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Of Her Nature V	By : cupnjava Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > General Views: 1732 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part Three: Divine Kink

Sanzo and Jorja managed to contain themselves until they were in her chambers.

With skilled accuracy that even surprised himself, Sanzo tugged at the knot at his hip and his robes fell from him. In a frump of satin, he was standing in his silks.

Jorja�s eyes widened, Holy shit! That was just too goddamn sexy.

He stepped up to her and wrapped an arm around her waist. He pulled her into him and stared into her golden eyes. She looked deeply into his violet gaze and knew he was looking for a reason to start.

She brought a hand up and slapped him across his left cheek --- hard enough to sting, but not hard enough to hurt. His head jerked slightly and he gripped the back of her hair. With a fistful of hair, he pulled her head back and pushed his lips aga her hers.

The tongues didn�t dance for dominance, Sanzo dominated the kiss. He felt her lips melt under his, Oh yes, I have you now. His tongue probed her mouth and he felt her knees buckle. He hitched her back up with the arm around her waist. With his lips locked on to her, he began to walk her backwards toward the bed.

She felt the edge of the bed against her calves and offered more resistance to Sanzo�s nudging. He broke the kiss, curled his fingers under the �v� of her pantsuit between her breasts. He jerked his hands apart and pushed her backwards onto the bed. The rip of fabric was followed by the flump of her landing on the bed.

She scooted back on the bed as he crawled over her. �I warned you last time.�

She released her belt and tossed it off the bed. �I don�t listen well.�

He sneered at her, the white of his teeth glinted in the soft light. �I noticed.�

He pressed himself on top of her and whispered into her ear, �Do you remember the safe word?�

She scanned the ceiling like it had the word written on it. �No.�

He sat back and tugged at her clothing tearing the fabric all the way down and off her crotch. �Too bad for you.�

He shifted forward and pawed at right breast. He brushed his cheek against hers and pinched her nipple as he whispered into her ear, �Kama Sutra -- remember it. That�s the last time you�ll hear it.�

She took in a sweet short breath as he rolled her nipple between his index finger and thumb. He stretched out his fingers and ran the silk on his palm over her now sensitive nipple.

She ran her hands over his tight silk enclosed back and he sat up on his shins.

�Tsk, tsk.� Left his teeth as he shook his head. �You know better.�

She pressed her hands against his back. He reached behind him and pulled her hands off his back. He pushed her hands over her head and crossed the wrists. He jumped up from the bed and got the rope.

He kneeled between her legs and grabbing her batlet from the wall he cut the rope into two equal halves. He looped a piece of rope around each wrist and tied her right wrist to the left side of the head board. He tied the left wrist to the right of the head board.

She�d expected the rope, but she was shocked the batlet allowed anyone else to handle it. Mikia couldn�t even touch it without getting ni and and no one else had tried. The batlet gleamed on the nightstand next to her.

He rested on his shins between her thighs and gently nudged them around him. He bent her knees slightly to ease the pressure on her lower back. He looked at her in the soft light. Her creamy pale skin seemed to reflect the low light. She �struggled� with her restraints to keep up the illusion. He saw her muscles flex and stretched as she moved. There was no doubt in his mind that she could break her bonds if she wanted to. He saw the loose torn fabric trace her silhouette. The white fabric contrasted with he black silk coverlet. Her black hair was pinned under her shoulders. He bent down and pulled it out from under her. He lifted her long strands and they cascaded from his fingertips as they floated down over her bound wrists. Her white face seemed to be floating on an iridescent black cloud. He saw her smile ever so slightly at him. His scan continued down her body. With her arms above her head her back was arched, her breasts were presented to him in a fine fashion. They lifted with her breaths. He could see the shading of her ribs under her breasts and the ripples on her stomach. She was toned and tight.

She looked down her body at him. He was backlit, but she could still see his violet gaze. His back silks almost made him disappear in the shadows. Blonde hair lifted by two glistening shoulders. He sat on his shins with his hands resting on his thighs. She felt his narrow hips between her thighs. His silk pants melded with the black coverlet. His creamy fingers seemed to be suspended in air. She smiled as one thought crossed her mind. He�s fucking hot.

He bent forward and lightly traced his nails over the exposed part of her arm, to the sides of her breasts , across her ribs and down over her hips. He saw her shiver under his touch.

She closed her eyes and released a soft breath.

He flattened his hands and slid them back up her body. She felt him press into her. His body leaning into hers. He turned his head and pushed his lips into her cheek. He carried his lips to the crook of her neck and placed his teeth against her skin. He gently nipped at her.

�You like the teeth, I know you do.� He growled.

�Yes� the word breathlessly escaped her lips.

He stretched a hand out and placed two fingers over her lips. �That didn�t require a response.�

�Oh sorry,� She knew what she was doing.

He pushed his curved fingers into her mouth. She ran her tongue in swirls around his fingers and gently suckled them.

He nipped at her neck with a little more force and sat up. He pulled his wet fingers from her mouth and placed a hand on each breast. He drew his hands back and lightly held a nipple between his thumbs and index fingers. �You know the rules.� He pinched her nipples.

Her eyes flew open and her mouth took in a sharp breath. The oh-so-sweet pain seemed to have a direct line to her nether region. She felt herself immediately get very wet.

He released the pinch, but didn�t move his hands. �And you break them.�

He applied pressure to her again and turned his hands pinching and twisting her nipples.

She took in another breath and pulled against the restraints as she arched her back off the bed. Her breath morphed into short pants. Her hips began to rock.

He released her nipples as he saw her wanting gaze lock in on him.

He bent over her licking and nipping her neck as he pinched, twisted and rolled her nipples. He adjust his leg so that when she rocked her hips she would rub against him. He heard her moan and pant under his touch. Yes, indeed I have you.

He slid his leg away from her and pushed his hips into hers. She felt his hard silk covered erection against her and she increased the force behind her hips.

He released her nipples and sat up on his shins. He looked at her, watching her breasts heave with her breaths. He saw the red , now very sensitive nipples, standing fully erect.

He hooked his arms under her knees and lifted her legs over his shoulders. He traced his tongue down her thigh as he zeroed in on her. He dug his fingers into her hips as the tip of his tongue sought out her clitoris.

He shifted one hand around and penetrated her with two fingers. He flicked his tongue across her nub as he pumped his hand. He snickered to himself as he gave into the urge to �write� his full name , beginning with �High Priest Master� and ending with �Thirty-First�, with his tongue. The �z� seemed to bring our a particularly alluring reaction from her; however, �master� seemed to evoke the strongest response from him. He backed his hand out and pushed three fingers into her. When he reached her depths he bent his middle finger and brushed her g-spot. He drew her nub into his mouth and sucked on it , slowly building the pressure. It wasn�t too long before he heard her breath heen aen and felt her muscles begin to tense up. He knew she was getting close. He pulled his lips from around his teeth and pressed them into her skin. He moved his hand to her abdomen in hopes of keeping her from bucking --- again.

He increased the force behind his hand and the pressure around his teeth. He read her movements and felt her bucking against him. He pushed into her stomach and her bucks began to subside.

The sensations from his talented and skilled mouth and lips were too much for her. Her head swam in a sea of inexplicable sensations. He knew just how to play her. She wanted more of him, she wanted to feel him inside her. His fingers , as talented as they were, just simply were enough to fill her desire. She felt the tension in her loins build and noticed she was bucking against him. She remember what happened last time when he pushed on her. She tried to control her body; she pulled on the restraints. Her legs slid off his shoulders and her feet pushed into the mattress.

Sanzo waited until the point of no return and pushed into her abdomen, shoved his fingers into her and bit down on her. He relaxed his neck so that when expected buck came he would ride up with her.

Her orgasm came crashing into her. Her hips bucked off the bed. Her thighs trembled, her stomach quivered, her face clenched up and her head snapped back.

Sanzo felt her muscles clamp down around his fingers. He slowly released his teeth from her and flicked his tongue across her very sensitive nub. He felt her jerk. He brushed his finger against her g-spot and he felt her jerk again. Flick, brush, jerk. Flick, brush, jerk. Flick, brush, jerk. He kept the pattern until she crashed over six waves of orgasm.

He slid his fingers from her and hooked his thumbs into his waistband. He pushed his pants down to mid thigh and laid on top of her. He pressed his erection into he folds of her skin, not yet penetrating her. He brought his very wet hand up to her mouth and watched as she licked her own juices from his fingers. He rocked his hips into her. She jerked and gasped from the contact with her now overly-sensitive swollen nub. She knew she�d be swollen for days. She wondered if he knew their �scenes� left her body so sensitive a breeze would make her want him all over again.

He bent his head down and pressed his lips into hers. Their tongues danced with his fingers. She could smell her scent on his lips and taste herself on his tongue.

He adjusted his hips and pushed himself into her. She gasped at the sudden entrance. He took his hands to her neck, and he gripped the tender muscles of her shoulders. His thumbs rested on her throat. He felt her panting and moaning through his thumbs.

He used his grip on her to push her onto him as bucked toward her. With each stroke he increased his speed, force, and depth. She looked up at him, in his semi-upright position she should see his stomach muscles tighten with each buck. He had thin thighs, but damn they had to be all muscle to support a buck like that.

He tilted his head down and pushed her into the bed. He added an up-tick to his movements when he was in her depths. His hard cock kept slamming into her g-spot. She began jerking and bucking with the sensations. Her breaths were coming erratically now and her head was spinning from sensations and erratic oxygen. She began to moan loudly. Her moans morphed into yells.

Sanzo moved a hand over her mouth. He was careful to not block her nose. With the loss of leverage he slowed his strokes and moved his hand from her mouth. He stretched down lif lifted both her legs to his chest. With her feet by his head, he leaned into her bending her in half. He put a hand over her mouth and fucked her in earnest.

His hair was bouncing as he moved. Her airway was restricted and her breaths were short and sharp though her nose. He heard her moaning loudly through his hand. He slid his free hand down between her legs and found her clitoris.

He held her nub between his index finger and thumb and pinched. She arched her back -- barely-- against him, she pulled at her restraints and yelled. Her orgasm hit suddenly and he felt her quaking under him. Her orgasm pushed him over the edge. He slammed into her one last time and cried out. His chest heaved as his loins exploded.

He felt her vaginal muscles clamp down around him. Her orgasmic movements milked his softening member. Gently coaxing him down from his �little death�.

He sat back on his shins and released her legs.

Little death�hmmm� maybe I paid more attention to those damn Buddhist teachings that I thought. Sanzo wondered how celibate monks could get it so accurate. Death was the final release; orgasm was the ultimate release -- the little death. He looked down at Jorja saw her chest heaving and her eyes fluttering. He decided that now was not the time to be thinking about monks.

He bent down and kissed her as his long fingers nimbly released the restraints. With her hands free, she wrapped her arms around Sanzo and relaxed into his kiss. He slid his hands between her shoulders and the mattress, and squeezed her into him.

He sat back and pulled up his pants. He offered her one of his semi-rare half smiles, �I�m still clothed. Still think you can take me?�

She grinned mischievously, �I think I just took you.�

He shook his head, �You�ll pay for that later, when I�m not so tired.�

He tilted off the bed and began to undress. Sleeping in a real bed was something he missed, particularly recently. He was going to enjoy tonight.
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