A Werewolf Fantasy
Chapter 41

Nikjin returned with two brass goblets in his hands and offered one of them to Erin. "Go ahead and drink this, it will put you at ease and let you release your inhibitions," he said.

"I don't want to release my inhibitions!" she fired at him. "I should be mourning my mate whom you killed right before my eyes barely a week ago. How can you expect me to share a drink with you after what you've done?" "Would you rather join your mate in the land of the dead instead?" he asked coldly. "Because I can send you there right now if that is what you want."

Erin remembered how he'd snapped Cheyenne's neck with little effort a while ago and her blood ran cold with fear. "No," she said meekly.

"Now, take this and drink it," he ordered her.

She eyed the goblet suspiciously before reaching for it.

"Have no fear, my sweet Luna. It is not poison," he said with a smug grin. "I shall not kill you yet unless you force me to."

"I can't think of anyone who has ever forced you to kill them since I came here," she replied.

Nikjin chuckled. "That sharp tongue of yours is going to be your downfall. Now drink up!"

After a little hesitation, she put the goblet to her mouth and drank its content. It tasted like sweet red wine but it had a unique tang to it and it smelled like raspberries. "What is this?" she asked, handing the goblet back to him.

"You will see in a short while," he replied mysteriously before draining his goblet too. He flung them across the room and stood over the bed where Erin lay, feeling weird.

"I feel warm..." she commented as her body began to react to the drink. She felt intoxicated but she wasn't.

For some strange reason, Nikjin began to look more and more attractive to her and as she gazed at him, his flaccid cock began to rise and grow rigid. She could feel the usual tingle of arousal becoming intense between her legs and her nipples were starting to perk up.

"It was an aphrodisiac," she gasped. "The drink was an aphrodisiac!"

He grinned triumphantly at her. "You can feel it working now, eh? I told you Zokman knows his job, did I not?"

Once again, Erin was reminded that to conquer Nikjin, she needed to get rid of that bastard, Zokman. It was going to be her next line of action as soon as she was finished with this mess with Nikjin.

He was about to make her one of his so-called mates and lump her together with the other sister-wives. It was a disgusting thought and she needed to stop this raving lunatic from branding her as his property but her limbs had turned to jelly and she could barely move.

"Is this how you like your lovers? Weak and drugged out of their minds?" she asked, taunting him.

He smiled charmingly and said, "Oh, no, my darling. You just wait and see. By the time the potion kicks in properly, you will be begging me to fuck you."

"Never!" she said, but even so, she could feel her body vibrating with an intense sexual need.

She needed something hard to enter her and free her from this strong arousal and it was definitely not something that her fingers could resolve. Her need continue to grow, frustrating her like an itch that she couldn't scratch. She was writhing on the bed, panting like a thirsty dog.

Nikjin licked his palm and then wrapped it around his cock and he began to stroke it slowly, lovingly like a treasured pet. Seeing him work himself like that made her hungry for him but she still had some restraint. She wouldn't let him win this time, not again.

"You wish this was going into you, do you not?" he teased her as he increased the speed of his stroking. "You want me, do you not?"

"No," she whispered, but even as she said it, she felt the moisture between her legs sliding down her perineum. Her nipples were taut to the point of aching and she was losing her mind with how much effort it was taking for her not to touch herself.

"I can't do this!" she panted desperately.

"Oh, yes, you can," he replied, stroking himself harder.

"Please, stop," she begged.

"Never!"

Unable to stop herself, she cupped her breasts and began to rub her nipples, as if to relieve them but they only made her hornier than before. "Shit!"

Nikjin threw back his head and laughed at her frustration. "You are only torturing yourself. Let me put you out of your misery, Luna."

"No," she squealed, but she was dying with her mounting arousal. "Yes, please!"

He laughed again. "I cannot hear you," he said. "Beg me!"

She swallowed hard. This twisted fucker was indeed going to make her beg him to fuck her when she was supposed to be resisting him instead. What a demon! "Please," she moaned.

"Louder," he demanded.

"Please!"

"I want everyone outside to hear your voice," he said gleefully. "I want them all to know that I am taking you tonight and that you are now officially mine."

What the hell? Not only was he going to make her beg, but he was also going to make her humiliate herself by announcing this disgraceful moment to the whole world. "Please, don't make me do that," she pleaded.

"Say it loud and say my name," he insisted stubbornly.

"Please, sleep with me, Lord Nikjin," she said, cringing internally.

He ignored her and continued to wank harder, panting as he neared his release. The sight of him working himself fiercely turned her on the more and she cupped a hand over her dripping vulva.

Oh, how she wanted to feel that rigid length of him buried deep inside her. She wanted him to pound into her harder than he did on Rowana. She wanted to feel him ripping into her like a savage beast, filling her up and taking her to the highest peak of sexual satisfaction.

This shouldn't mean anything, she thought to herself. This was just sex - she was simply trying to satisfy a need that he created in her. She couldn't continue to torture herself like this when the antidote to her itch was standing right there in front of her.

"You win," she said. "Now, come here and fuck me like the beast that you are."

"Only after you beg me loudly enough for everyone to hear," he said stubbornly. "I want them all to know that I have conquered and taken ownership of the feisty Luna."

"Please, fuck me!" she yelled. "Louder, and say my name!"

"Please, fuck me, Lord Nikjin!"

He came just then like a volcanic eruption, spilling his seed on the edge of the bed and the floor in front of him. His body shook feverishly as squeezed out the last drops of cum from his pulsating penis.

"Now, it is your turn," he said and joined her on the bed. "Spread your legs, let me taste you."

Erin obeyed immediately, flinging her legs wide apart to allow him to kneel between them and do whatever he wanted, as long as it ended with a series of powerful orgasms for her.

He stuck out his tongue and flicked over her erect clit, making her suck in a breath sharply. The licking intensified until he was practically lapping up all of her cum while she wiggled under him. When he put his mouth on her vagina and began to suck her, she thought she would die from pleasure. She grabbed onto her boobs and squeezed them so hard that it was almost painful.

"More," she moaned. "I want more."

He replaced his mouth with his fingers, playing with her and making her legs shiver in the air. She had to let go of her boobs so that she could hold her legs in place because she didn't want to interrupt what Nikjin was doing to her. While he stroked her clit with his thumb, he wet his forefinger with her cum before sliding it into her ass.

Erin was blown away by this new sensation; it was unexpected and it was insanely erotic and unbelievably sweet.

"You love that, do you not?" he asked when she sighed with joy.

"Yes," she breathed. "Yes, I love it!"

He doubled the penetration, adding another finger, and this time, he began to thrust in and out of her butt hole. Her moans were loud and guttural, but she didn't care if anyone could hear them outside the room. There was no way she was going to experience this level of gratification and not scream the roof off. This was unlike anything she'd ever felt.

"Yes, Luna. Yes, scream and let everyone know that you now belong to me," he said, encouraging her loud cries of ecstasy.

"Yes, I belong to you!" she screamed. She was ready to sell her soul to him right now if it would guarantee her a continuous supply of orgasms like these.

He crawled up her body and latched onto one of her nipples, sucking it hungrily. Erin dropped her legs on either side of him and cupped his face as he continued to suckle.

He moved from one breast to the other and back again, sucking her until she experienced another round of orgasms. It kept coming and coming on a loop and she felt as if jolts of electricity were zapping through her body. When his hardened cock finally thrust into her, she relaxed and savored the sweetness of that first entry. He moaned for the first time, resting his head between her breasts. “That feels incredible,” he sighed, holding his position to enjoy the warmth inside her.

"Yes, it does," she agreed and then began to move her hips slowly.

Her movement excited him and he started to move too. They picked up speed at the same time, pounding against each other like two wild beasts racing towards the same prey.

He flipped her to the side and anchored her leg on his shoulder, creating a scissors position. His fingers stroked her clit, matching the rhythm of his strokes.

Their hips gyrated in opposite motions, yet synching perfectly. He drew her closer, jamming the entire length of his large shaft into her, and continued to ride her like a mad stallion. She matched his speed once again, grinding against him; pussy to cock, balls to butt, hot flesh on hot flesh, in and out. They were joined tightly to each other as if bonded with glue.

When their orgasms came very hard, their hips continued to rotate of their own volition because both of them had lost control at this point.

They screamed out in unison, holding unto each other and trying their best to extend the peak moment for as long as possible. As the fire of their intense sexual encounter faded, so did their consciousness.