�Spoils� Part VIII

Princess Plum Jade

Rated �NC-17� for language and explicit sexuality



Part VIII is dedicated to *~Quinn~* for his wonderful and constructive feedback and also to �MBGov� for her encouraging e-mails.

Angelus�s mind reeled from the sweet rush of endorphins in his brain.  He felt a twinge of regret that his first joining to Kordelia had been too abrupt.  But she smelled so damn good and her body was so passionately responsive!  He would go slower this time.

Kordelia sighed as Angelus settled her on the bed.  She gasped at how quickly he followed, leaning over her, his powerful limbs surrounding her body like a cage.  She wondered why he would do that, use his weight and size to hold her.

Like he thought she might fight and try to get away from him.

It was exciting as well as frightening.  His body language said plainly she would not make a move unless he allowed it.  Part of her, the young woman accustomed to the privileges of rank, was indignant.  But something darker and more primitave inside her ached for his forceful possession. To be claimed by him, kept by him, filled with him until the world never existed without Angelus.

Angelus stared at Kordelia long and hard, trying to fathom her.  She looked wild, fey, hungry as any vampiress.  She was panting, lovely breasts rising and dropping with each breath.  Her eyes were wide and dark with passion, her pretty mouth bruised from his hard kisses.  Her skin was soft, smooth, wonderfully warm and flushed.  Tantalizing aroma rose up from her flesh.  Angelus inhaled deeply, appreciating the spicy richness of her blood, clean perspiration and red wine, the warmth of her body temperature.  The most provocative scent was between her legs, her fluids blended with his and her maiden�s blood. We�ll never have it again, Angelus thought, But there are other ways to make her bleed.

Kordelia sighed as Angelus lowered his head on hers and their foreheads touched.  Their hair mingled from this soft intimacy.  It was wonderful not to feel that crazy itching anymore.  Their noses brushed as they kissed.  Angelus felt the woman�s arms encircle his waist.  Her hands moved carefully over his back, tracing rock-hard muscles.  Her fingers glided over his vertebrae, gently swirled in the small of his spine, caressed his firm buttocks and the backs of his thighs.

His sex began to twitch and harden against her belly.

Angelus cupped her breast with his palm and gently kneaded her with his fingers while his thumb roughly fondled her nipple.  Kordelia moaned and lifted her chest, pushing her breast into his hand.

�Gods Angelus!� she groaned.  �You make me feel so hot!�

He slapped her lips lightly and held his hand over her mouth.  Kordelia�s eyes widened, then her brows knit angrily.

�Be quiet,� he ordered in a rough whisper.

Kordelia exclaimed angrily against his hand.  Angelus slapped her mouth again, a little harder, not hurting her but enough to make her sensitised lips tingle.

�I told you to hush, Delia,� he told her calmly.  �I won�t tell you again.  I�ll just take it out on your bottom.�  He smiled grimly.  �Your choice.�

The hand on her mouth softened its hold, swept tenderly over her cheek and smoothed her hair.  His smile widened when a tremor ran through her entire body.  Her nipples stiffened into tight little rosebuds and he smelled fresh wetness between her legs.

Does she want it? Angelus felt himself go painfully hard and eager at the idea of Kordelia lying across his lap, her lovely rear cheeks blushing soft pink, then rose, then scarlet as he rained a torrent of open-handed blows upon them.

Kordelia was mystified as every nerve in her body throbbed with anticipation and need.  Angelus wanted to spank her?  His grim threat had gone straight to her buttocks, made her strangely aware of how sensitive they were. All I have to do is be silent, Kordelia thought.  Angelus was pressing his mouth on her chin.  The hard hand on her breast skimmed her ribcage, gently fondled her hip.  Resentment flared in her and she pressed her lips into a thin line of frustration.

But if I stay silent he won�t...

His hands slipped beneath her hips, squeezed her ass.  He kissed her throat passionately, opened his mouth and softly bit.  Kordelia moaned as his sex touched hers.  Angelus�s fingers dug hard into her backside and he rolled them over.  He lay on his back and held Kordelia down on top of him.

�Please yourself,� Angelus urged her.  He wanted to watch her face and movements, feel her touch him.  As he parted her thighs with his knee, Angelus pushed her upward with his hands under her bottom. 

Kordelia kissed his lips and sighed as their tongues met and caressed.  Following his lead, she softly bit him, sucked on the bite.  Her hands wandered over his magnificent body.  She ruffled his hair, neatly trimmed in the Roman fashion; it felt like thick, soft silk.  Angelus pinched her bottom hard and she climbed over him, stradled his ribs.  Angelus�s hands on her back guided her downward until her breasts hung over his face.  Angelus raised his head and took her nipple in his mouth, fluttered his tongue teasingly in circles around it.

�Gods!�  Kordelia cried.  It felt so good!  As he licked and sucked her nipples, he fondled her thighs and ass until her legs trembled uncontrollably.

Slowly, Kordelia inched back down his body.  She kissed his neck and let her tongue flutter and play in the hollow of his collarbone.  Her hands glided over the planes and contours of his chest and abdomen, his powerful shoulders and arms.  His rock-hard musculature intrigued her. A man�s body is so different from a woman�s, Kordelia thought. No softness to it at all.

Her fingertips whispered over his nipples and she watched, fascinated, as they darkened and stiffened like her own.  She watched him carefully, curious if her touch pleased him.  She bent her head to kiss his erect nipples slowly, thoroughly.

Her arousal had left a trail of burning moisture on Angelus�s belly.  She moved onto his groin carefully, positioning herself so that the tip of his shaft just opened her pouty nether lips.  She sat up on her knees and looked down into Angelus�s fiery dark eyes.  Would he like what she was about to do? Only one way to find out.

Taking a deep breath, Kordelia began to unpin her mussed hair. Slowly, languidly, removing each jeweled hairpin and allowing more of her hair to fall down upon her body in thick rippling waves all the way down to her ass.

When all the pins were gone, Kordelia tossed her head and smoothed the sides of her hair back with her fingers.  She traced an imaginary path on either side of her face.  Her temples, her cheekbones, chin, her slender neck...

Angelus watched, fascinated, as Kordelia began fondling her own breasts. Who would have thought a virginal young noblewoman could be this exciting? Her hands, small and beautifully shaped, fingernails stained red with henna, cupped the warm rounds, squeezed them together, lightly scratched the soft skin on the sides.  Angelus smiled when she pinched her own nipples, circling the dark rosy areolae with her red nails. 

Kordelia gasped at the sensation of Angelus�s cock twitching in the soft nest of her labia. Is he getting bigger?

His hands joined hers.  Kordelia let down more wetness at the erotic vision of his strong fingers twining with hers and covering her breasts.  He fingered the soft webbing between her thumb and forefinger and chuckled when she shivered.  He played more roughly with her nipples, pinching her hard enough to hurt, lightly tugging.

Slowly, Kordelia lowered her body upon his.  Angelus watched as her hot dewy folds engulfed his cock, lower, deeper, until her pubic curls were touching his.  She whimpered, still sore from their first mating, and he caressed her round bottom reassuringly.  Deeper still, all the way, her swollen pubic lips kissed the base of his cock.  Kordelia closed her eyes and her head fell back, her long hair gliding like satin over Angelus�s thighs.  She was impaled, completely filled with him.

She moved slowly at first.  Angelus fought to keep control and stay still.  He wanted to thrust upward, hard and forceful, into her heat, but he was more curious to watch her response. 

She flexed her thighs, lifted and lowered herself gently upon him, resting her hands flat on his rocky abdomen for balance while she moved.  Curious, a little awkward, she twisted and moved her body.  Different angles, different directions and rythms, to see what pleased them most.  Leaning forward onto her hands, she rocked her hips forward rythmically, striking her clitoris against his pubic bone, contracting her inner muscles to hold and squeeze Angelus�s cock.

Angelus�s hands were everywhere, touching her, stimulating her.  He cupped her swaying breasts, squeezed them and pinched her nipples harder than was pleasurable.  His finger whispered between her nether lips to tickle the swollen rosy pearl near the top of them.  Kordelia stood still, hips thrust towards him as he stoked her passion to a fever pitch, dragged her to the very edge of completion.

�Not yet!�  He scolded her laughingly, withdrawing his caress and pinching her vulva.

Kordelia began riding Angelus wildly, heedless of whether or not she hurt him.

�Good girl!� he praised her, soft laughter in his voice as she rocked her pelvis against his.  He thrust up against her and Kordelia exclaimed at the delicious friction.  �Turn around,� he commanded.  �Do it slowly, keep me inside you.  I want to see your ass.�

Kordelia moved slowly, anxious to obey him.  Angelus guided her, helped her shift her weight and move her legs, turning until she faced his statuesque legs and beautiful feet.

He never took his sandals off. The idea of Angelus, still wearing clothing yet totally naked, was thrillingly erotic to Kordelia.  Bracing herself on the heavily muscled pillars of his thighs, she thrust and rocked violently.  His cock was striking her at a different angle than before, her every movement caused him to hit a peculiarly sensitve spot in the front wall of her vagina.

Angelus relished the view of Kordelia�s rear attributes as she rode him hard.
Her hair, long and silky, brushed his belly when she rocked backward.  Her back itself was straight and smooth and unblemished.  Her ass was lovely, a rounded heart shape, curvy, pert and firm.  Reaching towards her, Angelus cupped a cheek in either hand.  Sighing, Kordelia looked back at him over her shoulder, her lips parted, her eyes blazing with passion.

He gave her a light swat on one cheek, curious to see how she�d take it.  A breathy little cry came out of her.  He smacked her a little harder.  She dug her fingers into his knees and rode him harder.  Angelus gripped her left hip and slapped her right cheek hard enough to ring a pained cry out of her.  She squeezed his cock even tighter with her vaginal muscles and kept grinding her body into his.  He gave her left cheek a slap.

�Angelus!�  Kordelia was dizzy with the excitement of different sensations.  The stress of her thighs tensing and gripping to ride Angelus, the near-euphoric pleasure as his shaft struck that place within her, her clitoris rubbing his pelvis.  Angelus�s hands on her bottom made her feel slightly vulnerable as she worked to pleasure him.  His assault sent painful warmth over her buttocks, a pleasing edge of pain.

Suddenly, both of his hands sent a myriad of hard smacks on her bottom.

�I told you to be quiet!� he scolded as he struck her mercilessly.

Kordelia�s entire body tightened up and she wailed aloud as she exploded on top of him.  Her heart thundered in her ears and her fememine interior pulsed and rippled on the hard shaft inside her, gripping him even harder and coating him with fresh hot cream from her deepest center as her bottom was ruthlessly punished.

She never moved, only braced herself on his thighs as Angelus smacked her repeatedly.  She knew her ass was reddening from his blows.  Tears stung her eyes and she had to bite her lip to keep from sobbing.

His cock never softened inside her.

Angelus thrust up hard against her and, lifting her thigh, swept his legs from under her.  He rolled to his knees behind Kordelia and thrust deeply within her tight womanly softness until her hot bottom cradled his groin. He seized a handful of her hair and tugged hard, forcing her head up, and began to fuck her with hard, fast strokes.

�You�re mine, Kordelia,� he told her.  �Do you understand?�

Her answer was a breathless wail. 

�Answer me!�  He reached under her and pinched her breast.

�Yes!  I do!�

�You�ve always been mine, Kordelia, always.�  He pistoned in and out of her and she moved her hips back against him.  She was all softness inside, snug and soft, hot and dewy-wet.

�Say it,� he insisted.

�I�m yours, Angelus�oh Gods!�� She gasped as he thrust so deep he struck her womb and his scrotum slapped the rear of her labia.  �I�ve always been yours!�

Angelus erupted like a volcano.  He leaned over her, blanketing her body with his, thrusting his hips against her inflamed buttocks and forcing her down on her belly.  Kordelia clenched and tightened on his cock convulsively.  They shuddered and groaned as orgasm wracked them both.  Cool seed spurted thickly from Angelus�s shaft, coating the deep inner walls of Kordelia�s body.  She squeezed him hungrily, milked him dry.

He rocked against her long after he was finished, then slowly withdrew.  He smiled at her bereaved little sigh, then drew her up and guided her to lie down beside him in the bed.  He stared down at her as she settled against him.  He�d never come so hard in his two and a half centuries of life.  His ears roared, his limbs tingled, and he throbbed all over in afterglow.

It was time for him to leave her, go back to his own room.  Bathe her fluid and scent away.  His skin crawled at the idea of sleeping apart from her.  He would stay here, then.

Angelus turned Kordelia over and lifted her body closer to his.  Her eyes were closed and her heartbeat thudded in a pleasing rhythm.

�Kordelia,� he whispered softly, liking the name.

Her eyes opened slowly, like blooming flowers, and looked up at him dreamily.  A soft, thoughtful smile touched Angelus�s lips. I�ve been too hard on her, he thought, feeling an unusual twinge of remorse.  After all, Kordelia was human, she could not endure hard indefinite lovemaking.  He would be more gentle in the future, he wanted her to last.  He had a feeling he wouldn�t get bored with her in a hurry. 

Gently, he petted her curved hip, stroked her taut stomach.

�Mmmmmmmm...�

He smiled wryly. Does my touch send little sparrows fluttering in your belly, Kordelia?  Your ass is beautiful, nice and warm and rosy pink. Angelus watched her tongue sweep nervously over her lips; he felt that touch himself with starving empathy, all the way down to his cock.  Her lovely eyes shimmered with silvery tears. I�ve been too hard, too rough.  It was her first.

�Please.�  Kordelia�s fingers traced his jaw, lightly stroked his cheek.  �I want more.�

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