Saint Ives Whelan Chronicles

SIW : Christopher Saint Ives -- Whelan.

Here we are with a more steamy update. Many thanks towards the fierce supporters in Tweetland, JazCullen for being an ace proofreader, Asylum for his editorial skills and The Guild for their continuous support. I'll be adding a new chapter to my other on story on my blog, need a bit of cooling down myself after this one. I'll be back to writing the next chapter for SIW after that.

Enjoy the read!

Mokkelke

Chapter Six : Skipping "Classes" Is So Rewarding.

As he roused from his deep sleep, Chris let out a silent sigh, feeling content holding the warm woman cuddled close to him. During the night she must have turned in his embrace and now their legs were intertwined. She was draped on his chest, her head tucked snuggly under his chin. One of her legs was slightly pulled up, gently pressing against his groin area. As long as she lay still he was fine, but occasionally she'd stir in her sleep and as a result his dick was hard and straining painfully against his pants.

He endured his discomfort because he reveled more in the feelings of contentment and happiness. Chris finally knew what he had been missing all these decades. With little regret he thought of all the woman he had bedded and never stayed to see them wake up. Oh he had enjoyed every single occasion, so had his willing partner for that night. Yet he always came home restless, not feeling complete.

That feeling was gone now. If his brother was only feeling half of what he felt now, he finally understood that gap his brother had longed to fill for so long.

Tenderly he twirled a curl around his finger. Her hair was soft to the touch and vaguely smelled of strawberries. Lifting up his hand, he surprised himself as he touched his cheek with his finger, amazed again by the softness of her locks. He had his wild side but right now he didn't have the need nor the burning desire to be forceful and demanding. It was just the opposite, he wanted to show the woman in his arms just how much she meant to him.

Feeling her stir, he bit back a groan as now her leg moved as if it was caressing him and it was becoming more difficult to rein in his desire to make love to her.

"Hmmmm," he suddenly heard, "Aren't these pants bothering you?" Mia asked in a voice laced with sleep and a hint of mischief.

"Are they bothering you, my dear?" he answered with a question.

"Actually, they are. There are so many things I could do if they weren't in the way," she replied, her voice taking on a deep sultry tone.

Leisurely she traced his visible muscles on his abs and then his arms, leaving behind a trail of tiny shivers.

"So which is the fastest way to get rid of them? Your way or mine?" he challenged her softly.

Placing her hands on his shoulders, she rose up and straddled him. To his surprise he felt her wetness close to his own naked flesh.

"Definitely my way," Mia spoke softly as she winked at him.

Placing his hands on her tiny waist, he couldn't help the rumble in his chest. "I can get used to this, fast and clean and no mess to clean up. Hmm I sure do like this way of yours," he murmured as he placed his hands over her heaving breasts.

Her clothes had disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving him a view he was very quickly becoming addicted too.

Not in the mood for much wordplay, he rose up and latched himself onto a puckered nipple while he pinched the other between his thumb and forefinger. Gently he rolled, pinched and tugged at it as he sucked on the other one. Changing sides he made sure to give both sides the same treatment.

Chris did his best to ignore the movements of her hips, which were enticing him, luring him closer. As if they wanted to invite him to go to paradise. He wasn't having any of it. Despite how wicked he could be, no matter how much he'd desired his partners, never ever did he cum first. He always made sure his partner had nothing to complain about.

He wasn't about to start that now, so he tried his hardest to ignore the squirming woman in his lap. Her wet folds were coating his hard flesh with her honey like fluids. Mia was tempting him like no other had before. Looking up he saw the pure bliss on her face. Eyes closed, a tiny bit of her tongue sticking out as she pressed her lips together, trying to hold back her moans.

He wanted to hear her, he wanted to hear her sing those passionate tones that made his wolf howl with pleasure.

Threading his hand through her silky locks at the nape of her neck Chris maneuvered her so he could slant his lips over hers. Her taste alone could make him drunk. Tilting her head slightly, he licked her lips, silently demanding entry to her mouth. Willingly she opened up and let him in.

The searing heat between them went higher and higher as they silently fought over dominance during their kiss. Even being on top didn't help Mia. As if Chris knew he might lose the upper hand, he held her closely and twisted them around. Her legs automatically wrapped tightly around his narrow waist.

Nestled snuggly between her thighs, he gently rocked back and forth without entering her. Lazily he caressed her wet folds with his hard cock, always succeeding in rubbing her clit every time he came near her slit.

Reluctantly he left her sweet lips, but he had set a goal for himself. He wanted her to scream his name and for that he would have to leave her mouth. It did, however, open up so many other sweet places he could torture.

He started with leaving a tiny trail of kisses over the arch of her brow, gently placing a neat kiss on each eyelid before following the soft curves of her jaw, down to her neck. He sniffed and felt so overwhelmed by her scent he almost gave in. Slowly he licked her neck, making sure he went over his marks he had left the night of their mating, sending a passionate wave through her trembling body.

Chris felt her hands sneaking up his torso, lightly grazing his hardened nipples. He let her have these few seconds simply because he could just purr at the sensations it gave him. Only when she tried to cup his head and guide him back up to her tempting lips, did he stop her. Grabbing her hands, he placed them above her head, holding both in one hand.

He winked at her and with his free hand wiggled his index finger in front of her.

"It's my turn. I'm going to make you scream until you can't take anymore," his whispered softly in her ear. "Are you going to be a good little girl and keep your hands where I put them or do I have to tie you up?"

Mia licked her lips, she knew that if it really mattered she could be out of her restraints in a heartbeat. Though somewhere deep down she liked his suggestion and she liked his dominant streak so she tugged, trying to free herself and getting the desired reaction out of him.

"I see you made your choice," he said as he tightened his grip. Holding out his hand he asked, "Show me what you want me to use to tie you up with, my sweet."

Mia grinned. She knew what his open palm meant and she couldn't help to bring in a bit of humor, so she materialized a soft set of ropes in the brightest shade of pink she could come up with, each end covered with fluffy feathers.

"Is this what you want me to use?" Chris asked with a big grin on his face and the amusement clear in his eyes.

Mia moved her head slightly up and down in confirmation. Chris' smile only grew wider, Mia had no idea what she just had let herself be in for. Straddling her, he made sure his weight wouldn't crush or hurt her in any way, he made sure he kept a strong grip on her wrists.

Dropping one of the ropes beside him, he used the other to tie her wrists together. Making sure he had her tied up, he checked that his knots weren't too tight. He wouldn't be able to see her hurt or scarred in any way.

Mia gave him a surprised look as she noticed him only using one of the ropes.

Reassuring himself the bonds were done perfectly, he reached behind the bedhead and pulled a tiny iron ring into view. Smiling inwardly he commended himself for his love for antique furniture. His bed looked normal, only it had several hidden rings and hooks. This was the first time he put them to use.

He winked at Mia as he pulled the rope through the tiny ring and secured her to the bed.

Mia couldn't help but test her bonds and followed the rope up to where it was now attached to the bed. She realized then that this bed would probably have more hidden things and she wondered whether Chris would put them to use. Moving her gaze back to Chris she couldn't help but feel smug as she took in his toned physique and it was all hers, or rather she was all his at the moment.

She could tell by his heaving chest that he was just as aroused as her. When her eyes traveled further south there was no doubt at how much he wanted her. She licked her lips as she took in the view of his raging hard on that sprouted from a black bush of hair, standing proudly, a tiny drop of pre cum glistening at the very tip. Biting back a moan she wished she could wrap her lips around his hard flesh and lick up that tiny drop.

Chris must have followed her because suddenly he let out a soft moan.

"If you keep looking at me like that, you temptress, there won't be much left to enjoy," he warned her.

"So you're all talk and little action again?" she teasingly spoke back.

"Oh you're in luck I want to hear you scream in a bit or I would have gagged you for that remark, my sweet," he answered.

Wanting her desire to rise even higher, he slightly leaned back and grasped his dick and leisurely stroked himself a few times, eliciting more moans from Mia's lips. He could feel her squirm under him and though he was the one enjoying himself the most, he just loved how it enticed her and heightened her lusty feelings.

He let go of his dick as he scooted higher up her body. Looking into her eyes, his hands now started playing with her round globes, squeezing them gently, deliberately avoiding her little hard nubbins. Bit by bit his round motions became smaller until eventually he reached her hard nipples.

All this time Mia's eyes hadn't left his. Her tongue occasionally slipped out to wet her lips. Oh how Chris wanted to feel those lips sealed around his cock right now, but he restrained himself. He'd wait a while longer before he'd give himself that pleasure, there was something else he wanted first and he had her just in the perfect position for it.

Still locking eyes, Chris bent his cock a little with his thumb until it lay snuggly between her breasts. This was something he very rarely wanted to do with his bed partner. If he took the time to count how many times he actually had, he'd only need one hand to add up those occasions. This time it had called to him as he gently fondled her breasts, teasing and tempting her.

Something about her willingness told him she would do almost anything to please him and right now what he wanted was to bury his cock between her luscious globes and fuck them slowly. He'd noticed the slight widening of her irises but the lust and passion in them never wavered for one second once she understood what he was doing.

The feeling of her warm soft flesh against his hard cock almost did him in and he had to close his eyes, attempting to block out the passionate gaze Mia was giving him as he rocked back and forth. Lazily he toyed with her nipples, rolling them slowly under his thumbs in rhythm with his thrusting. He couldn't help but let out a low moan of contentment.

Then his eyes shot open and he saw Mia lifting up her head as much as she could and each time he rocked her way her tongue slipped out and licked up and round his engorged tip. He couldn't take it anymore and let go of her breasts, releasing his hard shaft. His hand trailed into her hair as he helped to keep her head lifted up as he held his cock with his other hand and guided it into her awaiting mouth.

Eagerly she wrapped her lips around him and twirled her tongue up and down his cock. Not for a single moment did she lose eye contact, she wanted to see how she affected him. Their first time he had blindfolded her, admittedly she had enjoyed it tremendously but she could get lost in a man's eyes as they darkened with passion as she pleasured him. Normally she wouldn't make the first move to do a blow job, but something about Chris and his gentle dominance made her want to give him as much pleasure as she knew she would get back tenfold.

She liked how he cupped her head, his thumbs tenderly stroking the side of her jaw, as bit by bit he fed his cock deeper into her warm mouth. He stopped just in time, he didn't want to push in too far, he wanted this to be pleasurable for both of them. For a while he just kept still and let Mia have her way. He could howl out loud his joy at the exquisite feelings her little tongue provoked.

Time after time she licked around the very tip, switching to sucking his cock as if her life depended on it. Chris was starting to have trouble holding back, he could only imagine how all this would feel if she wasn't restrained, but right now he could only pant heavily. Restrained the way she was and yet she made him crumble at her feet, worship the ground she walked on.

He couldn't help it and he started rocking again, her tiny little tongue darting all over him as her lips kept him firmly wedged in her mouth. Biting his lips he tried preventing himself from cursing out loudly, she was bringing him right to the edge, but he didn't want it to be over yet. With all the control he could gather, and a pang of regret, he moved back.

As he got enough room, he bent down and started leaving a trail of tiny kisses. He didn't leave a spot untouched. He faintly tasted his own pre cum on her lips, but that didn't stop him from invading her mouth for a searing hot kiss that again left her twisting and turning under him.

He had to commend her for not once trying to get out of her bonds, nor using magic to free herself. All these little things started adding and building the profound love he felt for the little minx currently tied up in his bed. After ending their kiss, he continued his searing path downwards, kissing, nibbling and licking every part he could reach.

Once he arrived where he wanted to be, he spread her legs and looked in awe at the treasure he revealed. As if he wanted to study her in detail, he very slowly trailed his index finger over her wet folds, her arousing scent making him more crazy about her. All he wanted to do was plunge right in there and fuck her brains out, but again he remembered his personal goal.

His look went up and locked with her eyes again. Chris didn't want to give her what she clearly wanted, not yet. Ever so slowly he inserted his finger. It wasn't meant to arouse her further, but he wanted to taste her. As he removed his finger and brought it up to his mouth, her scent rolled over him like waves on a beach. Licking his finger clean he moaned.

"Ambrosia of the Gods, that's what you taste like for me," he said huskily. "So addictive, I'd get used to this."

Not wanting to verbally express her feelings she sent him a mental note;

you're torturing me here, Chris!

"No fear, my sweet, it's going to be sweet torture, I promise," he said in reply, a wicked, bone melting smile appearing on his face before he lowered it and covered her wet folds with his lips.

He couldn't stop the appreciative growl that emanated from his chest as he started licking up her sweet juices that covered her sex. Wanting to go slow, he "inspected" each little curve in detail. Lick after lick, he was driving her mad with a need that matched his own. Craving more of her sweet juice, he plunged his tongue into her wet core and eagerly lapped up her essence.

Mia started bucking against his lips but Chris wasn't having any of it. He was having the time of his life and he surely wasn't done pleasuring her.

Releasing her for only a few seconds, he lifted her legs over his shoulders. He scooted closer, so she was now resting on her shoulder blades. Gently, but firmly, did he support the rest of her body.

"Now, now, don't be so eager, love. I haven't lost my appetite yet. So lay still so I can have my fill," he chastised her with a light chuckle in his voice.

Lowering his head again, he went straight for her clit, licking it mercilessly. His eyes locked with hers, a silent promise that if she did what he wanted she would get a lot more than she was hoping for. He loved the feel of her round butt cheeks in his hands. Squeezing them every so often he could tell by her gasping breath she loved what he was doing.

Shifting his attention back to her core he eagerly went back to what he was doing before. With gusto he devoured her. He started slow but before long he started picking up the speed at which he was licking and suckling her wet folds. The slight tremble in her legs was another indication she was rapidly nearing her release.

Giving it a little thought, he reluctantly retreated which got a growling response from Mia.

"Shhh, I'm not done yet, just want to support you a little better while I free up my hands," he reassured her. He had been sitting on his knees at first, but now carefully twisted his legs under him so he sat on his butt. Pulling up his legs, he carefully rested her behind on his knees until she was still within his reach. "You ok like this?" he asked and got a nod in return. He gave her a quick wink as he, again, lowered his head.

Now his hands joined in. As he licked her clit, he pried open her slick pussy lips, opening her up completely to his searing gaze. Mesmerized by her sweet scent he started licking her pussy from the bottom to the top, luxuriating in her delicious taste. Time and time again he swept his agile tongue over her clit and inside of her.

Sensing she wanted more he replaced his tongue with two fingers, the thumb of his other hand covering her clit and making tiny circles around it. Chris noticed she was trying hard not to move or buck against his fingers. Little drops of sweat were gracing her beautiful face and she was biting her lip, trying hard not to make a sound.

He admired her strong will, as well as that little stubborn streak that surfaced now. Mia knew he wanted her to scream, yet she wasn't giving in, even when she was this close.

If she thinks she's gonna win this battle of wills, she's so wrong. I'll have her scream my name!

Chris thought to himself.

Determined to conquer her he stepped up his efforts. He'd kept his ministrations gentle and caring, but if she was able to fight against them he'd have to get a bit more firm with her, more persistent and he could tease and torment her. He liked the sound of the latter.

He latched on to her clit and sucked hard on it as he inserted a third finger and started moving them in a steadily building pace. He could sense her heartbeat going just that little bit faster and he noticed how hard she was gripping the rope above her head. She was ready to shatter.

Ready to cum, my sweet?

he teased her mentally.

She panted loudly as she came closer and closer as he moved faster and sucked harder. Still she remained silent.

You want more? Need another finger? Or do I have to suck harder?

he goaded her on.

Please, let me cum

she practically screamed inside his head.

He felt her tensing up, making herself ready to let the nearing orgasm wash over her.

How he managed it he didn't know, but just at the moment she would topple over that edge he stopped. He sat up, gently removed his fingers and leisurely licked them clean.

Mia's eyes were shooting bullets at him and he knew very well why, but he only smiled.

He let his legs fall open and let her slide down, so she rested on the bed again. Readjusting his cock, he stroked her outer pussy lips with it, coating it in her juices. He was tempted to just plunge in and fuck her, but he knew he wouldn't. He'd win this game.