He loomed over her like the predator he was; his hands gripped her wrists. Pushing her hands above her head, he bit harshly into her shoulder. She cried out in pain before it soon turned into pleasure, his tongue lapping at the wound. She threw her head back, her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer towards her.
He trailed a finger along the curve of her body, pulling her up. His fingers grazed against the zipper, pulling it down slowly, enjoying the sounds of her impatient moans and clenching fingers against his hair.
"Now, what were you saying?" He taunted her, fingers stopping at the base of her spin. She arched deliciously against his chest. Her eyes slid open, asking for something. She untangled her hands from the dark pools of hair before dragging the dress above her head. She watched in amusement and arousal as he devoured every inch of her body with his eyes. Lifting his gaze back towards hers, he waited momentarily before striking. Like a cobra.
-x-
"Fuck me," her breathless whisper fell on deaf ears (or so she thought) as his mouth latched onto her neck once again like the snake he was. She cried out softly, her hips thrusting upwards into his clothed erection. She felt his groan of satisfaction muffled against her slick skin. She needed him. She closed her eyes; her mouth parted when he torturously ran a line of kisses down her body, sucking and biting as he moved along. Once he reached her breasts, he paused, his face lifting. She snapped her eyes open when she realised he had stopped and couldn't prevent the whine from escaping. That blasted smirk was on his face, eyes pitch black with lust.
The predatory gaze turned her on more, her juices leaking from inside, dripping inside her already soaked thong. She squirmed as he ran his fingers along her skin, up and down her sides. She clenched her thighs together, her fingers gripping onto the bedsheets. She twitched when the familiar sensation was on her sides. He better fucking not tickle her.
Luck was on her side when he either ignored her twitching or wasn't in the mood to play those type of games. He latched onto her left breast, and moans spilt out of her mouth. She thrashed her head to the sides, pressing deeper into the pillow. She bit her lip, the screams bubbling up to the surface but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction. His mouth descended onto the other breast. She didn't notice one of his hands disappearing from the side. She did notice when she felt something grazing the flimsy fabric that covered her pussy. She jerked in his hold, his mouth humming around her breast.
"Oh." The word slipped from her lips; her eyes opened slightly to find Storm Shadow watching her. He had lifted his mouth from her chest, his tongue swiping across his lips. She stared hard at them before glancing into his dark eyes. She raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for him to make a move. She watched in disappointment as he leaned back on his legs. His hands disappeared from her body, but before he could fully move, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer towards her. She grinned when he fumbled slightly, catching himself before she noticed (he hoped).
"Why did you stop?" She couldn't help the whine in her voice; she was enjoying herself!
Instead of answering, he placed a finger from his unoccupied hand onto her lips silencing her from saying anything else. She watched wide eyed as he carefully removed her legs from his waist. She wanted to cry out but she knew better not to disobey her ninja. He was dangerous when he wanted to be. She didn't want to be punished (or maybe she does).
The man gracefully lifted himself from the bed, unzipping his jacket. The white material slipped from his shoulders. His katanas were already placed against the door after he threw her on the bed. She watched with rapt attention at the view in front of her. Storm shadow was only wearing his belted trousers, the muscles rippled with so much power she felt herself flush with arousal. Holy crap. She forgot just how perfect this man was. Of course she admired the man he was (his personality) but underneath he was the perfect specimen. Her eyes darted to the red lined tattoo on his forearm. The mark of his clan. He explained it once to her but to be honest she was a little distracted at the time. To be fair when the guy removes any item of clothing, it was very hard to pay attention to anything he does except stare at his defined body, muscles, scars and especially when his cock-
He leant forward towards her, his hands dropping to the bed beside her. He crawled across her body, the fabric rubbing against her skin. She squirmed against him, her pelvis touching against his manhood. He shimmied his body closer to her. With knees on either side of her, Storm Shadow placed his hands on her hips, fingers pressing harshly into her skin. He felt her tremble at the touch, the smirk slowing reappearing. Just a simple touch could elicit an amazing response.
He drifted a hand downwards, his fingers skipping past her sensitive area. His fingers reached her thighs and with upmost gentleness, he stroked the skin with slow and steady movements. She mumbled to herself, but he couldn't understand her. For some reason that dismayed him a little. He drifted his hand a little closer to her pussy, her mumbling a little louder. He heard her call him a tease. He chuckled darkly, his other hand that was on her hip gripped her chin. He yanked it hard to face him and smashed his lips against hers. That shut her up quickly.
The hand on her thigh moved away to find itself on her pussy, his fingers playing with the waistband of her thong. He glanced at the small fabric with a large amount of appreciation. It provided a beautiful view of her small selection of dark curls. A moment passed as he stared, before making his next move. He flicked her sensitive mound. The sound afterwards would forever visit him in his dreams. Her screams of ecstasy was music to his ears. She jerked her hips up. Her hands were wrapped around a bunch of sheets, fingers clenching so hard her knuckles were white. Fuck. That was so hot. He repeated himself. Once. Twice. Three times. She mumbled incoherently to herself.
Storm shadow, with his dangerous smirk in place, grabbed the thongs and ripped the fabric from her body in one smooth motion. Oh. She felt a little annoyed; those were her favourite. The moment soon forgotten when she felt his fingers dancing along her covered pussy before he plunged a single digit into her heat. He moaned at the same time as she did. Damn she was so fucking tight. His fingers moved with no problem with how wet she was.
He continued at the same pace for a moment, until her felt her start to writhe on the bed. Feeling the need to show her how much control he has over her, he sped up. He shoved another finger inside of her, pumping relentlessly, her pants echoing around the room. It wasn't long before she felt that familiar tingle run through her. The coil was tightening in her lower region. She tried to clench her thighs but he was in the way. He stopped all movements. He chuckled when she screamed out in frustration. Taking mercy on her after a minute of her squirming in her own juices on the sheets, he shoved both fingers back inside of her with no warning.
"Please," She called out softly, almost desperately. She didn't finish her plea. She couldn't. The feeling was so overwhelming. She needed him inside of her. He stroke the side of her face, something in his eyes that seemed familiar.
"Oh, by the way. To answer your earlier statement… I plan to fuck you hard on every damn surface until you can't even stand or think straight, and even then, you'll forget about every man on this planet. You. Belong. To. Me. Now." With a deadly growl, he slammed inside of her. Her screams almost deafening, but he didn't care; he was in pure bliss. He moved slowly at first, allowing her to adjust slowly to him. She wrapped her ankles around his waist, pulling him tighter to her. Amazing. Growling, he sped up his pace, his hips pounding against hers. Moans tumbled from her lips, grunts mumbled from his.
She felt the coil tighten inside of her before it finally snap, her mouth screaming with ecstasy. Not even a second later, he followed. He shouted his pleasure. His mouth descended onto her neck, his teeth sinking into her already bruised skin. His seed emptied inside of her. He pumped inside of her almost lazily until he was spent. Their breathes mingled together, heavy pants filled the room. He rolled over, with himself still inside of her. Kissing the top of her head, they settled on top of the sheets. He would give her a minute. Then… he plans to pound her into oblivion.