ADULT: Sweet Torture (01/01)Disclaimers: This is an ADULT story and intended for adults only. If you are not an adult or do not wish to read explicit/graphic descriptions of a sexual nature, please go away, as it is not my wish to inadvertently displease.
Nick and Nat do not belong to me, they belong to Sony/TriStar. This little bit of dark fantasy is not meant to infringe on any copyrights.
Much love to the Amie: who loves words as much as I. Many thanks to Judy Freudenthal. Her recently posted story, "A Little Fun With Nick and Nat", inspired to me to finish this little bit of fantasy.
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Sweet Torture
by Shelia
July 1999Natalie came.
Almost. Her fists clenched in the restraints and Natalie bit at her lower lip, lifting her hips in a mute plea. Gasping, shuddering, her body helplessly arched under his hand, she moaned.
"Please. Nick."
Natalie's eyes glistened with frustrated tears as she looked up at him. Nick grinned wickedly and slowed his maddening, intimate caress, his thumb delicately stroking her erect clitoris, his large cool hand cupping her sex. His touch was as light as his lips, which were cold and soft at her hip, his sharp teeth rasping along the smooth skin. Nick traced his tongue up and across her belly, turning his attention to her breasts, slowly kissing and nipping.
"Please!" she begged, fighting at the trammels, the satin lined leather cuffs unyielding around her wrists. She thought back to what had happened earlier, downstairs, when he had decided it would be more fun to use both hands in his exploration of Natalie's squirming body. In the blink of an eye, he had secured her with his department-issued handcuffs, thrown her effortlessly across his shoulder and flown to his bedroom.
In the space of a heartbeat Natalie found herself secured to his headboard. Another heartbeat, and cool satin replaced the cold steel around her wrists. She had watched warily as Nick removed his clothes. Natalie squirmed a bit on the bed, knowing he could smell her desire and looked boldly at him before asking, "What do you think you are going to do?"
Nick moved around the room, lighting several candles. Their light flickered, gilding him with tawny shadows. He stood at the foot of the bed and his eyes glittered, sulfurously amber, as he reached for her ankle. Natalie could see the tips of his fangs as he answered, "Make you come."
Now the candles had burned low and Nick knelt between her legs. He arched her up, resting her trembling thighs on his. Love sweat glistened on her body in the subdued candlelight and she moaned. "Please. Nick," Natalie begged, asking for relief from the sweet torture.
Natalie: her smell, her heat seemed to radiate out towards him, a siren song he couldn't much longer resist. "What do you want Nat?" Nick asked, softly stroking through her labia, the head of his cock iced velvet against her slick heat.
"Fuck me Nick!" She growled savagely, twisting under him, grinding herself upward against the firm coolness. "Fuck me now!"
Her growl turned into a gasp as Nick grabbed her hips, pulling her firmly to him. Natalie's gasp turned into a sob of frustration as he slowly entered her. Nick left one hand on her hip to keep Natalie from imposing her own rhythm, while he trailed his other hand upwards to caress her breasts. Nick's thrusts were slow and firm as his cool fingers pinched and pulled at her aching nipples. Natalie moaned as he replaced his fingers with his lips, his fangs creating trails on the delicate skin that burned
sharply as he suckled hard."Ma coeur," he whispered against her breast, and suddenly Nick growled, increasing his rhythm as he accidentally drew blood. A sharp cry of pleasure escaped Natalie, and Nick moaned as her warmth danced in an almost unbearable tightness around him. Unable to resist any longer, he threw his head back, growling harshly as he planted his teeth firmly into the curve of her breast.
Nick thrust hard - shuddering, helpless as she - the taste of her love, flavored by her raw passion, filling him, surrounding him in one orgastic jolt. He wrapped his arms around her waist, crushing her to him as he sucked greedily, liquid waves of her pleasure racing through him, weaving with his as Natalie's body bucked underneath him.
Before the crimson pleasure could edge with black, Nick withdrew his fangs and laid his head between her breasts, placing soft, tremulous kisses along the curve, punctuating his words as he whispered over and over, "Mon coeur, mon amour, mon ame."
He didn't withdraw from her, but he reached up, blindly releasing her wrists. Instantly her hands were in his hair. Nick growled in surprise as she tugged ferociously, dragging his lips to hers. Natalie kissed him feverishly as aftershocks of her orgasm still tingled through her. She stretched underneath him and her slick heat contracted around him as her tongue boldly explored his mouth. Its soft warmth caressing his teeth, causing a dull ache in his lengthening fangs and stirring his cock.
Natalie ground upward suddenly and laughed in his mouth as she cupped Nick's face in her hands. She drew back, searching his eyes. Their brilliant blue was darkened with satisfaction, but glints of gold danced around the edges. The sapphire embers sparked an answering fire in her own eyes. Nick's smile showed his fangs as he pulled her up, and Natalie wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist as he began to move within her again. A soft moan escaped, as his lips brushed across her jawline, against her ear, his voice sending ripples of renewed delight through her.
"I love you." Nick whispered.
And Natalie came.
~fin
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