Chapter Four.

Lana was troubled.

She had left Lex early that morning, while he was still asleep. She hated to leave him, when all she had wanted to do was curl up and snuggle against his chest, pretending that he was really hers for life.

But she knew that she had to act fast or she would lose her chance to be with him, as his wife that is.

She now pondered her spell book again, looking for a way to enslave Lex without taking away his free will completely.

Although Lana wanted to win him any way she could, some part of her wanted him to really want to be with her too. So she flicked the pages rapidly, faster than any normal person would. Her eyes only needed a second or so to read an entire page.

Soon she came to a stop and she tapped a long slim finger against her lips thoughtfully.

Would it work? She certainly hoped so!

This time she was taking no chances. Lex would be putty in her hands, if only for long enough to make him marry her.

She liked his forceful nature and didn't want to destroy it in any way. Lana had to admit that she was slightly peeved that Lex had taken advantage of her like that last night, he had very skilfully turned the tables on her without her even realising it.

Her lovely eyes narrowed at the thought. Even though she had enjoyed the interlude immensely, she wanted to show him that she could control him too if she so chose.

Lana chuckled out loud at the thought of Lex begging for mercy.

He would soon find out it wasn't only him that had an unusual skill with his lips!

She tossed her long hair over her shoulder, rose and went to work on her spell, this time ensuring that Lex wouldn't recover for at least a few hours.

A few hours were all she needed.

The night was dark and moonless. Lex stood at his chamber window contemplating his absolute failure to find Lana.

She simply could not be found.

Even after asking peasants in and around the town all day, they had refused to answer him.

In fact they seemed frightened.

Lex could not understand their reaction or why he couldn't locate one small girl in a town this small.

He sighed, tomorrow was his wedding day and he couldn't very well go looking for his mistress on such a day.

But soon, he vowed, he would find her and then she would definitely pay for the trouble she had made him go through to find her again.

He would enjoy that immensely he thought with an evil smirk.

The idea that he would not find her did not cross his mind, Lex was supremely arrogant about getting his own way, failure did not enter into it.

He turned from the window and walked over to his bed, wishing as he did so that his bed was full of a certain dark haired girl.

He slid off his shirt and threw it onto a chair, next followed his breeches and when naked he climbed between the smooth, cool sheets. He slowly drifted off to sleep, dreaming about a pair of glowing hazel eyes, smooth, soft lips and supple body.

A breeze made him stir, as it blew his curtains wildly, there was a distinct chill in the air. Lex shivered and was about to roll over onto his side when he realised he was not alone.

As if floating above him, her face hovered inches from his, like a wraith or a demon she seemed surreal.

Her eyes indeed did glow as she watched him intently.

Lex felt a fission of fear run down his spine as he watched her - she didn't seem real.

He must still be dreaming, he thought.

Then she leaned forwards and he felt her breath tickle his upper lip, Lex tried to reach for her then and found he couldn't move.

His stomach tightened in fear, an emotion he had never felt before, as he realised his hands were tied above his head, onto the bed.

The feeling of being in a dream persisted so Lex didn't struggle - he simply waited.

What did the minx want with him?

He felt her slide her body onto his, straddling his hips, her knees on either side of him.

Her torso barely touched him but he could feel the hard points of her nipples graze his chest, it was erotic torture, because all he wanted to do was reach out and grab her.

He pulled at his bonds again as if testing for weakness but he found none. He was quite securely tied.

As softly as silk her lips touched his, carefully caressing. Then her tongue traced the crease between his lips making him moan in frustration.

The vision smiled in satisfaction at the sound.

Her hands framed his face then and she continued her ministrations.

Her small tongue pushed its way into his mouth almost roughly and he welcomed it, his tongue joining hers eagerly.

She ground her womanly heat against his already impressive erection, teasing and taunting him. As he tried to thrust against her she lifted herself off him and smiled against his mouth in sadistic satisfaction.

"Relax my Lord." Her soft voice whispered into his ear. He could hear the amusement in her voice and it irritated him no end. "You are going to be at my disposal tonight, master, just lie back and enjoy it."

"Why are you doing this?" Lex asked urgently.

"Satisfaction, my Lord." The vision said with a slow smile.

"Who's?" He asked again.

"Ours." The seductress replied as she kissed her way down his neck and onto his chest.

Lex tensed as her small teeth grazed his stomach, he felt her slithering further down his body as her lips travelled south. She felt naked against his legs, soft as satin. He felt an unwilling arousal grip him as he felt her tongue touch the tip of his manhood. He tried to lift his head, to watch her, but found he only had limited movement, tied up this way.

He threw his head back against the pillow as her warm mouth enveloped his entire length. The sensations were incredible, normally only whores knew these tricks. She didn't seem like a cheap whore, although he could be wrong. Lex was surprised that Lana knew how to please a man this way, but he wasn't going to argue right now.

All he could do was thrust his hips upwards towards her talented mouth.

He felt himself begin to climax and he prayed she wouldn't stop now. Finally as he was about to come undone - she stopped - as Lex was about to protest she slid her hot body down onto his erection swiftly, stifling the protest.

He let out a deep groan as she rode him hard, intent only on pleasing herself. He lifted his head again as much as he could and the sight that greeted him took his breath away. Lana sat naked upon his aroused flesh, her body glinting with sweat in the dim light coming through the window. Her hair was a wild tangle around her face and shoulders.

Her eyes captured and held his attention; they positively glowed with an unholy green light as they stared straight into his.

Lex started to question her affect on him as he gazed at her; she had to be something more than human.

Maybe she was a witch, he thought, surprisingly the thought didn't scare him. But then he was a Luthor and he could handle Lana, witch or no.

And then he couldn't think anymore as he felt his whole body tense and then explode as he was shaken by a violent orgasm. It was more intense than he had ever felt before. Lana's body shook and he felt her inner muscles contract around him just as violently. She fell forwards then against his chest, their lips met and kissed with a startling passion, their tongues tangling wildly.

He tried to reach out and hold her but his tethers held him firmly in place. Lana opened her eyes and looked deeply into his blue gaze, slowly, almost reverently she lowered her lips back to his.

Unbeknownst to him, a bright pink haze drifted from her mouth to his in that moment and as it finished Lana rose and regarded him solemnly.

He felt his brain cloud over as though he had been drugged and then he felt a strange lethargy flood his limbs.

What had the wench done to him?

And then suddenly he didn't care. As sleep took hold of him Lana gazed at him, lovingly.

She untied him and slid into bed next to him.

The morning would bring many interesting revelations. Especially when Lex's fiancé caught them like this.

How could she ignore this, when it was her wedding day? Lana smiled in complete satisfaction at the thought, as she snuggled against Lex's side.

If her spell worked this time, Lex would be utterly in love with her come morning.

And by the time the spell wore off she would be Mrs. Alexander Luthor. Enough time afterwards to make Lex love her for real.

Yes, she couldn't wait for tomorrow.