TASTE OF PLEASURE

Ivan led me towards the castle never letting go of my head. With each step we took I could feel my breaths quicken, my heart racing in anticipation. We didn't spare the guards a second glance as we walked down the hallway to our bedroom.

Ivan pushed open the door for me and I entered while he locked the door. I soon felt him behind my back where he trailed hot kisses. I leaned back against him sighing in contentment.

"You don't know what you do to me Arianne." Ivan whispered against my neck and I let out a soft moan.

"Me too" I admitted then turned to face him looking up at his stormy grey eyes which were filled with desire.

Ivan reached up to brush my hair back. "Tell me Arianne__" He started his voice thick with emotion, "What is it you want?"

Him! I want him and there's no mistaking that! With a smile I wound my arms around his neck, "A kiss would be nice?"

"Just a kiss?" Ivan asked me in a husky voice as he stared at my lips and I moved closer to him, "Fine as you wish." Ivan says before he bowed his head towards me and pressed his lips towards mine.

His lips felt warm against mine. He parts my mouth with the barest pressure but it goes no further than that. I need more, I want more! With that thought I wound my hand into his hair, my fingers threading through the silkiness and just when I was about to deepen the kiss, Ivan removed his lips from mine and I whined at the loss.

"You said just a kiss, remember?" Ivan reminded me breathing against my lips but he kept his hands on my waist.

I shook my head at him, pressing myself closer to his body. "No Ivan, I need more. Please Ivan, I want..."

I didn't get to finish the rest of my sentence because Ivan slammed his lips on mine. This one was different from the first one. Ivan claimed my lips with certain urgency that ignited the raw desire in me. He sinks his hand into my hair as he devours my lips. I suddenly felt hot over and the need to take of my clothes was strong.

Ivan continued to kiss me walking me backwards while I removed his clothing. I shrugged off his dark coat and I brought my hands to the buttons on his shirt. Unfastening them as quickly as my hands could. Ivan chuckled against my lips at my urgency and soon he backed me against a wall just when I shrugged his shirt away from his body.

Ivan stopped kissing me, cupping my cheeks as he stared down at me. "You are beautiful Arianne, so fucking beautiful." He whispered and I smiled at the sincerity in his words.

Never has a man ever made me feel desired like Ivan, no one has. But right now the most beautiful man I'd ever laid eyes on was telling me I was beautiful and it makes my heart flutter. Without saying another word I brought my lips and kissed him, bringing my hands to his chest that felt hot against my palms.

Our tongues danced against each other sensually, I could taste the desire in them. Ivan's hands cradled my face angling my head so he could kiss me deeper. Then he moved his mouth to my neck and I sighed in pleasure when I felt his hot breath against it.

Ivan kissed me, grazing my neck gently with his teeth and I could feel his sharp canines against them. It didn't hurt, it was just the right amount of pressure that sent a jolt of pleasure through me.

"Ivan." His name came out in a breathy whisper as he assaulted my neck with his kisses which were driving my body insane with needs.

I want him! Gods above I've never wanted anyone so bad! Almost as if he could hear my thoughts Ivan brought my leg up and wrapped it around his waist, pressing his hips against my aching center. I clutched Ivan close to me as he continued to kiss my neck and unable to take the torture anymore, I brought his face up to mine so he could kiss me.

I made sure I put all of my emotions into the kiss, making sure he knows I felt the same thing he feels. Ivan groaned into my mouth before he brought his hands to my waist so he could lift me. My other leg instinctively wrapped around his as he continued kissing me. Ivan walked us to his bed without breaking the kiss and then he laid me back on the silky bed sheets.

Ivan pulled his lips away from me and we stared at each other. His lips were slightly swollen from our kisses, his hair mussed. Ivan breathed heavily as he stared down at me in a way that makes me swoon.

I reached up and placed my hand on his chest causing him to shudder a little and I could see he was trying to hold himself back. He was holding himself back because of me. It was a sweet gesture considering it was my first time. He was behaving like a gentleman even though he was a beast and I didn't want that, I wanted the beast in him.

"Don't hold back." I whispered still keeping my hand on his chest and Ivan opened his eyes to look at me, his eyes had already darkened causing his grey eyes to look almost black. "Don't stop Ivan, take all you want from me." I whispered leaning up to press kisses on his chest.

A deep groan rumbled from Ivan's chest. "Fuck Arianne." He cursed slightly, his hands wounding up to my hair, "I'm trying to be good for you but you are making it so...fuck." Ivan cursed when I nipped his neck gently with my teeth, "You make it so damn hard to be good."

"Then don't." I whispered staring up at him.

I don't know if it was the mead I drank earlier that made me feel bold but I reached up to pull the straps of my dress down, slowly. I enjoyed the way his eyes lingered on my skin as I pulled my dress down. Ivan's breath hitched when I finally released the gown so it fell to my waist. My breast was already exposed to him and my whole skin flushed with the way Ivan was looking at me.

"Don't be good for me Ivan, take what you need." I repeated and that was when whatever thread of control Ivan had snapped, because he lunged for me, kissing me with much fervor and passion.

We were a tangle of limbs and our arms roamed freely around each other's body. I gasped when Ivan's hand grazed my breast. On hearing that Ivan palmed my breast possessively while he moved to kiss my neck, sucking it hard.

"Ivan..." I gasped as he gently pinched my nipple sending jolt of pain and pleasure through my body.

Ivan then began to move low to my body, stopping at my breast. He then wrapped his mouth around the nipple sucking on it while he palmed the other. I moaned as I threaded my finger through his hair, enjoying the new sensation. Ivan blew air on it before he dragged the bud back to his mouth making gasp in pleasure.

"Ivan, please..." I pleaded not sure what I was begging for but all I knew was that my mind was completely driving with desire.

Before I knew what was happening Ivan's hand then began trailing downwards lighting the skirt of my dress up till it was up my thigh. He then brushed his fingers against my vagina.

"Oh gods Ivan!" I arched my back at the feeling.

Ivan raised his gaze up to smirk at me as he swiped his hands against my vagina again and I let out another gasp, my thighs clenching around his hand. Gods, I want this man! I want him so much.

I felt Ivan shift my undergarment to the side and he used his fingers to rub the opening of my vagina.

"You are already ready for me little one." Ivan said something with pride in his voice before he reached down again, teasing my opening with his fingers. "Tell me."

"Ivan." My voice came out as a plea as I stared at Ivan through hooded eyes while he continued rubbing the opening of my vagina.

"Tell me what you want."

"You know what I want." I retorted slightly rolling my hips, trying to get him to get him to increase the pace.

Ivan arched a brow up in challenge, "Then tell me." He ordered then slightly moved a finger inside of me and I gasped but he removed his finger. I swear I wanted to curse him, Ivan sensing my thoughts smirked at me. "Just tell me Arianne, what do you want?"

"You damn it!" I snarled unable to take anymore of his torture as I lifted my hips towards him, "I want you Ivan!"

"Then you shall have me!" Ivan affirmed then finally moved his fingers inside of me and I slammed my head against the pillow letting out a long moan.

There was no way to describe this feeling. It felt foreign to me, foreign but incredibly good. Ivan curled his fingers inside of me and my head rolled to the back of my head in pleasure.

"Feels good?" Ivan asked pumping his finger inside of me.

"Hmm." I moaned in response as I began moving my hips in rhythm with his fingers.

Ivan laid on top of me pleasing me with his fingers. I stared at his eyes which were filled with desire and I gasped when he stroke the bud above my vagina with his thumb. More! I want more! I thought staring up at Ivan who smirked at me as if he understood and he then added another finger into my vagina.

I gasped at that, fisting the silken sheets with pleasure. "Ivan!" I moaned moving with his fingers which seemed to have increased the pace.

"Ivan! Gods Ivan!" I chanted his name as I moved along with his fingers. My legs were already arched up, allowing him to get more entry as he worked magic with his fingers.

There was something going on, something in me that was waiting to be released and I clung to that feeling.

Ivan seeming to know what was happening leaned down and pressed a kiss along the column of my neck. "It's okay Arianne, you can let go." Ivan commanded and I opened my eyes to look at him.

"Let go Arianne." Ivan ordered and just like that I shattered underneath him with a loud moan, calling out his name! My legs quaking underneath him as I chased that feeling.

Sweats clung to me causing my hair to become matted against my skin. I opened my eyes and stared up at Ivan sleepily. We were both breathing heavily as we stared at each other and he leaned down to give me a kiss on the lips which I returned.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful, so perfect." Ivan murmured against my lips and I brought my hands up to hug him.

"Thank you." I murmured grinning at him lazily.

"The pleasure was all mine." Ivan stated brushing strands of hair away from my face, "You should go to sleep little one, you look sleepy." Ivan observed and I didn't bother to argue with him on that.

I was indeed sleepy and with that I closed my eyes and nestled against Ivan, succumbing to the power of sleep.