Lady Kathleen waited for her orders wondering what she would need to do next. The waiting was driving her insane, she was tired of the games. He promised her if she delivered the two as prophecied, she would get what she wanted. She had done everything thus far and yet..nothing.
"They have not followed through yet, this is why I hold off," he told her.
"This is unfair! I can't help it if they aren't in a rush! I want my payment..now!" she shouted. Her display of impatience angered him.
"Don't you dare begin to order me, it is I you need, remember?" he shouted back. Both flared their magic making the room swirl with electricity.
"This would be a stand-off, neither of us would win. Just give me what I want and I'll leave you alone," she hissed at the man before her.
"Not until they open the gateway." he stood firm.
"Fine! I'll see what I can do!!" and with that, she was gone.
The king smiled, soon, his people would be free and Lady Kathleen would be out of his life forever...
Sunday was their last day together alone. The kids would be back on Monday morning and Vicki wanted to make the most of alone time with Henry. Yes, they had plenty of alone time thus far, however, she wanted to relax, not think about the damn rings and maybe even watch a movie together uninterrupted.
"So, what's on the agenda?" Vicki asked plopping down on the bed beside Henry.
"Is there an agenda? I thought it was ...play as you go.." he said with a smirk. Vicki smirked back reaching under his robe to see if he had gotten dressed after his shower.
"Hmmm...commando huh?" she said as she felt him get hard in her hands.
"I'll go get dressed if you like.." he teased. She pulled him back, using his erection as leverage.
"So you want to play rough huh?" Henry growled. He picked her up and put her down roughly on the bed, playfully but roughly. Vicki dug her nails into his arms eliciting groans from Henry. Crashing his lips into hers, he forced open her mouth pushing his tongue in forcefully. Vicki pushed back, wrapped her leg around his and pulled him closer to her with her strong thigh. Their lovemaking turned rough, rolling, tumbling, scratching, moaning and grunting as they disrobed one another quickly. Henry somehow ended up on the bottom at first with Vicki teasing him as she ground her hips down onto his steely rod. His hands were over his head, her face was just inches above his and her breasts brushed his chest each time she moved.
"You have no idea how rough I can get," she said in her husky bedroom voice. Vicki reached over into the nightstand and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. With a raised eyebrow and a confident smirk, he told her she knew those wouldn't hold him.
"Oh.." she said fastening him to the bed, "I wouldn't be so sure.." click..click.."I had these special made for this weekend."
He jerked as hard as he could and was met with complete resistance. In almost panicked stated, he jerked harder. All the while, Vicki leaned back, still sitting on him, folded her arms and smiled wickedly.
"See? Told you..now lie back and enjoy.." she said calming him with her kiss. When she pulled away, he looked frazzled still.
"Henry..don't you trust me?"
"Yes, I'm just.."
"Surprised? They're titanium reinforced steel, just for me and you but I promise, you can use them on me sometime. Right now, it's all you," she said as she crawled down to his chest. Her hot lips planted kisses on him making his body relax and arch urging her on. Going further still, she made her way to his quivering, rock-hard shaft. She rimmed him first, teasing it with her tongue around the egdes as her lips popped it a few times. She tipped him first, then licked his shaft swirling around it as if it were a lollipop. Henry ached to be out of those cuffs, to pull her up and spear her with his length but was unable to move having to endure the torture of what she was doing ever so slowly. Vicki knew she was driving him mad. Her hand gripped his base and squeezed while still rimming him. Henry moaned and thrashed about, his hips driving toward her hot, wet mouth.
"Vicki..let me go.." he begged. She smiled through what she was doing to him. Plunging him suddenly and completely into her throat brought Henry's beast. For a moment, Vicki thought he would break the bed before the handcuffs but both held.
"Vicki.." he growled. Alternately rimming him, stroking his shaft as she did and then taking him down to the base was sending him into spasms. Feeling him quiver, goosebumps raising on his legs she stopped when she knew he was about to explode into her mouth.
Henry let her hear his unhappiness with a loud growl and show of fangs.
"Why did you stop?" he demanded. Vicki went back to the nightstand retrieving a candle and matches. Vicki lit the candle, let it burn a bit then dropped the hot wax on Henry's chest. He hissed with the erotic feel of it, never having experienced before. Before being changed into the vampire he was now, fire was not his friend and would never be allowed in his bedroom so close to his body. She continued to drip closer and closer to his erection, Henry's eyes going wide. Vicki stopped just above his navel, mere millimeters from his sensitive, soft, silky tip.
"How does that feel Henry?" Vicki said sexily as she blew the candle out and went to their small fridge. She pulled out the chocolate syrup and whipped cream. Drizzling the syrup on her finger, Henry watched as she licked it sensually moaning as she pulled her finger out slowly.
"Would you like some my dear husband?" she teased waving the syrup and whipped cream in front of him.
"I'd like some on you.." he responded. Vicki shook the cream, squirted it on her breasts and leaned over to Henry, close enough for him to reach her. He greedily licked off each nipple lapping the cream up before it had time to melt. Watching him lick his lips made Vicki gasp involuntarily. The sensation of the cold whipped cream coupled with Henry's talent at cleaning it off was almost too much. She thought about uncuffing him and going at it but decided to continue her loving torture.
Shaking the can again, she prepared to squirt him with it but drizzled chocolate on his hard shaft first then covered it in whipped cream.
"Nothing better than a chocolate covered Henry..."
