The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

In the flash of an eye, a figure dashed out of the bushes and knocked down two of the wolves with just a single blow that sent them both flying several meters away.

Upon see this, their alpha halted, snarling and growling at the intruder. It lunged at him, going in for an attack. Its aim was his neck.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

He remained unperturbed as he held both of its jaw. The wolf began struggling to break free but he wouldn’t let it escape. Not until it was dead! For trying to eat his woman, it deserved death!

He tore its jaw open effortlessly and flung the dead animal to the ground. Upon seeing that their alpha was dead, the remaining wolves fled for safety.

Riri who was now on her feet gazed at him in amazement. How could one person possess that much strength? He tore that wolf apart like it was nothing!

She was still a bit shaken from what had just happened. She almost lost her life. Nether the less, she was thankful for his timely intervention.

He turned to face her, his eyes scanning her body for any injuries. When he was sure she didn’t have any, he relaxed.

“Are you okay?” He asked. A look of concern flashed in his face. She brought her body closer to his and sealed his lips with a hot kiss.

He was taken aback at first as he didn’t expect her to kiss him right away but nether the less, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his warm body.

His kiss was soft and moist and hot and breathy, not trying to win a battle but seeking union and closeness and the sharing of one breath, one sensation, one timeless and passionate moment.

Slowly, he pulled out of the kiss and gazed at her tear stained cheeks. His finger grazed on her face, dabbing the tears from her eyes.

“I was so scared. I thought I was gonna die!” She mumbled, pulling him into her arms.

“It’s alright. I’m here now! I would never let anything bad happen to you. I would protect you with my life and make sure all your offenders die!” His declared in a soft whisper. Jackie had to die for making her pass through all that!

“Thank you.” She snuggled closer into his arms.

“How are you here?” She asked, burying her face into his chest.

“I happened to pass by. I love the forest scenery.” He lied. Not a complete lie though, most of the people he killed were in the forest.

“Hmm.”

“Why are you here?” He questioned. Like he didn’t know why.

“My cousin Jackie brought me here but I couldn’t find her. I think she might be missing. I’m really worried.”

He grimaced slightly. She was just too naive. Worrying about someone who wanted her dead.

“Come on, I’ll take you home?” He offered, pulling away from the hug.

“What about Jackie? She could still be out there. What if something bad happens to her? I can’t just leave her.”

He felt like spanking her hard for not being able to see the handwriting on the wall.

“We can look for her on our way out. If we don’t find her, then the police would look for her tomorrow morning.”

“Poor Jackie. She must be so lonely and cold…” He suddenly lifted her up and carried her on his arms in a bridal carry.

“You talk too much!” He scolded as he began treading down the lonely part.

“I’m just worried about my cousin and hey, put me down! I can walk on my own!” She struggled to break free from his grasp but he would let her.

“Stay still! And stop acting like you don’t like it!”

“I don’t like it!” She flushed. Actually, she did like it, her legs were all sore from walking, it wouldn’t be bad letting him carry her but she wasn’t willing to admit it.

“But you like this one!” He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth and sucked on it sensually. She shivered, feeling butterflies storm her stomach like the furious waves of a raging sea.

He nipped on her lips before slowing pulling away, leaving her breathless and yearning for more.

“I thought as much,” he smirked. “And not a word from you till we get you home unless I ask you to speak, else…”

“Else what?” She questioned, defiantly.

“Else, I’ll spank you hard and touch you in all the right places and when you feel like cumming, I’ll pull away!” She gasped.

That was pure wickedness, he wasn’t gonna let her cum! Him touching her and not letting her cum would be torture and she didn’t want that!

She glanced at his face and when she saw how serious he looked, she knew he wasn’t joking at all! She said no more and quietly rested her head on his chest.

He chuckled. “Good girl! I’ll reward you for your obedience.” She was tempted to ask him how but that would mean disobeying him and disobeying him would mean torture.

*****

About ten minutes later, they arrived the entrance of the forest where his car was packed.

He opened the back door and placed her on the seat. He entered into the car and shut the door behind.

His hands then fiddled with the zipper of her bum short before gently pulling it down her waist.

She wanted to ask him what he was doing but he hadn’t given her the permission to speak. She hated him for making such rules. How dare he forbid her from speaking?

He made her sit up with her head resting against the glass window. Slowly he parted her legs open and when she saw him drop to his knees, no one needed to tell her what he was about to do. They shouldn’t be doing this here! What if someone caught them in the forest?

He tucked aside her wet panties, taking in the beauty of her naked flesh. He just couldn’t get enough of her glorious sight.

“This is your reward,” he rasped, flicking his tongue gently on her pleasure button.

Shivers. That was all she felt. A wide stream of shivers ripped through her body like rolling waves crashed and broke and sent plumes of sea foam up over the cliffs, washing them clean. She dipped her head backwards and moaned.

“One more thing, you’re not allowed to moan unless I ask you to.” Her eyes widened. He was being unreasonable. That was just him being wicked.

He smirked, he was just trying to torture her. He knew she would moan sooner or later. He took her swollen lips into his mouth and she let out a pleased hum, trying so hard to contain the moan that almost left her mouth.

As her climax builds up, it became even harder to contain her moans. With one gentle flick of his tongue was all it took for her mouth to betray her by moaning.

He smirked. He had her where he wanted her. “What did I tell you about not moaning?”

“Please. You know I can’t help it,” She moaned, holding his head and pushing his tongue deep into her arching pussy. Where it was needed. She let out a harsh whimper, feeling a jolt of electricity working its way through her body.

Soon, she’s riding his face without restraint as her climax started slowly, with a buildup that made her legs twitch, then her abs clenched and instinctually she wanted to pull away; but at the same time, she wanted to draw deeper into it.

The deeper it went, the more her senses felt heightened. She could feel everything-the window under her head, the air being drawn into her lungs, the impending cramp in her left leg, the arch in her back, her teeth in her lip. And soon she becomes a shuddering mess. Moaning and begging him not to stop and she was grateful that he didn’t.

He growled, lapping up all of her love juices as they spurted out of her. And then he licked her clean making sure not to leave the tiniest remnants of her delicious juice.

“Now, let’s get you home!”