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Fenris closed my bedroom door and I silently thanked the maker my mother had gone on a shopping weekend in a nearby town in the Free Marches and had taken Bodahn and Sandal for company. This would probably get loud.
Fenris grabbed my wrist and pulled me roughly to him. He buried his head into my long auburn locks, taking a deep breath and nibbling my earlobe. "Hawke, your scent drives me crazy." I had washed my hair in rosewater that morning. He buried his tongue into my mouth, caressing my buttocks and pulling my hips into his. I could feel his length hitting my sweet spot through my robes and I shuddered with pleasure.
My shudder seemed to spur an urgency in Fenris as he removed his hands and started to feverishly remove my clothes. I started working at the buckles on his breast plate and he stopped undressing me to grab my hands. "You first," he growled. As I stood before him in just my underwear he took a long and hungry look at me, picked me up, and then threw me on the bed. I watched as he idly begun undressing himself, removing his armour and clothes very slowly in a bid to tease me.
I groaned as his bare torso was visible in the flickering light of my fireplace. I could feel my wetness soaking into my underwear and I found my hand slipping down, wanting to touch and ease the throbbing. "No," Fenris said and with a stride he had reached me and removed my hand from my body. "I'll do that."
He removed a small, delicate, silk, red scarf from my bedside table. My mother had bought it for me in a fit of impulsiveness. It was too fancy for my taste so I used it to tie my hair back when doing chores. Fenris straddled me as I lay wanton on the bed in my underwear and tied my wrists to a post with the scarf. "Now you can't give in to temptation." He smiled wickedly as I writhed on the bed. He stood back up and I watched as he slowly removed his trousers. He wasn't wearing any underwear – no wonder Isabela could never guess what colour they were. His erection sprung free and I started pulling at my restraint. He was very girthy and I yearned for him to fill me up.
He climbed back onto the bed and crawled towards me like a wolf hunting its prey. He kissed my lips with a frustratingly slow pace while he ran a hand up my thigh. He stopped kissing me and seemed to contemplate something for a moment. Before I knew it, he had torn my bra off and my breasts were free. He caressed one as he kissed the other in slow teasing circles, working towards the centre, finally allowing his tongue to tease my nipple. I was trying to move my legs – to wrap them around his body but he held them to the bed with one of his hands.
His kisses moved from my breasts and he made his way down my stomach. I shuddered as he made his way to my thighs and prayed he was about to put his mouth on my sweet spot. I yelped as Fenris grabbed my underwear with both hands, pulling them close to my throbbing pussy. He leaned in and with his teeth he tore them off. I was now completely naked.
Fenris brought himself back up my body so his face was level with mine and with his beautiful eyes boring into mine he slipped a finger into my wetness. I was so aroused that I cried out at the sensation. Fenris slowly moved his finger around inside me and with his thumb massaged my clitoris. "Oh, Fenris. You're driving me crazy. I can't take much more" Fenris entered another finger into me and moved his mouth to my ear and his breath against it excited me even further.
"You're mine Hawke. Nobody else touches you now," he whispered. Hearing him speak to me like that – possessing me like I've never allowed anyone to possess me before tipped me over the edge and I came on his fingers with a scream. The desperation I had harboured for release momentarily left me as I rode the waves of my orgasm, writhing and shuddering on the bed. Fenris didn't stop working at me with his fingers and as the pressure was building inside me again, he moved down and placed his mouth on my clitoris. After just a few flicks of his tongue I came again, crying out his name, beads of sweat running off my body.
He kissed my face gently and surprisingly tenderly. "You taste, amazing Hawke," he told me. "I'm going to untie you, and you're going to take me in your mouth and please me." He untied me and I quivered with the exhaustion of the orgasms as I sat up. He stood by the bed and I sat on the edge, his shaft level with my face.
I slowly ran my tongue up the length of his shaft and Fenris moaned and pulled gently on my hair. I put his head into my mouth and started sucking, working up pace and depth until I had a large amount of him in my mouth. "Take me deeper, Hawke," he said. I relaxed my throat and Fenris grabbed my hair and pushed me roughly down onto him. I felt ravenous for him and could not get enough. I reached up and massaged his balls and felt him tighten. My speed increased and he moaned and started whispering over and over, "Oh Hawke, oh Hawke, yes." He was gripped by a spasm and he pulled my hair back quickly. He fell out of my mouth as he sprayed himself all over my naked body. Locking my eyes onto his, I wiped some of his fluid off with a finger and tasted it. "Maker, Hawke, you're something else," he murmured.
Minutes later, I lay on the bed steadying my breathing as I wiped myself off with my torn underwear. Fenris got onto the bed next to me and took me into his arms. The warm skin of his chest against my back felt delicious. "I've wanted that since I first saw you, Fenris," I admitted. He pushed his nose into my hair and tenderly kissed my neck. I carried on. "I wondered how it would feel to lie naked with you. I wanted to run my tongue all over your body and taste your markings." I felt Fenris grow hard. He moved closer to me, pushing his length against my thigh and buttock.
"If that's what you wish, then do it," Fenris said. I didn't need telling twice. I rolled over to face him and kissed him fiercely, my hands finally exploring his body. It was obvious Fenris was not used to being touched as his eyes widened and he became tense. In a bid to calm him I removed my hands from his body and used my mouth. I kissed and gently flicked my tongue all over his body. He relaxed and his member twitched as I took his nipple into my mouth. I ran my kisses up his neck and Fenris moaned deeply.
It must have been too much as he rolled me over, pinned my hands over my head with his and lay his body over mine. He kissed me, his tongue passionately clashing with mine. I throbbed and ached for him and he didn't disappoint as he delved two fingers into my core and I arched my back, imploring him silently for more. He shifted, his length at my entrance and he bit down on my shoulder as he entered me. I screamed as the delicious sensation of being filled up contrasted with the bite. "Yes, Fenris, yes!" I encouraged.
He slowly eased himself in and out of me while nipping at my body with his mouth. I moaned deeply. He was teasing me again. I locked my legs around his body in an attempt to influence the pace and depth and Fenris pulled himself out of me. He grabbed my red scarf and bound my hands to each other – forgoing the bedpost this time. He grabbed my legs and placed them over his shoulder so my knees were next to his face and grabbing my legs for support he eased himself back into me.
He went really deep and slow and lack of control I had over the situation excited me. Fenris looked really turned on as he watched himself enter me over and over and his pace quickened. My breathing quickened and Fenris freed a hand to start massaging the neglected area of my sex. I looped my tied hands around his neck and dug my nails into what I could reach of his back. It was more than I could handle and I climaxed violently as Fenris held me still onto his shaft as I writhed.
He pulled himself out of me and flipped me over onto my front. Grabbing my ass cheeks for balance he entered my wetness again. This time he set a furious and urgent pace. The pleasure he inflicted on me was exquisite torture to my tired and spent body. Each time he entered me, my sweet spot pushed into the mattress. He leaned forward and pulled at my hair with one hand, forcing my face which had been pushed into my pillow to the side. He ran his nails of one hand down my back and he kissed my cheek as he grabbed onto my hair. His hard pounding and the pressure on my sweet spot was too much and I found myself on the spiral towards a climax. As I came, spasms gripping his shaft violently, I found tears in my eyes. It was too much. I couldn't handle so much pleasure. Fenris immediately stopped.
"Hawke?" he asked, concerned. "Did I hurt you? Are you okay?" He untied me, turned me over and looked at me. His face was full of concern.
"I don't think you know what you're doing to me. All this… I can hardly bear it." I leaned it and kissed him. Placing a hand on his chest I gently pushed him back onto the bed and I straddled him. I was going to give him his release but on my terms now.
I was surprised when he let me take the lead. I guided him inside me and I gently and slowly rode him while enjoying the sweet sensation of my breasts against his skin as I kissed his neck. This time he relaxed and moaned as my hands explored his body. I tenderly kissed his mouth and as I built up my pace I noticed his breathing quickening. I guided him into a sitting position as I straddled him upright, riding his length with ecstatic urgency. My breasts were pushed up near his face and he caught one in his mouth. He put his hands on my waist and sighed. I could tell he was nearing release and as he emptied himself into me I joined him with a sweet and empowering orgasm.
I rode the waves of it, relishing that it had been on my terms. I held him close to me. We sat for a moment completely spent with me still straddling him and I looked into his eyes. "That was amazing Fenris," I said. Fenris looked at my face and I was alarmed to see he looked troubled. "Are you okay?" I asked.
"It is nothing," he assured me with a kiss. "I just wasn't expecting it to be like that." I climbed off of him and we lay in bed holding each other. Fenris was completely silent. As I was dropping off to sleep, I had an idea. I picked up the red scarf and handed it to him.
"Keep it," I said. "I wear it in my hair." Fenris took it and took a deep breath of its scent. I fell asleep as I watched him tie it around his wrist.
I awoke to find my bed empty and Fenris standing fully dressed by the fire. He looked crestfallen and I was about to have my heart broken.