The Frenchman's Revenge (47 page)

“
Spread your legs,
W
arrior
M
an
. W
ider
.
”

Her voice was husky, teasing.
She sat back on her heels and sucked on her fingers. With the other hand she pulled his cock back into her mo
u
th
,
then slipped her wet finger
tips
inside the pucker of his ass.

His passionate groans
reverberated against her lips.

“
God yes
,
bebe
!
Do that while you suck me hard.
Take me deep
, cherie
.
Ah
, Christ, yes, l
ike that
! T
o the back of
y
our
throat
.
”

He thrust in her mouth hard against her throat, reveling
in the sheer heat of his throbbing cock
. He
hover
ed
on the edge of a climax, knowing he was seconds from
shooting hot semen down her throat
. With a
huge effort and a fierce
grunt
,
he jerked his cock from her mouth and pushed her back down to the floor.
H
e groaned a
rasping
hungry,
animal sound.

“I need you,
bebe
.
Christ, I
can’t wait
.
I need to be inside
of
you, high up in your glorious cunt.
I need to f
eel
your pussy grasping my cock, milking me, draining me dry.
”

He bent her knees and roughly pushed her legs apart.
It was as though the passion, the
hunger
that had been building throughout the day had taken over his body, his
soul
. He grabbed her feet clad in the
shiny
red shoes and
shoved
them up
against
his shoulders and jerked her hips up
against his groin
.

“Goddamn, I love these shoes. What they say, what they do to me.
They make me want to fuck you so hard
,
so deep,
you
will scream with pleasure
, beg me not to stop
.
”

He spread her
labia with
rough eager fingers
and leaned down and sucked her clit into his mouth
. She cried out and a
rush of
her
cream
splashed
against his chin
, the spicy musky smell driving his lust to a feverish pitch.

“Ah, Christ, yes!
Fuck, yes!
You want me
,
bebe
,
don’t you
? As
much as I want you
?”

With a fierce thrust
,
he entered her
in a single stroke,
sliding deep
,
high
up
against her womb
. He roared with pleasure when
he heard her shrill
,
keening s
creams
.

“Now! Come now!
Give it to me,
cherie
.
Yes.
Yes, just like that!”

He gloried in her sobbing gasping breaths, her frantic cries
, her
deep
shuddering
tremors
.
His cock strained inside of her
,
needing her, all of her.
Now.
T
he
tight
walls of her vagina puls
ed
greedily
,
sucking
his cock deeper, harder
, higher.
Overcome with lust, he thrust
up
high in her glorious cunt and with a wild animal cry
,
filled
her
with his seed
.

They lay together
,
wrapped in each other’s arms
,
their sweaty bodies tremb
ling
,
shuddering
with passionate
aftershocks.
He held her close
,
murmuring incoherent loving words,
blanketing her face, her body with
loving
kisses. When he could stand, he went to the bathroom and returned with a warm towel. Stripping
off
her shoes, her damp stockings
,
he wiped the sticky juices off her body.

“Bai?”

“Yes,
cherie
.
Yes,
mon amour
?”

“
Bai
,
can we eat?
I am starving
.”

He roared.

“
Yes
,
my darling
,
ma petite amie
. I apologize.
I know you are hungry,
cherie
. Forgive me.
I could not wait.
I had to have you.”

He nuzzled against her neck,
nipping
the sensitive place at the base of her throat.

“But after we eat…ah,
oui
.
Then I will love you slowly, tenderly
,
the way a bridegroom should make love to his beautiful bride.
Or maybe somewhat tenderly…”

She laughed and jumped up and ran to the bathroom
,
ducking away from his outstretched hands.

Chapter
21

Bai
heaped
a plate with the delicacies their servants prepared.
He noted with a grin that every food associated with fertility had made its way to the platter.
He took a quilt from the bottom of the bed and spread it on the floor in front of the fireplace
. Next to the hearth
,
he
put the food and a bottle of champagne.
Perusing the stack of record albums
,
he chose a soft instrumental
ragtime, the sensuous music sweeping the country.

He
stood
in front of the fire smoking a Turkish cigarette and sipping on a special brandy Wan
gave
him to celebrate his marriage.
He warmed the glass before the fire and breathed in the rich heady aroma. He looked up
and gasped
to see Elena coming f
rom
her dressing room wearing an
extraordinary
nightgown
and matching robe
.
They were
of the sheerest silk,
a
virtually transparent
fabric
that fell in
iridescent
whispers over the swells and curves
of her
lush
body.

Elena
smiled at him shyly
,
waiting to see if he approved
.

He pulled her to him and kissed her cheek
,
then ran his fingers over the silky fabric.

“Why
did you put on so many clothes
, cherie
? Such
heavy
b
arriers to my sight and touch
?”

She smiled knowing from his lust filled eyes that that he was teasing her.

“
To tempt you
.”

When he
chuckled
, she added, “Lei and my father gave it to me for my
wedding night.
”

He grin
ned appreciatively.

“The
g
ods
truly blessed me, Elena. Not only did they give me you
,
but also a father and mother in law who may enjoy erotic play almost as much as we do.
N
o wonder you
are
such a hot little whore,
cherie
.
Look at the example your father and
Lei provide
d
.”

He
pulled he
r
down in front of the fire and pushed the plate of delicacies in front of her.

“I should warn you
amie
;
the servants
are conspiring
against us.
If you eat even a portion o
f
this food
,
we may have so many children you will do nothing
but
give birth.”

Elena laughed in delight.

“I’m so hungry, Bai
,
I will take the chance.”

“Let me feed you
,
cherie
.
I like the feel of your lips on my fingers, your tongue
against
my
knuckles
.”

She blushed and shook her head at his outrageous overtures
,
but within minutes they were laughing, teasing one another with bits of lovely food. Bai especially like
d
putting a morsel in her mouth and then capturing a portion
of it
with his teeth.
After several glasses of champagne and consuming a remarkable amount of the proffered food, Elena leaned back against the sofa and sighed in contentment.

Bai leaned down and licked a tiny drop of
fragrant
oregano
oil off her chin
,
then
smeared it
across her lips
urging her to suck the
spicy
oil from his
tongue. She murmured in pleasure and pulled his bottom lip between her teeth and nipped lightly.

He licked around the shell of her ear and smiled when she shrieked at the tickling touch.

“
I have
a
gift for you
, Elena.”

“But,
Bai
,
we agreed our
wedding rings were our gifts to one another.”

“Yes, but y
ou
challenged
me
,
cherie
. I know well the profligacy of your grandfather and father. I
wanted to give you something I am confident
neither has
given you
--
nor will they
.”

“Ohh, that sounds intriguing.
What is it?
You know I love presents.”

He handed her a flat rectangular red velvet box.
She stroked the
soft
plush
exterior
,
then her eager fingers flicked
the tiny gold clasp on the front.
Lying
against the
gleaming
satin lining were
three gold rings
,
each
of which ha
d
a
wolf’s
head with
glittering
jeweled eyes. There was a delicate gold ch
a
in between
the
two matching rings.

Elena picked up the two rings with a puzzled look and gasped to see that the wol
ves
’ eyes were exotic sapphire stones.

“
These are beautiful, Bai, but
I don’t understand…I
’
m
not sure where…Oh
…
I see.”

Bai’s eyes twinkled when
he saw she
realized where the rings were intended to go.

“These are for my… my breasts? For my nipples?” she asked with a slight stutter.

“Yes, cherie, they are
anneux de sein,
bosom r
ings we will put on your beautiful pierced nipples. I want you to be as fashionable as the ladies in France and the rest of Europe.”