�Spoils� Part VII
Princess Plum Jade
Rated �NC-17� for language and explicit sexuality
This chapter is dedicated to my dear friends: �Buffenator� and �glow.� Thank you so much for your editing suggestions and feedback. I never forget how lucky I am to have friends like you. Cyberhugs and much love from Plummy
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Kordelia moaned, lips opening as Angelus kissed her with savage finesse. His tongue covered hers lingeringly, then swept over the soft contours of her mouth. His kiss was rough and deep, it had none of the stylized slowness she had enjoyed with her slave girl. Kordelia whimpered her contentment at Angelus�s forcefulness, the pleasing discomfort as his sharp teeth lightly scraped her lower lip.
Angelus languidly released her bruised mouth, gently licking the small cut on her pouty lip.
Kordelia closed her eyes as she nuzzled Angelus, rubbed her cheek along the side of his squared jaw, sighing as his tongue teased the whorls in her ear. Her hands floated upwards into his wavy dark hair and Angelus purred against her ear until sweet shivers ran down her spine.
Angelus casually snapped the fine-link silver chain girdle at her waist and yanked on her tunic until it fluttered to the ground like a pool of blood around her ankles and feet. He gripped her bare buttocks, one in each hand, squeezing and pinching the lushly firm cheeks. Kordelia gasped as her skin came to life in a way it never had for Xiao-Mei. She felt the pressure of each separate finger touching her skin. Her breasts, pushed against the rock-hard contours of Angelus�s chest, ached for attention.
Angelus lifted her up by her buttocks and Kordelia clung to his shoulders when her feet left the floor.
�Put your legs around me,� he ordered roughly. �Yessssss,� he hissed in delight as her warm thighs embraced his hips and her wet sex gave his belly a scorching kiss. He shuddered as her nipple, ripe and pebble-hard, rubbed against his nipple and his own flesh hardened and ached for her.
�Angelus.� A pleading moan for more experience, more pleasure, more of him. He held her tightly, one large hand supporting her bottom, the other sweeping up her spine, gently gripping the back of her slim neck. Angelus kissed her mouth again and Kordelia responded fervently as he sucked on her lips, caressing her tongue with his own.
Releasing her neck, Angelus bent slowly from the waist, lowering her body onto the finely polished cedar table. His arm swept across the table, sending the dishes and food and wine and flowers crashing onto the marble floor. Kordelia grunted and moaned as Angelus settled her on her back on the table, then he stood up and looked down at her.
Angelus watched her intently, the play of the flickering torchlight on her form. Her eyes were dark, starry jewels in the moonlight. Her face was exquisite, as lovely as any goddess�s likeness could have been, and her body was prime, softly rounded, hourglass in shape. Not so small he�d break her from forceful coupling and not so large he couldn�t easily control and handle her. Perfect.
Kordelia looked up at Angelus, a rush of shyness fluttering in her belly. What did he think of her? She had practically thrown herself on him, jumped into his arms the moment he touched her. The way he looked at her was wolfish, predatory, hungry. He was ready to devour her. She was ready to let him.
She reached out to touch his face again, still clinging desperately to his waist with her strong legs. Kordelia whimpered as he caught her hands and stretched her arms above her head, pinning her wrists to the table with one hand. His free hand traced a light trail over her skin from her left wrist, down the silky-soft skin under her forearm, gliding over the crook of her elbow...
Kordelia moaned. Waves of gooseflesh broke out randomly as Angelus explored her body with his fingertips and watched her, careful to note what roused her most. He smiled wryly when her eyes widened and dilated as he softly caressed behind her ear, raised his eyebrows when a pink flush broke over her breasts and face as he traced a straight line from her neck to her navel to just above her sex. Sweetly torturous pleasure.
�Please!� That can�t be me! I never beg for anything! She writhed and struggled against his hold on her wrists that kept her body open, vulnerable to his scrutiny and exploration. She needed to embrace him, crush her body into his. �Please Angelus!�
He smiled at the repressed tears in her voice. She didn�t like begging. That was too bad for her, Angelus liked hearing it. He softly caressed her breast.
�A perfect fit,� he commented as the warm firm mound filled his hand. He rolled her nipple in his fingers, gently tweaked until it stood up, dark rich cocoa pink. He nursed her other breast like a starving baby, sucking, softly biting, licking and tracing the shape of her nipple with his tongue. He chuckled as she arched her back, trying to push her precious little quim against him.
�I want you!� Kordelia cried out, wondering if the servants heard her cries and noises, wondering if she would care later since she didn�t care now.
Angelus shed his one garment and he laughed as Kordelia�s eyes doubled their wideness. His male shaft was hard and swollen, eager for her body. Leaning over her, they kissed deeply, ardently. Angelus released her wrists and she ran her hands down his bare back and flanks.
�I have an idea!� he whispered in a perverse, sing-song childish voice. �Let�s pretend! You�re Helen of Troy and I�ve waited eleven years to get you back to Sparta.� He spoke in his normal rough tone. �I want to fuck you more than all the women in Egypt, Greece, and Rome.�
Ruthlessly, Angelus thrust forward hard, easily ripping the tender barrier inside her body, burying himself deep within Kordelia�s satin-smooth, hot, creamy woman�s folds.
�Ooowwwww!� Her sob melded with his shout of delight in her body�s tight grip on him. It hurt. Even if it felt good�complete�to have his body joined to hers, it still ached horribly. Kordelia writhed on the hard wooden table, her body clenching on Angelus, tearing a groan from him.
�Shhhhh, relax, baby,� he coaxed her. �The more you tighten up, the more it hurts you. Breathe deeply, relax.� He thumbed away diamond tears on her sooty eyelashes and gazed down at her admiringly. Angelus was too sadistic not to enjoy her pain, and there were few things more precious than a bleeding virgin. Except a bleeding virgin hot for it.
Angelus leaned over her again to kiss her lips. Kordelia mewled softly as his simple movement caused his sex to shift inside her, sending new sensations through her body. Now his lips were gentle, softly coaxing her to enjoy him. When she kissed him back, slowly, then more hungrily, Angelus began to ride her. Short hard thrusts, then longer thrusts where he slid nearly completely out of her and Kordelia bucked her hips to get him back.
He combined tender love-play with rough in a most delightful fashion, cupping her pretty face in his hands as he lightly kissed her lips, then pounding brutally into her below as he tweaked her painfully sensitive nipples a moment later. He rotated his hips in a circular movement and Kordelia�s eyes rolled back in her head from the frisson of pleasure that quivered in her belly and shot down her legs.
He moved so that his pubic bone ground rhythmically against the sensitive little pearl of flesh between her nether lips. Kordelia gasped at the delicious friction on her swollen center. Angelus thrust harder, pounding Kordelia hard into the table until the wooden joints groaned from the combined burden of the man�s hard downward thrusts and the girl�s bucking up against him.
Kordelia stiffened and gave a little scream, her legs quivering uncontrollably as she began to climax.
�Yes!� Angelus thrust deep, as far as he could go. He pinched her nipples fiercely as her interior quivered and clutched the muscular column of flesh invading her, drenching him in honey-thick scalding moisture. He rammed into her hard, growling fiercely as his own body responded to her tightness and heat, flooding her with cool seed, his body stiffening, twitching as he came.
He dropped against her and Kordelia groaned from his weight as they lay limply together for a moment. Kordelia glanced around her. Somehow, the night seemed more beautiful than it had before, the clear moonlight sending a soft glow on their joined bodies. Tears of happiness prickled in her eyes. She swallowed softly, gently kissed Angelus�s face.
He had quenched the itching need within her. Her head didn�t twinge and tingle anymore.
�No!� she moaned protestingly as his sex softened and slowly withdrew from her. Angelus chuckled against her shoulder and the vibration ran through her, sending skittering sensation throughout her nerve endings. She didn�t want to be parted from him EVER AGAIN! She loved him, his cruelty, his tenderness, the casual skill he used on her body...She loved the way she felt just from his wonderful presence. He eased the uncomfortable tension within her.
He rose to his feet and picked her up easily from the table. �Don�t worry, we�re not finished,� he assured her as he carried her to bed. We may never finish, Kordelia, not the way you make me feel.
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