PART 2-39 - THE COUNCIL
VANCE’S POV-
Looking up from the laptop with concern, I found Sianna sultrily shimmying out of her dress. My lips parted to the slightest bit and my cock hardened. Our wanton eyes clashed. She raised a brow at me and sashayed her sexy body towards me.
The conference was still going on and I couldn’t let them see her in that incredibly salacious lingerie, but I couldn’t take my heated eyes off her.
“I came to join the meeting.” She teased in such a sexy way that made a growl slip from me.
The soft lines of her hips and thighs had my cock stiffening in my pants. Her hips swayed in that sheer lingerie set in black lace with a crotchless G-string. The rosy nipples of her round breasts peeked through the matching bralette and a choker adorned her neck.
The culmination of all my impulses was the need to latch onto those nipples with my lips, suck on them, and bite them down until she released that startled, demanding moan. My cock desired mainly one thing.
Her.
My addiction. I need to touch her.
Mine.
All mine.
Then she got on all fours and crawled the rest of the way to me, lodging her head between my legs. I should stop her, but I don’t want to stop her. She completely undid me. I must be the luckiest man in the world.
“……… werebears are now targeting the werelions and ………...”
The council was talking about other matters and, even with my werewolf hearing, I could barely hear the discussion. My focus was on the long wavy curvy black-haired woman who was now kneeling in front of me and unbuckling my belt. Sianna was such a sexy tease. I loved it. I loved her.
My mouth started to drool like a fucking teenager. The anticipation had me thirsty and famished for whatever she was going to do. My heart did a small roll in excitement.
She quickly tucked the belt out of my pants before undoing the button and zipper as well. As she embarked on her task, her brows furrowed in intent as her risqué eyes held mine.
“Vance, send your general to get this cat off my property by noon tomorrow. Or I’ll kill him myself if he stays here for another twenty-four hours.” My attention is momentarily diverted by Allucard verbalizing my name.
“Of course.” My voice was remarkably calm, considering the throbbing of my rock-hard dick. “Send me a meeting point and I’ll let him leave now.”
As Sianna removed my dick from my boxer underwear in her small, petite hands, I repressed a groan from the production of tingles. My body jolted from the contact.
Blood rushed to my dick, and my mind was lost in a cloud of arousal. I had to tilt the screen of my laptop all the way back so that only the ceiling could be seen in the video to hide my lasciviousness.
Her mischievous blue orbs found my inflamed emeralds with a sly grin. She knew what she was doing as she crept closer, licking her lower lip suggestively. Fuck! This was the naughty side of my Luna, and it was driving me wild.
She gave my dick a thorough lick, running her tongue from the base to the tip. The first wet lick sent galvanic vibrations straight down my spine. This time around, I mute-pressed the laptop and grunted. She repeated it sloppily, flicking her tongue to circle my mushroom tip. I grabbed her nape, wrapping her black hair around my fingers.
"Firecat, how long are you going to tease me?" I didn’t mean to rush her but dammit, I yearned for the sweet release.
"Mhm-hmm." She moaned and kept licking slowly and leisurely to torment me. “We have all day.”
“No. I'm going to speed up your mouth if you don't suck me off in the next three seconds.” I warned her inaudibly.
"Vance?" came from the laptop.
Reaching across the desk, I hit the unmute button. Sianna chuckled against my shaft, licking it up and down like it was her favorite fucking ice-cream. Fingers caressed my balls with a delicacy that matched the cadence of her lips and tongue.
“I will run over the details and get back to you on that,” I was able to say despite not knowing the current topic.
Sianna had me by the balls, both physically and figuratively. Spitefully, she sucked me in her mouth, only for a second before she slipped me out with a pop, then resumed licking and playing her unfair games with me.
“We have to contain this situation. It’s spreading through the globe that he’s the Beast King.” Roman stated, at least I thought that was his voice. “These are shifters and they fall under the Wolf King’s regime.”
“My team will be in Wisconsin by the end of today to gather Intel before I can make a final decision on that,” I replied huskily and cleared my throat after my middle finger hit mute again. With my other hand, my fingers slowly sneaked into Sianna’s hair and snatched the cascading hair from her face, loving her feverous eyes on me.
“Stop teasing baby,” I faked a yawn so that it would inspire her to be more aggressive. “Rule this cock, Firecat. Milk me, baby.”
A smirk danced across her moist lips. Her eyes flashed with that spark that often signals that she was up for a challenge and would do whatever it took to succeed.
Despite the fact that my cock was bigger than her little mouth, she valiantly worked to ingest as much as she could by sliding my shaft to the back of her throat.
I gripped the armrest tightly. “Argh!”
The council would have heard me groaning in unison with her moans if the mute option hadn't been available. The stir of their voices dimmed as my temptress’ mouth, with a combination of pressure, warmth, and wetness, was taking me to an erotic galaxy of mind-boggling pleasure.
“Fuck.” I panted. My head fell back against the headrest as she sucked me off forcefully to prove her point. My fingers raked through my hair as I tipped my head forward to observe her.
Those cherry-pump lips that wrapped around my cock belonged to me. Sianna was mine, and anyone who dared to challenge that fact would be massacred immediately. I was so happy she was mine.
With her hot little mouth sucking me up, she bobbed her head as I continued to hold her hair captive and looked down at her. Although she didn’t move as quickly as I would like, her focused look and persistent motions made up for it. The pleasure wasn’t any less. It was just that my orgasm was being prolonged and fucking my head up. She was deliberate.
“The rituals conducted regarding the junior witch selection were successful. I think it would be best to integrate them into your territory to get comfortable with your customs. Do you both still insist on accepting them during their college years?” Ophelia asked me and Roman.
Unmuting myself, I kept my finger on the button as I emitted a clipped answer, “Yes.”
“Yes,” Roman replied after.
Next, I muted myself again. Sianna released my dick with a pop, licking her bottom lip, then slid her tongue to the upper one. Yes, she was teasing me. If it wasn’t for this call, she’d be in trouble.
“Are you going to play your game all day?” I reached over and slapped her ass.
“Ah!” She mewled. “Yes.” She had the nerve to say and pumped her hands up and down my shaft. It was fucking bliss. “I want you to fuck my mouth.”
Oh fucking hell. I really wanted to but was holding back. Losing my senses to an overdrive of raw lust would have me absent for the rest of the call. The Supernatural Council was always about serious business and each of the four of us had our individual roles to play. It would be very good if they would shut the fuck up and hang up so that I could punish my Luna for being this naughty.
Oh, how I love her naughtiness.
I loved punishing her in our BDSM room in the basement too.
Damn! I was on the verge of cumming then and there, but my dick accepted the offer. Not giving her the chance to reconsider, I swiftly wrapped my hand around her hair, clasping it as I slammed my cock to the back of her throat.
Moistened blue eyes peered up at me, which meant her gag reflex had been activated, but she ambitiously chose not to suppress it, despite the fact that it would have been the most natural response.
Because her character was stronger than I gave it credit for, I confiscated her air and held it there. Loving the feel of my cock, stuck in that suction, in her mouth. Sparks. Tingles. Bliss.
She did not make an attempt to break our gaze despite her face turning hot and small tears streaming down her cheeks. More than anything, her finger latched onto my thighs for support.
She gasped as I withdrew my manhood, her lips twitching and drool running down her chin.
“Ector Whorms is yet to be located. The Lorcans are all imprisoned. Everyone should ensure the airports don’t let him leave the country. Have you detected any movements of vampires in your territory, Vance?” Allucard queried.