The words that had left her lips broke the very last string of his will. There was no way he could resist now. At this moment, he knew he would even go as far as begging her to just do anything to him now. He was literally at her mercy.

He could see the look in her eyes as she told him those words. She looked like she was actually afraid that he would break if she forced herself on him. Holy f*cking hell! This woman… he could not even find the words to describe her anymore. Why was she so hellbent in going through all these for him, even worrying about him to this extent?

"Gods, Zanya…" he groaned, trying to free his hands from her magical bind so he could grab her, and kiss her. His desire and lust for her was already spilling over, spreading everywhere like an uncontrollable wildfire that could only be quenched by her and her alone. 

She had beaten him, really bad. The iron will of not touching a woman when he's under influence of anything had crumbled down like a house made of a deck of cards. She shattered it not with a wrecking ball but with something else, something irresistible, something so warm, as warm as her beautiful smile. 

"Answer me… I need your permission…" she whispered again, and her warm breath brushed fragrantly across his face, and he shivered violently. "Say yes, Leon –"

"Yes! F*cking yes! Kiss me, Zanya…" he begged, his demon-bright eyes blazing with uncontainable need and desire, "take me… do whatever you want to me, damn everything else –" he was way past caring about those worries that had plagued him for so long.

Her mouth sealed his and he felt like he was about to convulse just from the taste of her mouth, and her slick tongue. And he kissed her, sucked her tongue with an intensity the way a man dying from thirst did the first time he tasted water. 

He felt as though he were drowning now. The undiluted pleasure washed every fear away and there was just her and him and the insane, unquenchable heat that existed between them. 

Leon was gasping like an untried boy when Zanya pulled away and he groaned out long and hard. "Don't…! Don't stop… Zanya…" his voice came out begging as he tried to move. But the magical binds on his arms and legs were so strong and all he could do was beg for her. "Take the binds off me… no… don't… yes, no… don't release me… just… kiss me again…" he could not even understand what he was saying anymore. His mind was in a state of confusion and a mix of opposing wants. He felt so drunk now. Even more drunk than when he had downed the strongest spirits that vampires had brewed. "Damn, I'm going crazy…"

"It's fine…" she whispered reassuringly, and he could hear the smile in her voice. "I'm allowing you to be crazy tonight. Cause I think I've gone crazy right along with you as well now. So… don't think about anything else and let's just go crazy."

Then her mouth came down on his again and he felt like her kiss had calmed him down a little this time around. But he felt the taut tips of her breasts rubbing and dragging across his chest as she rubbed herself against him and the little calm that he had just evaporated into nothingness in an instant. 

Leon could only hiss between his clenched teeth as she started to string kisses from his neck down to the line of his chest. 

Oh, the pleasure and agony… 

He wanted to beg her to let him go again. He could not take this torture anymore. But the plea did not come from his mouth as if his subconscious still could not bear to ask her to do that one thing out of fear. Instead, he called out her name over and over. As if uttering her name was some kind of spell that could make him ease the torture that he was experiencing right now. 

But then, he felt her finally reaching that place. To his aching member that had been suffering such agony for a long time. 

He lifted his head and looked down, panting as he watched her pull his trousers down. When his stiff and raging length sprung out and bounced free from its confinement and immediately touched his stomach, he saw her eyes widened and then swallowed. Hard. 

She kept her eyes on it, looking at the bead of moisture that had collected on its tip and at the strong veins around it. He could tell exactly what she was thinking as she stared so seriously at his manhood, and he suddenly felt a little scared that she might decide to change her mind now. 

"Zanya…" he called out again, this time a little hesitantly and panting and with so much struggle, she looked at him. Their eyes met and she forced a smile, a nervous but still wilful smile. "Don't be scared –"

"Who said I'm scared?" she quickly retorted, looking like a brave white lioness again. "How old do you think I am? Of course I am aware that vampires have… uhm… the biggest… err… in the land of Lirea." 

Leon could not believe what he was hearing coming from her mouth and he actually chuckled. In this situation. In this state of his. My god! He must really be crazy now. And it was this woman that had made him this way!

He saw her bit off her smile and he had wanted to ask where did she even heard that ridiculous story. Or could it be that she had just made it up right there and then? But everything faded into oblivion, and he grunted hard in the next instant her hands touched him. 

He could not watch her expression as he had to lean his head back on the ground, groaning with so much pleasure as he felt her gently pull his hardness up from his stomach. 

And when he lifted his head again, his breath snagged as he watched her guiding his rock hard member into her sex. 

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