Jan 18, 2017
She knew what she wanted, but couldn't see what she needed.
His Little Bird by A.M. King
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She knew what she wanted, but couldn't see what she needed.
His Little Bird by A.M. King
Excitement!
I’ve created a new character - Sefa!
He’s brilliant! His backstory is brilliant and I can’t wait to reveal him!
I’ve been writing a lot more...
...lately.
Nothing like wanting to escape reality and go live in the world you’ve created.
The Beginning...
“Coral.” She heard Roman’s deep voice call. He was standing behind her, offering a glass of wine.
She smiled and took the glass from him.
“Where were you?” He asked.
“The land of overthinking.” She admitted. “Although, I should warn you. I am a loose drunk. Cheers.”
Roman smiled widely. “I don’t need you drunk, Coral. Just relaxed.”
She nodded and downed the contents of the glass in one gulp.
He frowned. “Have you eaten? I was serious about what I said. I don’t do inebriated.”
“I assure you. One glass of wine will not induce any sort of drunken lasciviousness.”
Roman watched her for a moment before setting his glass down on the table near the empty fire place.
“You’re nervous.”
She half chuckled, half scoffed. “Of course, I am. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
His eyes roamed up and down her and but for her rigorous royal training, she would have squirmed under the intensity of his stare. Instead, she pushed her shoulders back and held her head up.
“Like what? Elaborate.” His deep voice commanded, his eyes watching her intently. The aqua-blue pools engulfing her as he towered over everything in the room.
She paused.
“Well, to be honest, I’ve never known anyone like you. And I have never, ever gone back to a stranger’s hotel, home or room of sorts to have sex… with a total stranger.” She repeated.
“I will take that as a compliment.” Roman said, smiling. “Thank you for explaining. But, you do not have to do anything that you do not want to do.”
“I know that.” She said, matter-of-factly. Unsure why she’d taken offense to his statement.
He chuckled. “And if we are being honest, I’ve never known anyone like you, either.”
“Ha.” She scoffed. Maybe she shouldn’t have downed that glass of wine.
“What do mean by that?” He asked, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall by the window.
“I mean, look at you. There is no way you haven’t shagged your way through high school, college, your city, your state, your region. You name it.”
He narrowed his eyes at her, “Are you calling me a whore, Coral?”
Coral looked into his eyes, “Yes.”
Roman’s booming laughed filled the hotel room.
“I have not shagged my way through, I’m going to say, life.And I can assure, I have never done anything like… this.”
This time Coral laughed, “I assure you, I don’t believe you.”
“I would not lie to you.”
The tone of his voice sounded as though he meant every word. But who was she to him?
“Why not?” She stepped out of her heels, wanting to see just how gigantic he would be if she were bare feet.
“Because…” Roman’s brow twitched slightly. “I have no need to lie. You are already here in my hotel room. Willing, and from what I can deduce, able, and possibly longing, to let me do every depraved thing my brain is deceitfully concocting to do to you.”
Coral inhaled. His candidness caught her off guard.
“The thing is… I do… want to.” Her eyes met his and she could see the flames rise in them. “You know, if you’re still offering.”
Roman closed the distance between them and pulled her tight against him.
“The offer is always open. Are you sure you want to do this?” His eyes were burning into hers.
She nodded her head.
He narrowed his eyes at her, as he clenched his jaw.
“Yes, sir.” She answered.
He slowly brought his hand to her face and kissed her, gently at first. But she could feel the passion building in him as his kiss became rougher and harder. Coral had never been kissed so roughly before and moaned, melting against him, as his power continued to overtake her.
Finally, Roman pulled away, taking a step back.
“What do you want to happen, Coral?” He asked her in Italian, as he rolled up his sleeves and untucked his shirt.
She was breathless and caught off guard by the question.
“I don’t know what you mean.” She responded, in Italian, as well.
“I mean…” He said, stepping closer to her. His eyes pulling her back in, her heart racing, blood pounding loudly. “What would you like to happen between you and I, right now?”
Coral stared at him, as if he were speaking a language she didn’t understand. In many ways, she didn’t. Her past sexual encounters had been her, lying there as they gyrated on top of her before collapsing shortly thereafter.
“Do I have choices?” She asked.
He raised an eyebrow. “Of course. Always”
“Like, multiple choice or…?”
Roman laughed.
“We’ve discussed my proclivities. With that in mind…” He said, as he pulled his loose, wavy hair into a bun.
“Oh.” She said, finally understanding what he was asking. “You are the one who is versed in this. Not me. Show me what you’d like to do to me.”
Coral watched as a slow, dark smile crossed Roman’s face. Her insides clenched as tingles ran up her spine, she knew she was dancing on thin ice.
“Careful, girl.” He warned, his eyes filled with desire. “You might bite off more than you can chew.”
“That’s never been a problem before.”
“Admittedly, you’ve never experienced anyone like me.”
Coral blushed. “Well then, you tell me. What do I want, sir?”
Roman’s face became serious as he stepped back and watched her, once more. Even fully dressed, she felt nude under his stare.
“Do you trust me?” He asked.
She paused, before realizing that she did trust him. “Yes, sir.”
He inhaled deeply. “You want to be tied up, spanked, then fucked… roughly. You need to your body to be controlled and your mind to be shut off.”
Coral watched him wide-eyed as her panties became increasingly damp. She was more surprised by how much she wanted him to do those things to her, than she was by what he’d said.
“I believe you just whimpered.” Roman said with a large, smug smile on his face.
“I-“ She stopped. Had she just whimpered? She felt herself begin to blush and lowered her head.
Coral heard Roman’s deep chuckle.
“You don’t have to feel shy or insecure.” He lifted her chin and her eyes met his. “It’s my job to take you to heights of pleasure you’ve never known. It always good to know that I am on the right track.”
“How do you know?” She asked, not blinking. His eyes sparkled as he looked at her.
“What?”
“What I want? What she wants, what they want? What anyone wants?”
“In most cases, there’s a discussion.” His eyes darkened briefly. “But I have a knack for reading people.”
“You read that… on me?” She asked.
He nodded and swallowed. “All over you.” He said, releasing her face and backing away.
“How?” She asked, instantly missing his touch.
“Well, if I told you...”
“What, if you told me, what?” She asked, wondering was she supposed to know what the end of the sentence was.
He chuckled again. “Never mind. Maybe, I’ll show you how to. One day.”
She smiled. “One day? Do we have a rendezvous scheduled in the future that I don’t know about?”
“I know me, Coral. And I know that once will be enough. What do you think?”
Coral blushed openly.
“I have an inkling that once will not be enough, but unless you plan on traveling to New York to see me. I don’t see how we could have… one day.”
“You let me worry about that.” Roman said, his eyes darkening.
“So.” This time she stepped closer to him, pulling the Chinese pin clip from her hair, releasing her long flowing locks. “When do we begin?”
Roman stood to his full height, “Right now, if you’re ready.”
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When Tatia noticed the color in his cheeks and the way he was looking at her, she sent him a glare, silently telling him that he was only making it worse. She knew as soon as Emma was down for a nap, they would be taking a shower together. "Can I watch toons now?" She asked after finishing most of her breakfast. Tatia agreed & helped her down, watching her run to the other room. Tatia quickly crossed the room and launched herself at Nik, arms around his neck, and lips on his. "Morning, darling."
His cheeks managed to darken as Tatia shot him a warning glare, and in moments, Emma had sprinted toward the television. He turned to Tatia as she curled her arms around his neck and eagerly met his lips. "Did you sleep well, love?" He asked politely, though it was the furthest thing from his mind. The hybrid was desperately longing for 'naptime' to come.
"Well that was nice of him," Tatia smiled, pushing off the wall. She walked up to Nik and pressed a quick kiss to his lips, desperately wanting more, but knowing not to with Emma there. She couldn't deny she would miss their morning sex while Emma stayed in their room. She moved toward Emma, picking her up to sit in her seat, Emma sitting in her lap while she ate. "How are you feeling? Did Daddy give you your medicine?" She asked, looking up at him expectantly.
The hybrid beamed as Tatia sauntered over and planted a kiss against his lips. He returned the gesture eagerly, unable to remove his eyes from her hips before she sat down and positioned Emma carefully in her lap. Nik had nearly missed her words, too caught up in longing for their usual morning ritual. "Of course I did." He murmured after clearing his throat, his cheeks shading a light color of red.
When Tatia woke up the next morning, she realized she was in bed alone and she quickly sat up, wondering where her husband and daughter had gone to. Putting on a pair of shorts with his shirt, she headed downstairs and found them both in the kitchen, all smiles. Emma was eating a big bowl of ice cream, complete with chocolate syrup and sprinkles. "Look Mommy, I got ice cream!" She showed her the contents with a bright grin on her face. "Daddy made it for me."
It was early in the morning when Emma stirred in her sleep and Nik woke to her tiny body still curled up next to him. In moments, large doe eyes were peering up at him and he gave her a gentle smile before making good on his promise and leading her toward the kitchen. Emma dug into her large bowl of ice cream happily, cheeks bobbing up and down while she shoved a spoonful in his direction. He smiled at the little girl as Tatia padded into the kitchen.