"I'm so glad that you got your precision back so quickly, or that could have ended badly," he said with a soft laugh.
Yelena stroked her fingers up his legs, noticing the tattoos on his thighs but not letting them distract her from exploring. She grabbed the first tie of his shirt and pulled it loose.
"This might just be the best present I have ever unwrapped," she said, pulling one side open and then the other. She took a moment to slide her fingers over the ink and muscles, delighted by every dip and the soft heat of his skin. She was already wet just being so close and touching him finally. She wanted to kiss and bite him all over.
"So fucking beautiful," she growled, her nails digging into him, making him hiss. She bent her head and licked over his nipple and then the other. There was a tug of his magic at the chains.
"No, no, none of that, my sorcerer," she said, and her hand dropped to wrap around his dick. His skin was soft and so hot there that she squeezed just to feel the weight of him in her hand.
"Fuck," Valentine groaned, the attack on the chains disappearing.
Yelena licked up his neck, her hand stroking him. "You can always tell me to stop."
"Not a chance in hell." Valentine looked furious and aroused all at once. Yelena kissed him, her soft breasts rubbing against his hard chest. Valentine's teeth dug into her bottom lip, making her growl and then kiss him harder. "Fuck me, baby girl. Stop playing."
Yelena smiled. "Thank you for the suggestion, but I have other ideas."
"Don't make me bust out of these chains," he warned.
"You are welcome to try." Yelena moved back on the bed and licked the end of his perfect dick.
Valentine swore in a language she didn't know. She took it as a good sign and slid her tongue down one side. The scent of him was strongest there, making her dragon growl with happiness.
Yelena licked up the other side of him before taking him in her mouth. He was too big to suck all the way, but it didn't stop her from trying. He tasted so good, like magic and darkness and sex.
"Dark gods, your mouth looks way too sweet to feel like that," Valentine gasped, his hips lifting to chase her. "You going to touch that pretty cunt for me?"
Yelena wanted to be in charge, but she was aching and wet. His eyes were burning as they watched her slide her new silver hand over her breast, teasing her nipple, before drifting down her thigh. The metal felt cool and decadent on her overheated skin. It slipped through her wetness, making her moan around his cock.
"That's it, baby girl. Does my gift to you feel good?" Valentine asked breathlessly.
Yelena lifted her mouth from him and admitted, "Feels so good."
"Let me see," he begged.
Yelena was tempted to deny him, but decided it would be more fun to tease him. She lay back and pressed one foot to his shoulder, pushing back against the headboard.
He snarled wordlessly, his eyes staring at her pussy as she stroked herself for him. She had never been so bold with any other lover. Nothing would ever be like a normal experience with him, and it thrilled her.
"Fuck, Yelena. You are so fucking gorgeous. I'm going to make such a mess of all that perfection," Valentine growled, straining against the chains.
Yelena cupped and teased her breasts with her other hand. "I'm going to make a mess of you first," she vowed and slid two silver fingers inside of her. She moaned, the slick stretch feeling so fucking good. "Do you like watching me fuck myself with these fingers you crafted so carefully?"
"Yes." Valentine groaned, sounding pained. "Get that cunt wet and ready for me. Make yourself come so I can see."
Heat was streaking through Yelena's veins, his words wrecking all her teasing intentions. She was so close. The firm slide of the silver inside her felt so good. She licked the fingers of her other hand and dropped them to tease her clit.
"Valentine…" she whispered, looking up into his eyes.
He looked at her so possessively that tiny shocks sparked under her skin. "Don't stop. You're so close, I can smell it. Loosen these chains, and I'll lick your pretty cunt until you come on my tongue."
"No…" Yelena moaned.
His answering snarl of outrage had lights bursting behind her eyes, and she came with a strangled cry.
Valentine's magic started attacking the chains, thinking she was distracted. She laughed, and her magic knocked his away.
"You are going to pay for that," he hissed.
