“W-what?”

Salem gazed at his slave, with less curiosity and more hunger. There was a certain craving he had felt, an attraction drawn by the small, timid creature.

Which was one of the reasons as to why he purchased her. Yet despite her submissive nature, he sensed a little spitfire in his slave after she attempted escaping him.

He watched her run, those slender bronzed legs. She was strikingly fast, much like a rabbit. It thrilled him to know that she held a tiny flame of rebelliousness for he would enjoy breaking her.

Throwing her over his lap had been for disciplining reasons and yet as his palm struck her bare, heart-shaped ass, Salem couldn’t help the painful stirring of his cock. The need to stroke her pussy then spank her in intervals— offering pleasure and pain.

Massaging the ointment onto her bottom, with the scent of her cunt had aroused him to no end.

He would have her.

Using the hand on her cheek to pull her forward he kissed her, a gentle kiss at first, his lips pressing to her own as though massaging them.

She tasted as sweet as he thought she would, his tongue flicking out to trail a path along her lips. She had never been kissed before, that much was obvious in the way her lips stay pressed firmly closed. That was going to change, quickly.

His tongue parted her lips, pushing forcefully past the soft folds to ravish her mouth, his tongue sweeping inside to dance with her own, slowly teaching her the ways of kissing in return.

She was a quick student and despite the nerves, he felt within her she responded, slowly at first, but with more courage as he growled warningly at her reluctance.

“Lay back, little one,” he commanded gently, his right hand sliding to her shoulder to press her back until she lay upon the moss-covered forest floor.

Bracing himself over her with his left hand his right began to slide down her neck and across the exposed skin of her chest.

“When we’re done you’ll be a woman, and I’ll be the first man to have known your body, the only man that will be able to satisfy you completely.” It was an arrogant statement, but one he believed none the less.

Slowly his hands began to unlace the peasant’s blouse that hid her young breasts from his gaze. He felt her nervous gaze on his face and gently he smiled as he finished untying the laces, parting the shirt to each side to reveal her tits.

Her nubile young form was already generously endowed and his eyes devoured her hungrily. She had yet to speak a word, and he could sense her nerves, but he could also sense her reluctant anticipation. Frankly, the Lycan within him enjoyed her nervousness, perhaps she’d even struggle just a little.

Lowering himself until he laid next to her, propped up on his left elbow, his right hand slid up her torso until his fingers caressed the soft flesh of her left breast.

He could hear the soft catch in her throat as he caressed her skin, his fingers teasing at her quickly puckering nipple.

“I haven’t—” her sweetly hesitant voice was almost shaking as though afraid of offending him.

“Shhh. I won’t hurt you... yet,” He insisted as his dark head lowered over her.

Pressing his face between her breasts he inhaled a deep breath, just taking in the scent of her skin before turning his head to the side and capturing the nipple he had just been teasing with his hands between his teeth.

Slowly his tongue circled the taut nub of flesh, her breathing becoming heavier with each teasing circle of his tongue.

He could feel her desire rising despite her confusion, and it fed him, urged him on as he continued to suck upon her hardened nipple.

Turning his head he licked a path to her other breast, his lips soon passing over the neglected nipple as he teased this one in the same manner as the first, his right hand coming up to cup the breast he had just abandoned, unable to keep his touch from her. He couldn’t wait to devour her.

As his lips and tongue continued to tease her nipple his right hand slid down her body, passing down over her hip, trailing over the long flowing skirt that covered her lower half until it rested gently at the top of her thigh.

His fingers began to move, gathering the material in his grip as it caressed up her legs, baring her flesh to him until he felt the hem in his fingertips.

Slipping his hand beneath the skirt he moaned as he felt her bare skin, her erratic breathing and heightened anticipation feeding his need to touch her.

Slipping his hand between her thighs he was pleased to find she wore no panties, his hands encountering smooth flesh as his touch trailed teasingly along her warm slit. She was already wet, ready for his touch.

“Mmm...you are quite the wanton girl, aren’t you?” That was good, very very good.

Gently his fingers parted the folds of her pussy, his seductive words urging her to give in to him. “Just part your thighs child, open to me and you’ll know pleasure the likes of which you can’t comprehend.” His promise was far from an idle one, she’d be screaming her pleasure by the time he was through.

His fingers found her clit and began to tease the sensitive flesh, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, the sound of her already wet pussy filling the air around him.

“Do you hear how wet you are? You were made for passion, for sex.” She would be his wanton little slut, and his alone, and he would make her burn for his touch.

He had another week in the Compania before he must depart to see to his affairs, and he would enjoy her every night of it.

Her body began to writhe beneath his touch, her hips lifting to press to his fingers as his touch gained speed, rubbing her clit faster and faster as she moaned, her legs bending at the knees and parting to spread herself completely to him.

His dark head rose from her breasts, his eyes panning up to her face where it contorted in passion mingled with surprise at the depth of need that he created in her.

Moving up slightly he leaned over her, his eyes passing over her young face as the full range of lust played across her beautiful features.

“I can’t wait to see your face as you cum.” he whispered before leaning down and pressing his lips to hers.