Slave to His Whim

XI.

Erik returned home in an absolute rage. Today he had seen that snivelling little brat that he thought he had got rid of years ago. Why did she have to show up in his life again? He was going to kill his contractor when he saw the young man again. He was not going to build a house for the Vicomte. He didn't give a damn.

He stormed through the foyer. He needed to find Malika. Damn. Where was that girl when he needed her? "Malika!" He hollered as he stomped throughout the downstairs. He heard a crash in the dining room and entered quickly to see what had happened. He found her bent over picking up pieces of a plate.

"I'm so stupid." She muttered to herself, not knowing Erik was advancing on her.

"Actually," he interrupted, "you look delicious from my viewpoint."

She gasped then rose up and replied, "Damn it Erik! Don't do that! You frightened me."

He grinned at her then pulled her into his embrace after she put the broken pieces on the table. "You are so beautiful when you are angry."

She blushed as he nuzzled her neck with his lips. "You have told me this before."

"I need you." He told her, his breathing heavy in her ear.

Malika smiled now, "When do you not need me?"

Erik burst out in laughter. "Arrogant today?"

"It's not arrogance, I am stating the truth." She replied as her smile widened.

"Come here." He growled as he led her into the parlor and locked the door behind him. He made sure they would not be disturbed. He led her to a chaise and sat down then pulled her on his lap. His lips grazed her neck as his right hand ventured beneath her dress and pulled the fabric up to reveal her carmel thighs.

"Impatient aren't we?" Malika asked as she raised an eyebrow. "What is the matter?"

He sighed loudly against her neck. "It's nothing." He looked up to see her staring down angrily at him. "Alright, I am angry because I saw someone I do not like today."

She brushed his lips with her own. "Don't worry. I'm sure you won't have to see that person again."

"I'm building a house for this person."

"You can always refuse." Malika suggested.

"I know..." He trailed off.

"What is stopping you?"

"Difficult situation Malika. Very difficult. Please don't talk anymore. I just need to feel you. Please."

"I am yours Erik." Malika responded as he kissed her lips passionately.

xxxx

Erik groaned softly as Malika's hands rubbed over his tense muscles. "Oh cherie...where did you learn to massage?"

"It comes naturally." She replied as she rubbed more oil into his back. "You are so tense. Let it go Erik."

He smiled as his muscles relaxed under her hands, she worked magic on his body. Grasping the sheets, he felt her rub his lower back and heard soft pops. "I didn't think I was that tense."

"I'm not through with you yet." Malika replied with a slight grin.

Erik grinned in the pillow. "Oh? What do you have in mind for me?"

"You will see."

"Don't make me wait cherie. Tell me now." He persisted.

Malika shook her head, Erik never gave up. "Alright then. I am going to finish massaging you then pleasure you."

Erik laughed softly, "You already give me pleasure cherie." He paused as she rubbed her hands over his shoulders. "What did your siblings tell you last night?"

Malika sighed. "You don't want to know."

"Tell me." He persisted.

"Lukcas does not like you. I hate to tell you that Erik, but he will never trust you. I think there was too much trauma when they were separated from me. He will not trust men with his sisters."

"What about Linka?"

"It is hard to tell. I don't think she trusts you either. She might warm up to you, but I am unsure." Malika responded as her fingers dug into the skin of his shoulders. She heard a deep intake of air. "Did I hurt you?"

"No cherie. It is very tense there, that is all."

"Roll over." She told him as she stood up and watched him roll on his back. She straddled his hips and began to rub his shoulders from the front.

"Mmm...you are so good to me." Erik responded as he groaned from her ministrations.

"You don't know the half of it." Malika teased him.

Erik smirked. "Awfully arrogant today aren't we?"

"I'm not being arrogant. It's the truth." She responded. Erik smiled then groaned as she rubbed her hands over his shoulders and chest. "You are really handsome. Do you know that?"

"I am?" He questioned softly.

For the first time she saw the doubt in his face. She tilted his chin so he could look straight in her eyes. "You are so handsome Erik. Everything about you is beautiful. Both inside and out."

"You are not interested in other men?"

"Oh Erik. Why do you think I would be interested in any other man than you?" She caressed his face gently then flashed him a wicked smile.

"What do you have in mind?" Erik asked as he noticed her look. She spread his legs slightly so she could sit between them. Erik shot up but was pushed back down.

"Let me show you love Erik. You need to know what it is like to be loved." Malika told him as her hands fell over his crotch.

"You show me enough love." He responded as she squeezed him through his pants. Erik groaned loudly as she lightly rubbed his thigh with her other hand.

"Lay back and let me do the work." She persuaded him.

He smiled up at her, "Alright."

She beamed then kissed his lips heatedly. Her hands moved to his chest as her lips pressed more kisses against his lips then down to his chin and along his jawline. Her mouth then found his neck and sucked softly at the junction of his neck and shoulder. Erik groaned as she moved down his body. Her lips found his nipple and she heard a deep intake of air. Her tongue laved over the nub causing him to grown loudly.

Erik felt her lips move over his chest, down his abs, and stomach. "Cherie." He groaned softly.

Malika stopped momentarily and looked up at him. "You see Erik. Why would I want a run-of-the-mill pretty boy when I can have you? You are so handsome. I can barely contain myself when I am around you." She demonstrated her point by squeezing him through his pants.

"Damn! Are you going to talk or continue cherie?!"

"I can do both." Malika responded as she slowly unbuckled his belt and began pulling it from his pants. After pulling it free she let it fall in the floor. She heard him growl with frustration as she started to unbutton his pants. She was very slow and deliberate in doing so.

"Stop it Malika. Don't tease me!"

Malika raised an eyebrow at him. "Why can't I tease? You do it all the time." He growled loudly in response. "Oh alright. Men and their whininess." She muttered. Her hands quickened their pace as Erik felt cool air hit his erection. He sucked air into his mouth as her hands tugged him out fully. He was surprised she wasn't being more reluctant.

"Cherie. What are you going to do?" Erik asked while leaning up to see her staring back at him and squeezing him. He squeezed his eyes shut as fire spread through his veins. "Vixen."

"You are too easy Erik." She snickered loudly.

He moaned loudly as she played with him. Her hands aqueezed one minute then the next she would be pumping his cock. It was too much to bear! "Stop toying with me Malika! You know what your master wants!"

She maneuvered her body over his hips and gently cupped his chin in one of her hands. She looked into his passion-filled eyes. "Oh? And who said you were my master?"

"Since when did you become so possessive?" He asked between breaths.

"Since i've been with you. Now if you will be a good boy i'll finish what I started."

Erik laughed loudly. "Am I to be spanked if I don't?"

Malika cocked her head to the side. "Nope, i'll just leave you and go off elsewhere."

He shot up and shouted, "You would leave me in this state!"

She looked as if she was thinking to herself for a moment then said in a playful tone, "Yes I would."

He growled loudly at her mischeivousness. "Malika. I am not going to beg."

She grinned again then decided to be merciful and maneuvered between his legs. She took his hardened cock in her hands and lowered her mouth over him. Erik shouted loudly as he felt her tongue swirl around the head of his cock. "Sweet Jesus!" He cried out in pleasure. Malika smiled inwardly. Was this what Erik felt when he brought her pleasure? There was such an overriding sense of power. She enjoyed it immensely.

"Cherie..." He moaned loudly as she alternated between sucking and licking his cock. She was very slow now to give him pleasure. Erik gripped her hair tightly as she continued her slow torture. "Please...Malika, faster!"

She lifted her head and told him, "I thought you weren't going to beg."

"Minx!" He shouted hoarsely as she lowered her head once more. "Vixen!" He heard her chuckle then begin to suck harshly on his member causing him to moan loudly. Erik grasped sheets in his free hand as he felt his cock harden even more due to her ministrations. He felt fire travel in his veins to settle in his loins. He was hoarse now from moaning so loudly. Malika smiled inwardly then decided to finish pleasuring Erik. Erik felt her suck harder now, he felt himself on the edge of his orgasm. Malika sucked hard on the tip then felt him go rigid as a rush of heat flooded her mouth.

Erik felt her lips on his neck as his breathing became normal again. "I love you." She whispered against his neck.

He smiled, "I think I liked that dear. May I ask when you plan to push me on the bed, unfasten my pants, and ride me till you are exhausted?"

Malika laughed then gently moved some of the sweaty strands of hair that clung to his face out of his eyes. "When you least expect it."

"That will only make me expect it every time I am with you."

"One request cherie."

"Yes Erik."

"Don't torture me again."

"Oh and why not? You do it all the time." She responded as he wrapped a strong arm around her waist.

"Because, men were not built to last long." Erik responded as he nipped at her neck.

"Then I will try to remember it. Now stop that before I start biting you back."

He raised an eyebrow at her. "Yes cherie." He rolled over her and said, "But you remember who your master is."

Malika leaned up and kissed his lips softly. "I will oh master of mine." Erik laughed softly as he settled between her legs and kissed her neck.

xxxx

A few days later Erik came home angry to have to deal with the Vicomte once more. Damn his contractor. He would have to fire him. "Malika!" He shouted.

Erik watched as she came from the parlor to the foyer. "What is it?"

He growled loudly as he moved toward her. Pulling her into his arms he said, "I need a little pleasure right now." Pushing her up against the nearest wall, he kneaded her breasts through her azure dress and nipped at her neck.

"Erik stop. Someone could see us. Let's talk." She said as he squeezed her breasts harshly. She yelped loudly.

"Don't want to talk. I want you." He responded, his hands began to unbutton the front of her dress.

Malika gasped loudly. "Are you insane?! At least lets go to the parlor." She suggested, trying to make him see common sense. Erik growled once more, but listened to her and pulled her into the parlor and slammed the doors shut then locked them. Malika had no time to think for he pressed her against the wall beside the doors. Erik pressed a knee between her legs as one hand grasped her wrists and pinned them to the wall. "May I ask why you are so..."

"Why I am in the mood to fuck?" Erik replied while he pushed apart the fabric that had been unbuttoned and used his free hand to pull her camisole over her breasts. He bound her hands with it then lifted her up, propped his knee against the wall, and sat her on his propped knee.

"Erik!" She shrieked loudly as he smiled mischievously at her.

"I can get used to this. What a compromising position for you Malika. I like it. You are so open to me."

"Erik. Tell me. Why are you angry?" She persisted.

He growled once more as he said, "I can't get out of my contract to build the house. I have to do it."

"Why not invite them over and explain why you do not want to build? You could suggest another architect. I am sure they are not that bad." Malika suggested.

Erik snarled loudly. "Not bad! You don't know my past with them so you wouldn't know Malika! They are bad people and if you ever suggest that they aren't again I will leave you here begging for more."

He bit his tongue for a minute when he looked up to see tears falling down her cheeks. She looked away from him as she said, "I am sorry. I was trying to be helpful."

Erik reached inside his coat and pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed her eyes with it. "Look at me. You are being helpful Malika." Malika deliberately averted her eyes from his causing him to grow even more angrier. "Damn it, look at me Malika! I will punish you if you do not look at me!"

Malika finally glared in his eyes. Erik glared back, his own anger getting the better of him. "You are such a bastard! I was trying to help and you yell at me for doing so!"

"It was a stupid suggestion you halfwit!" Erik snapped back angrily.

"Don't call me a halfwit! You son of a..."

Erik pressed a bruising kiss against her lips, interrupting her statement. His hands grasped fabric and ripped through it until he found flesh. He would make her beg for more. She tried to speak against his lips but he would have none of it. He thrust his tongue in her mouth as his hands continued to rip the dress apart.

Finally, he pulled his mouth away from hers. Her lips were red from the force of his kiss and her chest heaved from the sudden intake of air into her lungs. "You like it and you know it. Don't deny it." He said as he panted from the sudden exposure of air. "You are mine. You belong to me and nothing is going to change it. Not your little temper tantrums nor anything else. You told me yourself that I am the only one that makes you burn with desire. I'm going to make you beg Malika. I am going to make you beg for my hands and my mouth. Because I know you want them on your body."

She glared at him in response. Erik laughed loudly. "You'll never change." She responded.

"No. Because I love you and your body." He groaned. He grasped her waist and carried her to a chaise then laid her down on it. He straddled her hips as she looked at him angrily. "That only makes you more desirable Malika." He reached down and quickly unfastened his pants, releasing his member and gasping as he did so.

"God, I hate you sometimes!"

He nipped at her bottom lip as she groaned from the warmth of his hands covering her breasts. "No you don't. You only hate what comes out of my mouth Malika." He pressed another bruising kiss to her lips as his hands explored her inner thighs. They both groaned against the other's mouth. "Mine." He whispered possessively in her ear.

She groaned softly as he nipped at her neck and began to make his way down her body. "Damn you Erik. You're not fair!" She told him as he licked a tantilizing tongue around her nipple then finally capturing the flesh in his mouth and sucking for a moment on it. She shouted at him, cursing and telling him that she planned to punish him for his behavior. Damn it though, she didn't want him to stop. He didn't take any time in capturing her other nipple between his teeth and teasing her relentlessly with his tongue every once in a while.

He settled himself between her thighs and lifted his head from her skin. "Yes cherie. I am unfair. I plan to finish this but on my own terms." He heard a soft growl from her which took him by surprise. "Now, now," he responded as he pushed her thighs further apart, positioned himself before her then finally sheathed himself in her body. Wrapping his arms around her lower back, he buried his head against her neck and begand to nip at her skin as his body drove into her own.

Gods, her body was so welcoming to him. He could lay in bed with her all day and never find anything boring about being with her. "Kiss me." She whispered, her voice husky and hoarse at the same time. He grinned then pressed his lips against her own, his tongue plunging into her open mouth as his member repeated the action on a deeper level. He felt the familiar clench of her muscles as she closed her eyes in pleasure, went rigid and screamed in his mouth. Erik swallowed her scream as if he had been swallowing her juices. Their mouths parted, allowing oxygen to flood in their lungs. He grasped her hair with one hand and steadied himself with the other as the last of her orgasm was finishing and his own began. He groaned loudly as she deliberately squeezed him with her inner muscles knowing that he needed his release. He would have to thank her later. He rocked his hips against hers until he suddenly felt himself go rigid and then spill into her.

Erik collapsed over her. His body spent from their lovemaking. "Alright." He finally panted. "I'll invite them over. However, I guarantee it will not go well."

Malika smiled softly. Somehow she knew all that he needed was some persuasion to do the job. "Erik, you won't regret it. Everything will be fine."

He kissed her lips. "It better or I will be most displeased and I don't like being unhappy."

"Oh such a beast. I shall remember that when I am on top of you making you squirm in pleasure."

Erik raised an eyebrow at her statement. "A bet is it now? Do tell me what it is you are wagering my dear."

"Who said we were having a bet, but since you mentioned it, I think you know what I wager."

Erik reached up to untie her hands then flung the chemise in the floor. "And I the same. However, there are specific things I wish to do if I win this bet."

"Oh? What are these things?" She questioned him playfully. Yes their relationship was rocky but they had fun when they got along with each other.

"Now, now," he wagged a finger at her, "we have to wait to see who wins first then I will tell you."

She sighed. "Alright then. Let me get some new clothes before I am found like this."

"Who said I was finished with you? I am far from such my dear. In fact I want to make another bet now." He bent over and whispered his bet in her ear.

"You cannot." She whispered, half-fascinated and half-dreading it.

"We shall see." Erik replied then kissed her once more.