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Volterra, Italy

Winter

Wrath

It was Caius who had the oral fixation.

Preposterous to judge, some might say, when discussing one of three Vampire Kings, but there was no changing Will's mind once she'd noticed it, which Aro could attest to.

Of the three Volturi Leaders, Caius appeared the most youthful - standing five foot ten, with pale white-blonde hair and a soft, gently handsome face. But behind his young appearance showed true wrath and fire, and with it - passion. He was the easiest to inspire to irritability and the quickest to act, making teasing a short work out.

"I will not be happy when I catch you, Wilhelmina." His dark voice had promised punishment through the speaker on her phone.

But when he had caught her, his mouth inspired just yes, yes, yes, as he had her draped across his desk, items tossed and tumbling to the floor and her skirt was pushed up and underthings destroyed in his conquest. Caius was fierce in his enjoyment of her in all of their encounters, but most of all like this, with her helpless above him while he had his way between her legs. Masterful with his tongue, he sent his mate into breathless moans as her heated body writhed under his attention.

"Please, Caius." Will pleaded as he evaded what would give her needed release.

"I am annoyed with you." His growled into the sensitive skin of her thigh. "You moved my things."

"I cleaned!" She defended, only to sharply inhale when her mate sucked suddenly on her clitoris.

"My things were not dirty." He argued back, his eyes dark and glittering as he returned to her, earning back her ecstasy filled moans with interest as he more ferociously enjoyed her, sending her again, higher and higher, almost there, please.

Only for his tongue to retreat, again.

"Caius!" Will whimpered at his move, reaching her hand down, desperate to finish the job herself, only to be immediately restrained as her wrathful mate proceeded again. "I won't be helpful and clean ever again, please, Caius, let me - "

"Is that a promise, dearest?" He asked, voice sensual.

"Yes!" His mate answered with frustration.

Pleased at having achieved what he wanted, Caius was more than content to give her what she so desired, no more teasing from him. Now, as she moaned his name he did not stop - he released her wrists and they immediately tangled into his pale hair, weakly holding him to her until finally, blissfully, she came undone. Will laid limp there on the desk while the king, petty revenge achieved, rose to hover above her, enjoying the vibrant flush in her cheeks and pleasure still in her eyes. He kissed her hotly, holding her to him as as she still trembled from his intensity.

But, like always, the king's kisses grew sweeter, and as his soft lips moved against hers, his wrath cooled, and swiftly, he picked up his mate and brought her to his much more comfortable bed.

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