ANDRONIKOS

In all the times thoughts of devouring her had crossed my mind, I never imagined it would happen like this. My little flame tasted better than I had dreamed. 

Every suck and flick of my tongue pushed her closer to the edge–an edge I planned to deny her for not trusting me.

“Nikos, I–” she gasped, teetering on the precipice of her release.

I pulled back, licking my lips clean as I stepped away from her enticing core.

Nóstimi

(Delicious) 

I smirked down at her disheveled state, waiting for the familiar ire to ignite in her eyes–and she didn't disappoint.

“Did. You. Just. Leave. Me. ON EDGE!?” 

The fire blazing in her gaze almost outshone the lust still simmering there. Adira was pissed, rightfully so, but I wasn't going to let her finish until she apologized for associating me with that poor excuse for a woman. Was that cruel of me? Maybe. But when have I ever been kind?

“Be a good girl and apologize, and I'll give you what you desire.” 

She looked at me, dumbstruck. For once, I’d rendered her speechless. Her lips twitched, and then she laughed–a short, disbelieving sound. When I didn't respond, my face a mask of seriousness, she really looked at me. After a long pause, she sighed.

“You can't do this to me, you demon. You couldn't wait until after I came before assuming your title?” 

My only reply was a single raised brow.

“Seriously?” She glared up at me, incredulous, before starting to close her legs. “I'm not dealing with your bullshit tonight.”

Oh no, she doesn't.

“Close your legs, flogítsa mou and I'll make sure you never get that orgasm again.”

Her legs froze mid-motion, and she turned to me, desperation flashing in her eyes.

“Nikos…”

“No, gatáki. You know what I want.”

She stared at me, her expression unreadable, before muttering, “Fuck me.” 

Suddenly, her demeanor shifted.  A sultry look took over as she pouted those luscious lips, her fingers trailing slowly down her body toward her core.

“What are you doing, moró?”

(Baby)

“Taking care of myself,” she replied, her hand already at its destination. “Since you're incapable of such a simple task.”

Her fingers circled her clit, and her head fell back in ecstasy, her curls spilling around her face like a wild halo. She looked like Aphrodite come to life.

I couldn’t help but move toward her, drawn by an invisible pull I couldn’t resist. My little flame was a magnet, attracting me with an irresistible force no amount of willpower could defy.

When I reached her, standing between her legs, she met my gaze with unabashed lust. Her hand stilled as I grabbed her wrist, pulling her fingers to my lips. I sucked them clean, savoring her taste. 

She moaned, her voice trembling with need.

“Upstairs. Now.” I commanded softly, my lips brushing her ears. 

Adira didn't argue. She practically ran upstairs, leaving her shoes abandoned on the kitchen floor. 

I took my time following her. When I reached her room, and opened the door, there she was, lying spread-eagled on the bed, waiting for me. 

Good girl.

I approached Adira and noticed her smiling coyly at me. Clearly, she was enjoying whatever game we were playing, and I was going to oblige her.

“You know,” I began, loosening my tie and pulling it off completely. “I told you to do something, and you didn’t follow through.” I unbuttoned my shirt slowly, letting the tension hang in the air between us.

She tilted her head, placing a finger on her chin as if in mock contemplation. “Hmm… Maybe I’m a woman who doesn’t take orders from anyone, least of all you.”

Amused, I let out a low chuckle. Bratty tonight. I’m going to have to take care of that.

“And that woman,” I said, stepping closer “is going to get fewer orgasms than she wants tonight.” Before she could fire back with another witty retort, I shut her up by capturing her lips with mine.

My lips moved against hers, firm but teasing, and when I bit her bottom lip, she gasped, giving me the opening I needed to deepen the kiss. My tongue glided against hers, coaxing and commanding all at once. While I kissed her, I made quick work of pulling away the layers of her clothing until she laid bare before me. Stepping back, I let my gaze glaze over her body, taking it in.

Skin the color of burnt sienna, full breasts—just the right size to fit perfectly in my hands, light brown nipples, a generous figure and she was smooth and bare, her skin glinting like satin in the light, save for the neat triangle of hair at her pussy.

“Ómorfi” I murmured, the word slipping out in my mother tongue before I could stop it.

(Beautiful)

Adira caught the word and tossed a bashful look my way.

“Don’t ever look away from me when I’m admiring your body, yes?” I said, gripping her chin and tilting her face toward mine.

Her eyes met mine, and I saw it—the unspoken desperation, the need that burnt as brightly as mine. She nodded, her gaze steady and unwavering, and I decided then to give her what she wanted—but only on my terms.

I lowered myself to my knees before her, pressing kisses to her thighs as I worked my way to her center. When my tongue finally made contact, her gasp was sharp and sweet, and her fingers tangled in my hair, urging me on. I devoured her like a man starved, her moans and whimpers driving me on to the edge of madness.

Her hips bucked against my mouth, and her pleas came in broken whispers. “More,” she begged, her voice trembling.

But I wasn’t done asserting control. Pulling away, I rose to my feet, her slickness glistening on my lips as I began to undress.

“Not again, Andronikos. I’ll be good I promise,” she said, her chest heaving as her eyes locked on mine. Her nipples were hard, practically begging to be sucked.

I leaned in, catching one with my mouth and teasing the bud with my tongue as she arched into me. Her fingers gripped my neck, trying to hold me in place.

“More. Please,” she begged, desperation lacing her tone.

I pulled back just enough to meet her hooded gaze, my hands gripping her hips with a firm possessiveness. “I’m not letting you come unless it’s on my cock, Flogítsa mou.” My voice was low and filled with command, leaving her no room for objections. “Understood?”

She nodded, her breath hitching. “Yes,” she whispered, her defiance giving way to submission.

“Yes what?” I asked, slowly guiding my cock to her opening.

Adira gulped hard, her molten amber eyes fixed on mine as I teased her, the head of my cock brushing against her wet entrance. She shuddered, and I saw the ongoing war in her mind—the last ounce of defiance struggling against the pull of surrender.

“Yes, sir,” she finally said, her soft voice laced with a quiet, eager desperation.

Satisfied, I looked down at her, a smirk spreading across my face. “Good girl,” I murmured, pressing forward slowly, and savoring the way her warm pussy welcomed me inch by inch.