your eyes and let me love you.”
She did just that. This time he licked one of her inner lips from one end to the other. Moving on to her other lip, he nibbled it with agonising slowness before pinching it between his teeth.
She let out a cry, a deep sensation igniting in the pit of her stomach to travel to her overexcited pussy. He sucked her into his mouth and thrust his tongue between her lips as if he felt the strong emotion running through her body. Her arms and legs quivered. Shaking with tremors, she bit her lip to refrain from yelling.
Her whole body strained from the delight of his ravenous touch. He kept a tight hold on her ass to steady her. Hands firm around her buttocks he leisurely moved his tongue inside her hot sheath, licking the offered flesh, sucking her from the inside out. The lingering sensation of wild pleasure that had grabbed her by the guts shot up to a new level, and she braced herself.
As he lapped quicker, she cried out. Her shout stopped him. He retreated and the abrupt departure of his mouth caused her to open her eyes in a rush.
Stiffening her spine to look at him, she wondered if he thought he had hurt her in any way. So when his face appeared in her field of vision, her heart missed a beat. And when he spoke, her pulse raced.
“You’re about to come, aren’t you?”
Although desire and excitement were written on his features, she briefly toyed with the idea of him frustrating her again. As much as she wished to trust him and believe in him, he remained unpredictable. Then she saw the glimmer in his eyes, the peculiar glint that told her what she craved to know. He didn’t mean to frustrate her. He wanted to become unforgettable.
As the realisation hit her, her eyes widened. With a slight move, he pulled her buttocks apart before dipping his head down. A single lick on her breached pussy and the smouldering fire in her blazed high.
Resting her head back against the ledge of the tub, feeling heat coming off the handles she gripped like an anchor, she shuddered in anticipation. But the licking had ceased and his next words seemed to caress her ears.
“Hold it for me. Hold it until I say otherwise because I want you to come like you never have.”
She listened to him. She contracted her muscles when he kissed her belly button, his tongue inflaming her skin from navel to pubic hair. But when he closed his mouth around her throbbing sex, an irresistible surge rushed to the surface and threatened to explode. He stilled. Focused on holding off her orgasm, she gasped hard.
“I can’t…”
The raging fire seemed to feed on her every nerve, to become alive from the simple pressure of his lips. She saw streaks of light behind her closed eyelids and thought she’d pass out.
“Yes, you can, just a little longer. Do it for me.”
He had talked and she hadn’t yet registered that he wasn’t touching her anymore. The heated metal of the handles appeared to stick to her palms. She clutched them tighter, her nails digging into her skin. But she didn’t feel the slightest pain, her mind riveted, fastened to the inferno seething between her thighs.
Then he blew into her cunt. She writhed in his strong grasp, blurting out high-pitched wails that sliced through the quiet room. She trembled so violently she felt his hands leave her buttocks to circle her waist. Her insides ablaze, her ragged breath singing her lungs, she panted.
“Please, please, I can’t wait anymore.”
“I know, kitten. I’m gonna touch you now, and I want you to burst in my mouth.”
His much-needed words almost propelled her over the brink. Teeth gritted, she arched her back, belly rising, pussy in line with his mouth and tongue. All her muscles locked in expectation of his final move she squeezed her lips when he didn’t touch her.
Her clitoris kept throbbing, her whole body shuddering from an inner tension she wouldn’t be able to repress a second longer. For the love of God, what was he waiting for? Yet she held in the forceful heat now irradiating her flesh to the point where she thought she’d lose her mind.
Apart from his hands around her waist, she couldn’t feel him or hear him. Why wasn’t he touching her? Why? And just as her delirious pussy gave up on waiting for him, his tongue penetrated her. Hard and sleek, it shot up her cunt like a rocket.
Chapter Twenty-Six
The world burst into glittering pieces. A liberating scream whooshed up her throat as her juices poured out into his mouth. Her legs and arms thrashed uncontrollably, splashing water on her face and breasts. Dying from sheer pleasure she kicked, but he bore her convulsing body while he suckled the sweetness of her excruciating release.
Then she did pass out. A brief black-out, a few seconds of consciousness robbed from her. When she opened her eyes and raised her head, her body floated on the warm water, suffused with an incredible sensation of completion. She wasn’t holding the handles anymore, but her spread-out arms also appeared to be floating. She felt whole, satisfied beyond imagining and completely in love with the vampire above her.
Bent over hers, his face showed traces of concern. Did he think she would actually die from pleasure? As she focused on the sensual curve of his lips he smiled. And this time the king of the Overworld didn’t look smug. He looked elated.
“Welcome back, little girl. You had me there for a while. Here, sit down a minute.”
Hands on her shoulders, he guided her down until her butt came in contact with the bottom of the tub. Her eyes never left his face. This man had just given her unbelievable pleasure, yet while he now gently fussed over her he touched her very core—the vulnerable soul she bared to him. Almost as if sensing her pure emotion, he raised an eyebrow.
“Happy?”
Happy was a feeble word. Ravished out of her mind would have been more like it. Swallowing to cool her dry throat, she exhaled. Her long sigh brought a new grin to his face. Beyond looking elated, his features also showed an expression of longing she had come across on several occasions.
Overwhelmed by her body’s reactions, she had forgotten about him. She glanced down. He was sitting on his heels and, at once, her eyes caught sight of his erect cock pointed at her, of the width of his rod enlarged by the clear water separating them. She might have stared at it for a long time had he not broken the silence.
“I’m sorry. Watching you come has been a very exciting experience. I just need a little time to cool off.”
She couldn’t believe her ears. The monarch of all vampires was apologising because she had turned him on? Although well aware he had satisfied her needs, he seemed prepared to brush aside his own pleasure—to let her rest, to give her freedom. Holy mackerel, how had their complicated relationship been turned around like this?
Of course he had drained her energy, but the fierce desire in his eyes had her pulse quickening. Like a serpent awakening from a shallow slumber the vibe stirred in her stomach. Guided by
“What are you doing?”
In spite of his decision to turn a blind eye on lovemaking, his voice sounded rougher than usual and he didn’t seem able to take his eyes off her hand, halfway between them.
“Hush, your Majesty. Close your eyes.”
He did. And he sighed when she encircled the base of his dick, her fingers coiling around the solid member. He felt so stiff in her hand that the inner vibration lurched. He moaned when she stretched the skin upward, and a sudden wave of heat tickled her pussy.
Surprised at her own readiness, she began masturbating him. Her fingers moving up and down, alternately clenching and relaxing, she loved the way it felt. She didn’t go fast. She just relished the thought of giving him pleasure while she watched his reactions. He winced every time she brushed the crown of his dick with her fingers. He bit his lip and moaned when she picked up speed to increase his growing excitement.
The hardness of his cock in her hand brought back the full desire he had momentarily appeased. The opportunity to watch at leisure his beautiful face had her wet in less than a minute. The more she caressed him, the more insistent the vibe became.
Without letting go of him, she brought her free hand forward. Fingers splayed out, she began rolling his dick between her palms. Liv’s breathing quickened and hairs rose on the nape of her neck when he groaned.
Why was she only discovering now the gratification of giving a hand job? His usually smooth brow lined in unison with the movements of her palms, his eyelids twitching from enjoyment, his full lips parted to release ragged breaths, the skin on his knuckles stretched white because he was gripping the ledge of the tub like a maniac. Even if she lived to be a hundred this memory would be carved in her mind.
In awe of the sexual influence she had on the mighty vampire king kneeling before her, she removed her left hand to enclose the top half of his cock with her right hand. Fingers firm but gentle, she concentrated her rubbing on his sensitive crown.