Dominating a March Warden
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Category:
-Multi-Age › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,479
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 3
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You get on all fours and move your hair so it’s touching Haldir’s chest. “Is this supposed to torture me?” he asks. He is about to laugh when your hair drags over his nipples. His eyes widen and his mouth drops. You do it again. His nipples harden. He bites his lip, trying to keep any sound from coming out. Slowly, you crawl down his body, letting your hair trail down his chest and his stomach. He gasps at the sensation. He tries to thrust against it. He growls when he isn’t able to feel firmer contact.
You reach his erection and swirl your hair around it. He moans and thrusts into your hair. You curl your hair around his erection and move it along his length. “By Valor,” he pants. He throws back he head and moans. With your other hand, you take another section of your hair and caress his balls. He claws at the ground as thrusts harder in your hair. He whimpers.
You feel his control slipping. Good. You continue to tease his erection with your hair as you lean down. You open mouth kiss his nipple. You take it between your teeth and give it a soft yank. He gasps and arches his back. You switch nipples and take it in your mouth. Your tongue plays with the nipple ring as you suck. He moans.
You release his nipple and erection. You straddle him. “I want to prove to me how much of a warrior you really are, pet,” you say.
“How do you want me to do that?” he asks.
“By not coming,” you answer. “Unless of course you are too weak to handle that.”
He growls. “I can handle anything.”
You smirk. “Good.” You guide his erection to your entrance. You take him by surprise and slam down as fast as you can. He bucks underneath you. You are merciless as you ride him hard. You lean back and caress him balls. His eyes are closed and he is becoming more vocal by the second. His pants become grunts. His grunts become moans. And his moans become cries.
You feel him near his release and you stop. You hold his hips down so he can’t thrust. He whimpers and tries to move your hands. “Now, now, pet, I thought you were going to be a tough warrior.”
He glares at you. You wait until he has calmed down before going at an even faster pace. His hands grab your hips as he thrusts up to meet you. He bites his lip as he watches your breasts bounce. In one fluid motion, he moves up to a sitting position.
His lips find your breasts and he sucks on one nipple while caressing the other. You moan. You arch your back to give him more access. You bury one hand in his hair while the other grabs his shoulder. You are so close that you stop thrusting so you can calm down.
It’s too much for Haldir. He releases your breasts and stares at you. “Please,” he begs. “I can’t stand this torment much longer.”
“What are you asking for, pet?” you ask.
“Release,” he says. “Please!”
You study him and realize he’s being sincere. Not only is he asking for pleasure, he’s begging for it! You force yourself not to gloat.
“Mistress, please,” he begs. You nearly come from hearing him say it. “I’ll do anything!”
Your mind whirls. You have the opportunity to do anything you want to this lust-filled creature. You know exactly what you want.
“I want you to fuck me like the animal I know you are,” you say.
A growl rips from his throat. He picks you up and flips your so you are on all fours. His hands grab your hips with bruising force. He pulls out of you until the tip of his erection is barely in. He slams into you. You cry out in pleasure. He continues his fast, rough pace and you love it.
You love his hands gripping your hips. You love the feel of his balls smacking against you with every thrust. It’s primitive, it’s animalistic, and you can’t get enough of it.
You know he is close when he somehow manages to go at an even faster pace. His thrusts become desperate and out of sync. With a final thrust, he screams your name and comes hard into you. You cry out in pleasure.
When your orgasm is over, you collapse to the ground. You feel his body land on top of yours. He rolls over, dragging you on top of his body. He tucks your head under his check. You curl against him and enjoy feeling his arms around you.
“You know, this is the first time I’ve even cuddle after sex,” he says.
You laugh. “I doubt it will be the last.”
He kisses your head. “You were right,” he says.
“Which part was I right about?”
“Everything.” He grins and pulls you closer to him. “Especially about me never going to another elf. After all, pets don’t stray from good mistresses.”
“No,” you agree. “They don’t.”
The End.
You get on all fours and move your hair so it’s touching Haldir’s chest. “Is this supposed to torture me?” he asks. He is about to laugh when your hair drags over his nipples. His eyes widen and his mouth drops. You do it again. His nipples harden. He bites his lip, trying to keep any sound from coming out. Slowly, you crawl down his body, letting your hair trail down his chest and his stomach. He gasps at the sensation. He tries to thrust against it. He growls when he isn’t able to feel firmer contact.
You reach his erection and swirl your hair around it. He moans and thrusts into your hair. You curl your hair around his erection and move it along his length. “By Valor,” he pants. He throws back he head and moans. With your other hand, you take another section of your hair and caress his balls. He claws at the ground as thrusts harder in your hair. He whimpers.
You feel his control slipping. Good. You continue to tease his erection with your hair as you lean down. You open mouth kiss his nipple. You take it between your teeth and give it a soft yank. He gasps and arches his back. You switch nipples and take it in your mouth. Your tongue plays with the nipple ring as you suck. He moans.
You release his nipple and erection. You straddle him. “I want to prove to me how much of a warrior you really are, pet,” you say.
“How do you want me to do that?” he asks.
“By not coming,” you answer. “Unless of course you are too weak to handle that.”
He growls. “I can handle anything.”
You smirk. “Good.” You guide his erection to your entrance. You take him by surprise and slam down as fast as you can. He bucks underneath you. You are merciless as you ride him hard. You lean back and caress him balls. His eyes are closed and he is becoming more vocal by the second. His pants become grunts. His grunts become moans. And his moans become cries.
You feel him near his release and you stop. You hold his hips down so he can’t thrust. He whimpers and tries to move your hands. “Now, now, pet, I thought you were going to be a tough warrior.”
He glares at you. You wait until he has calmed down before going at an even faster pace. His hands grab your hips as he thrusts up to meet you. He bites his lip as he watches your breasts bounce. In one fluid motion, he moves up to a sitting position.
His lips find your breasts and he sucks on one nipple while caressing the other. You moan. You arch your back to give him more access. You bury one hand in his hair while the other grabs his shoulder. You are so close that you stop thrusting so you can calm down.
It’s too much for Haldir. He releases your breasts and stares at you. “Please,” he begs. “I can’t stand this torment much longer.”
“What are you asking for, pet?” you ask.
“Release,” he says. “Please!”
You study him and realize he’s being sincere. Not only is he asking for pleasure, he’s begging for it! You force yourself not to gloat.
“Mistress, please,” he begs. You nearly come from hearing him say it. “I’ll do anything!”
Your mind whirls. You have the opportunity to do anything you want to this lust-filled creature. You know exactly what you want.
“I want you to fuck me like the animal I know you are,” you say.
A growl rips from his throat. He picks you up and flips your so you are on all fours. His hands grab your hips with bruising force. He pulls out of you until the tip of his erection is barely in. He slams into you. You cry out in pleasure. He continues his fast, rough pace and you love it.
You love his hands gripping your hips. You love the feel of his balls smacking against you with every thrust. It’s primitive, it’s animalistic, and you can’t get enough of it.
You know he is close when he somehow manages to go at an even faster pace. His thrusts become desperate and out of sync. With a final thrust, he screams your name and comes hard into you. You cry out in pleasure.
When your orgasm is over, you collapse to the ground. You feel his body land on top of yours. He rolls over, dragging you on top of his body. He tucks your head under his check. You curl against him and enjoy feeling his arms around you.
“You know, this is the first time I’ve even cuddle after sex,” he says.
You laugh. “I doubt it will be the last.”
He kisses your head. “You were right,” he says.
“Which part was I right about?”
“Everything.” He grins and pulls you closer to him. “Especially about me never going to another elf. After all, pets don’t stray from good mistresses.”
“No,” you agree. “They don’t.”
The End.