Disclaimer: Psy-Changeling book 10 -Kiss of Snow, and all related characters Hawke, Sienna et al, are Nalini Singh's property.

WARNING: Mature content ahoy! I believe this fan fic is a bit more raunchier than my previous ones. Don't come complaining about lost breakfasts or the lost five minutes of your life!

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The Promise – Chp. 2
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Ceding to Sienna's demands, Hawke now sat on the bed, still in his jeans, his back leaning against the headboard where two pairs of fur-lined handcuffs restrained his wrists in place. It was all an illusion, he could be free in an instant if he wished, but the almost child-like glee on his mate's face as she straddled his waist made him stay put and give her what she wanted.

He was questioning his decision a moment later when Sienna leaned over for a kiss. Unable to clasp her nape to hold her in place, nor run his fingers through the ruby silk of her hair…the wolf began to buck at the leash.

"Come back here." He growled when she ended the kiss too soon. She'd given him a taste, but not enough to satisfy him. No, he would never get enough of Sienna.

"Make me." She said tartly, but she leaned again to kiss him, hands resting on his chest.

Bold and demanding, he thrust his tongue into her mouth, stroking her deeply, nipping her, sucking her until she was flushed and breathless with pleasure.

"No more." She gasped when he demanded again. "Your kisses are too distracting."

Hawke gave her a mock frown that promised retribution, but she was intent on satisfying an age old need.

She ran her hands down his body, loving the way his muscles clenched beneath her palms as she stroked him. He's so gorgeous, so perfectly made, she still can't believe he's hers.

"How long are we going to do this?" Hawke growled through clenched teeth. The ache to touch her was steadily eroding his control, and she has barely begun!

"As long as I want." Sienna said huskily, tracing his left nipple with a finger. Her lips followed the pattern next.

"This isn't such a great idea." Hawke groaned, looking up at the ceiling as if he'll find patience there.

"Too late for that." She said, stroking his chest once more, her pleasure in touching him so evident in her eyes, in her smile that he nearly broke free from his restraints. Oddly enough, that same play of emotions was what kept the wolf leashed.

He will endure this for her.

"Breasts." Hawke demanded, staring at her rosy nipples. Okay, so his foray into selflessness lasted about two seconds, but right now, he can no more be noble than he can be meek as a sheep. If he can't have her lips, he'll settle for her breasts.

The rush of warmth between her legs against his skin, the heady scent of her arousal nearly drove his wolf insane.

She clearly wanted his lips on her body too, but…

"C'mon baby, if you want me to behave, you have to give too." Hawke said, trying for a cajoling tone.

Still hesitant, Sienna straightened up and knelt closer to him. She braced her hands on his shoulders for support as she raised her chest to his face.

"hmmm." Hawke almost purred in pleasure as he rubbed his cheek against her soft, silky breasts. "Hold them in your hands, offer them to me."

"Hawke!" Sienna gasped, scandalized by his demand.

"Do it." Hawke ordered in a low rough voice.

She should have known that even in handcuffs, her wolf would still be the dominant between them.

Still…

"What do I get in return?" Sienna asked, certain now that she'll have to 'negotiate' with him if she wants to see her plans come to fruition.

Hawke appeared to consider her question for a moment, then he said. "Free rein over my body…"

"No interruptions?" She prompted.

"Well, maybe one or two." He grinned deviously. "Now, about those pretty breasts…"

Sienna sighed and moved to cup her breasts, but found herself embarrassed to the bone by what she's about to do. Somehow it felt different, no matter how many times Hawke had caressed, sucked, marked her breasts, offering herself to him felt different.

"What is it, baby?" Hawke asked her, all playfulness and deviousness gone. He looked at her intently, with undivided focus. He must have felt her discomfort through the mating bond. She's his. Shame has no place between them.

"Just shy." She admitted, but raised her breasts to him with her palms.

"That's my girl." Hawke said approvingly, the wolf in his voice. Delicately, he flicked the tip of his tongue against her nipple, tasting her. "Come closer, sweetheart."

He suckled her deeper into his mouth, her hands fisted in his hair as he gripped the nipple with his teeth, nipping, tugging at the sensitive point making her shudder as pleasure raked her body.

"Hawke…" She said breathlessly as he released her breast and sought her lips once more.

She caressed the stubble on his jaw as she held his face, her lips opening easily under the pressure of his. But when he would have feasted on her breasts again, Sienna pulled back.

"My turn now." She said, smiling impishly as he growled.

For a moment, she took pleasure in stroking him, her beautiful, powerful, stubborn, arrogant wolf. His muscles were too hard for her to bite, to sink her nails in, so she satisfied herself with scraping him with her teeth instead.

Then her hands slid lower to unbuckle his belt.

Her fingers shook too much, that she fumbled with the button of his jeans.

"Need my help, sweetheart?" Hawke offered.

"Hush. I won't fall for that." Sienna said, biting her lip as she focused once more on his button fly.

He closed his eyes, barely managed to hold back a groan as her fingers brushed over him again. Being touched without touching was killing him. If this was her way of sending him to the asylum…

The buttons were finally free and she tugged them down his hips and off his legs. Her movements were almost methodical, but her eyes—the way she devoured him with her gaze was a caress in itself.

Sienna paused for a moment to study him with such heated, approving eyes. His wolf preened for her, even under the situation he's in, he couldn't help it.

She blushed when he caught her staring at one very aroused part of him. Just when he thought she'd lost her nerve, Sienna knelt closer and held him—with both hands.

"Well, aren't you a big boy?" She teased as she stroked him tentatively, almost shy.

"Sienna." He hissed through clenched teeth.

"No distractions…" She reminded him in a husky voice, despite her eagerness to explore him, she could easily lose confidence.

Man and wolf both gritted their teeth.

"Release me." Hawke growled, the wolf so much in his voice, it was almost unintelligible. He can't take much more of this for long.

"Not yet." Sienna replied huskily, brushing back hair from her face as she nuzzled against his cock.

A barrage of curses and growls escaped him, making her smile wickedly as Sienna brushed her lips against the engorged, smooth head.

"hmmm…"She murmured, flicking her tongue against the pearl of moisture that formed at the blunt tip, stealing an intimate taste of him.

Hawke bucked against the restraints, clenched his teeth as he endured the exquisite torture. "Ah Sienna…baby, that's—FUUCK!"

Her mouth, soft, hot and infinitely curious enveloped him, slowly drew him deeper. Her tongue, that wicked, little instrument of pure torture caressed him, rubbed the slit of his cock with tiny flicks until Hawke thought he'd go insane.

Pleasure ripped through him, causing him to stretch, to thrust his hips against her soft lips. Hawke bared his teeth as he fought the pleasure and growled at the cost. Holding back was killing him, holy hell.

One more minute. He swore. Just one more fucking minute!

She continued her little tongue exploration, traced the intriguing textures under the blunt head, heedless of his warning growls as she sucked him deeper.

There was a snapping sound of metal chains breaking loose as Hawke pulled against the handcuffs, but she barely heard it, until it was too late.

The wolf was free.

"Not fair!" Sienna gasped as Hawke flipped her onto her back in a blur of movement.

"Sienna…baby…" He growled against her throat, spreading her thighs wide with his knees. He felt huge and hot as he nudged against her, thick and wide.

"Cheater…"She accused huskily, but she was smiling before Hawke gripped her jaw for a deep, wet kiss.

She moaned against his mouth as she felt him move, felt the scalding heat of his cock stretching her open to receive him.

"Hawke!" She cried out as he sank deep with one hard thrust. No matter how many times they do this, she still found it difficult to give him passage, he's simply too huge to accommodate easily.

"God." The word came out low and rough. "So tight."

She watched his face twist into a grimace, saw the muscles at his jaw tense as he fought to control his lust.

"No…"Sienna said, more breath than voice as she reached up to caress his lips. "Give me everything." Yes, she was clasped very tightly around him, stretched tautly to fit him, but she loved having him inside her, huge and hot and infinitely demanding.

"Dangerous words, baby." Hawke growled, his pale eyes going night-glow, as he nipped her fingers.

"You don't scare me, wolf." She said, then gasped as he angled her hips in the way he wanted, allowing him to penetrate deeper. "Hawke…that feels…"

He went still. "Is it…too much?"

She shook her head and shuddered as he stroked her with the thick width of his erection, rocked his hips in a lazy circular motion, slowly rubbing her clit against the base of his cock.

"Like that, baby?" Hawke asked in a low, rough voice. "Or this?" He lifted her knees, supported her ankles on his shoulders and moved impossibly deeper, stealing her breath. Her eyes went huge as he touched…something. She has no words for it, could only come apart as he stroked her there once more. And again.

Sienna came with a wild cry, her nails digging into his biceps, shaking, shuddering, her skin flushing with pleasure as she twisted beneath him, the climax so intense she lost herself for a timeless moment.

Hawke clenched his teeth as she shuddered in his arms, writhing against him. It was pure, sweet pleasure to feel her snug, tight flesh clamping around him, pleasure that had him clinging to control by the tip of his claws.

"Pretty baby…pretty Sienna." He growled as he kissed his way along her jaw down to her neck, and nipped her there. "So hot…so tight…and mine. All mine."

"Hawke…"Her voice came out husky, a bit hoarse. Sienna shuddered as he gathered her wrists and pinned them above her head with a single hand. She arched her head, baring her throat to him in surrender, made him growl in approval as Hawke slowly licked his way from her collarbone to the soft skin of her chin.

She was so tight around him, so hot, felt so damned good it would take very little to set him off.

His wolf raked him with its claws, howling for release.

Control. Hawke clenched his teeth. Control has never been difficult…until Sienna.

"Kiss me." Sienna ordered huskily.

Hawke didn't think it was a good idea, not when he's so close to the edge. But he could no more deny her than he could stop breathing.

"Behave." He growled, his eyes gone night glow as she lifted her head a little to meet his mouth.

He brushed his lips against hers gently, but Sienna had other ideas. She thrust her tongue into his mouth.

And just like that he exploded.

Judas H. Priest.

Just the feel of her soft tongue in his mouth and he swelled even larger inside her and he came and came and came.

Pleasure. The most exquisite, pure pleasure a man could ever know tore him apart as he spurted into her in fierce, hot jets, filling her.

"Sienna." Hawke growled as he bucked wildly, once, twice, then kissed her fiercely, grinding heavily against her before finally collapsing on top of her, his heart thudding wildly.

They lay like that together for a long while, until their hearts and breaths settled to a more normal pace.

"I…" He said in a low voice as he lifted his head to look at her, "…will not be handcuffed to the headboard again."

"You cheated." Sienna said, her eyes dancing with mirth, still breathless from aftershocks of pleasure. "You still owe me one."

Hawke chuckled then bit her lower lip before licking it. "Baby, I promised you can use those handcuffs on me, nothing about lying still while you tortured me."

"Naughty wolf." Sienna accused huskily, thrusting her hand into his hair as he nuzzled against her throat, licking the salt on her skin.

"I'll give you ten minutes to freshen up or do whatever you want." Hawke murmured as he raised his head and rubbed her lips with his thumb.

"Then what?" She asked.

"This." He gripped her hips and gave her a deep, hard thrust, making her gasp. He was still hotly aroused. No, not still, again.

"Bad wolf." Sienna moaned, arching her hips shamelessly. "What if I don't want to wait?"

The smile he gave her was a feral, wicked promise. One he has no trouble of keeping.

Note: Nalini Singh's Hawke and Sienna is my favorite couple in her Psy-Changeling series, probably because the readers get to see bits of them early on, sort of, built up the tension, until it cumulated in Kiss of Snow. This is the book that transformed me from being a fan to a rabid fangirl.

This fanfic is based on Hawke's promise on letting Sienna use the handcuffs on him. The part about the re-plantation, headed by Felix, is from an excerpt of Tangle of Need, posted in Nalini's website. Though it wasn't specifically mentioned that Sienna was conscripted, Hawke's sharp grin, when he mentioned about Felix's consripts, sorta hinted that Sienna was one of them, at least, that's how it appeared to me.

As for writing raunchy fanfic when there's plenty of smex in the book, a girl needs her H&S fix, at least until Tangle of Need is released.