Crazy Seduction(erotica)

Mab just watched them, waiting for them to get to the point.

“We’ve come to speak with Mr. Gable in regards to some recent alarming events we believe he might have influenced.”

“Aside from the rather suspicious fact that everyone seems to know where Henry is at all times, haven’t you appointed a lawyer to VRL to keep an eye on him? Shouldn’t you be addressing your questions through her?” Sigrid jumped in. “Oh! I suppose I don’t need to notify her we’ve met with Queen Mab now that you’re here too.”

Lise-Anne gave her an angry scowl. “There’s been a rather dramatic development in Kansas. Containment is at risk. We believe the magic involved is the same magic coursing through Henry.”

“You have proof of this and his involvement?” the Queen asked.

The two glanced at each other as they had no proof, yet. “We believe Ra’Anek was collecting pure samples from the pseudo-clouds when he went missing. They found his rental car abandoned in a location near one of their entry points.”

Henry looked at them. “And, I’m responsible for these events how? I’m not a wielder, and I’ve never been to Kansas!”

Rand gave him a frustrated scowl. “We don’t know how it’s happening. We do know these things didn’t begin happening until you became linked to the Fae’s global spell.”

Henry continued to look at the shorter man. “I didn’t ask to be linked to any spells. I don’t want anything to do with magic. I just want to live a quiet life, working on computers. Dull, safe, mundane computers.” He looked at Queen Mab as he said this and the corner of her lips curved up slightly.

“Indeed, Henry has kept up his part of the bargain. I believe your part was to remain hands off. Do you have Pixies following him? No more. Did you put conditions on his freedom? That ends tonight as well. Tonight’s confrontation during his dinner date doesn’t appear to be very hands-off either,” Mab said with more than a hint of steel in her tone.

The two council members shared a look. Lise-Anne picked up the conversation for her frustrated colleague. “This meeting wasn’t meant to be confrontational. Merely an opportunity to share our concerns with Henry, and, as you are here, yourself. Our mission is nothing short of protecting the survival of the Hidden Races-”

“And you feel Henry is a threat to that?” Mab asked bluntly.

There was a definite pause. “We didn’t say that,” Lise-Anne recovered.

“In the spirit of sharing concerns let me share something as well. As long as Henry’s linked to the global spell keeping my people alive, he’s protected by the Fae. Not one hair on his head is to be disturbed. He has indicated to me that he’s ‘not aware of manipulating anything’ and that’s good enough for me. I suggest it’s good enough for the Council as well,” Mab said. She turned her face away from them. Their audience was over.

Lise-Anne bowed and Rand nodded stiffly, barely meeting the requirements for civility but the Queen graciously let it go. The councilors turned and left quietly. Mab watched them leave from the corner of her eye and only when they were beyond her influence did she turn her attention back to Henry.

“As we do know you manipulated the spell, what circumstances led to you not being aware of it?” he said fixing her eyes on his.

Henry looked nervously to Sigrid who was frowning as she thought about that.

“He was under the influence of some very strong painkillers. Deeply under,” Sigrid said as she looked to the Queen.

“Because he was placed in danger and became injured,” Queen Mab stated coldly.

“I’ll make extra effort to avoid activities that may lead to danger,” Henry offered, and Sigrid threw him a sharp look.

Mab smiled. “That’s all I ask, Henry. Take care of yourself and stay in control of your mind,” she said sweetly.

“In control of my mind?” Henry mumbled.

She nodded with a little smile on her lips. “If drugs can cause you to interfere with the spell, then I suggest any form of intoxicant might have the same effect.”

He looked at his half-empty wine glass.

“Moderation and vigilance. You bear a great responsibility,” Mab nodded. She stood, and Henry automatically stood as well. She gave him a little smile and walked away. Ikehorn moved the chair back and nodded to Henry with a subtle but satisfied smile on his face as well as he moved to catch up to his Queen.

Henry dropped himself into his chair, and a tremor went through his muscles. His eyes lifted to see Sigrid’s worried look.

“She seriously messes with my nerves,” he mumbled to her.

“You need to be careful of what you agree to with her or any ‘of her kind’ for that matter,” Sigrid warned.

He gave her a worried look. “Did I sign away my soul?”

She snorted and smiled at him. “No, I think you’re good on that front, so far.” She saw him relax a little. “The smiles you saw on their faces as they left were because you’d adopted a conciliatory attitude towards them. Friendly is fine but be on guard against giving anything away for free. They must pay for everything they want. They understand deals and bargains but will rob you blind if you show you’re willing to give it away.”

Henry sighed. “Right. Something else to remember.” He took some calming breaths as he looked to Sigrid. He felt himself relaxing and appreciated the beauty before him. His eyes took in her intricate hairstyle once more. “You’re so lovely.”

“Henry, would you mind if we skipped the dancing tonight? And dessert?” she asked.

He blinked at her then caught on to her true intention. “Oh! Sure!” He flagged down the waitress who rushed over and apologized for her lack of attention. Henry assured her it was fine and asked for the bill. The flustered woman rushed away and returned shortly. Henry paid after quietly choking at the price they charged for the wine.

As they left the restaurant, they walked arm in arm and enjoyed the feeling of their bodies touching.

“Would you like to come back to my place?” Henry asked.

Sigrid smiled and gave him a little nod as she looked into his eyes.

Henry was overwhelmed with how sweet she looked, so he stopped to face her. He leaned in and kissed her, and she made a needful little sound.

She eagerly accepted the caress of his lips on hers and sucked on his tongue when it slipped past her parted lips.

They pulled back and rested their foreheads together.

“Henry! Your kiss is making my heart race!” she sighed.

He lifted his hand and flagged down a taxi. They hopped in, and he gave his address.

Sigrid and Henry left space between them but held hands. Any more contact than that and the activities in the back seat could quickly become x-rated.

After a painfully long drive, they were in front of his building, and he paid. They entered the building no longer touching as the proximity to their ultimate destination was making it harder to refrain from bolder touches.

They managed to make it up to his floor and inside his door without touching. The lock snapped closed, and eyes met.

Before she could speak, Henry dropped his glamor and was pinning her to the wall with his naked body as he kissed her deeply. She moaned and grabbed his ass in her hands pulling him tighter against her.

He felt a tremor rock through her body as he ground his pelvis against hers.

He suddenly pulled back and bent down to throw her over his shoulder. She squeaked in surprise as he carried her to his bedroom, his arm wrapped around her legs.

When he set her down on her feet next to his bed, he spun her and pulled the zipper down on her dress. She reached up and lifted the dress’ halter collar over her head and let the dress pool at her feet.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Henry knelt behind her and slipped her panties down her legs as she gasped. He turned her to face him and took her ass cheeks in his hands, giving them a firm squeeze as he stroked her pussy with his tongue.

“FUCK! HENRY!?!” she cried out as she grabbed his horns.

He continued to knead her ass as he ran his tongue over her sensitive flesh,

“OH! FUCK! Henry, you’re going to make me cum!”

He kept up his teasing and sucking as she ground her pussy against his mouth with an almost bruising pressure.

“OH- THAT’S IT! I’M- I’M CUMMING!!!!” she wailed as her legs shook. He had a good grip on her, so she was in no danger of falling, though her legs had turned to rubber.

He eased her down onto his bed as she panted and trembled through her bliss. She wasn’t a light woman, so Henry had to use all of the strength in his Satyr body to keep from dropping her. As she caught her breath, he slipped away to freshen up as she’d sprayed him a little at the end. When he returned, she was still coming down and blinked at him. “I’ve never reached orgasm that way before,” she sighed with a gentle smile.

He leaned forward to kiss her, and she pulled back a little with a nervous glance, so he gently blew on her face. She smiled when she scented the mint on his breath then her face flushed with embarrassment.

“I figured you might be a little squeamish about tasting yourself on my lips,” he said with a smile.

She put her hands over her face and gave an embarrassed moan.

He took her hands and moved them to the mattress and held them there as he moved his body over hers. She sucked in a breath as the hot tip of his cock brushed up against the wet lips of her pussy. That gasp turned into a moan of pleasure as he rubbed his hard shaft across her opening.

She held his eyes as he looked into hers. When he tipped his hips back to drop the head of his cock down against her pussy her eyes flared with need. He pushed forward and slowly, ever so slowly, his thickness forced its way deeper into her body.

“Oh, that feels so good!” she sighed.

He eased back out and forward again to go a little deeper each time but maintained the slow pace as it felt so incredibly good. Henry knew he probably wouldn’t last long if he accelerated his thrusts.

She grunted gently as his body finally rested against hers.

“Are you ok?” he asked gently.

“Yesss… it’s wonderful!” she sighed as he shifted his weight on her body.

He rolled his hips.

“FUCK! AH! Oh geez! I’m a little sensitive!” she hissed.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

“NO!” she yelped, causing them to both to chuckle.

Henry began to make slow strokes, and Sigrid’s hips began to do a roll of their own.

“Can I be on top?” she asked, and Henry recalled the time they’d destroyed the bed in Camila’s guest bedroom. He loved his bed, so he nodded quickly and pulled free, making her squeak.

Sigrid pushed him down onto his back and swung her leg over his body. She positioned him against her and pushed to take him all the way to the base in one stroke.

From that point on her need drove her. She lifted and dropped her body on Henry’s pelvis faster and faster.

He struggled to hold back as his orgasm was right there. He would hold off for the gorgeous Valkyrie.

“That’s good… I’m right there!” she panted.