“Where?” He blinked a couple of times.
“If your time is coming to an end, then you should have some dignity before you go.” I started walking and while I wasn’t strong enough to budge him from his spot, he did follow when I tugged on his hand.
I took him upstairs to the room with the bath and walked behind him, peeling back the cloak of fur he had fashioned for warmth. Underneath it were old clothes stained with dirt and blood. He didn’t resist as I started to peel the shirt away. He had a powerful body that was well-defined underneath his warm clothing. His large, muscular arms were larger than my legs. I had never seen a man naked before and my hands trembled when I reached for his pants. He arched his back and drew a tense breath when my fingers slid into the waistband and pushed them to the floor. His legs were just as muscular as the rest of his body and his cock was enormous.
My eyes were drawn to it for a moment, but then I pulled them away and stood up. I motioned to the bath and he stepped into the tub, letting out a sigh of comfort when he started to descend into the water. I picked up the soap and started running it across his body, dipping it into the water each time a layer of dirt was removed.
“I used to bathe daily when I first arrived. I would spend hours melting snow until I had enough water. After a while I stopped caring.” He closed his eyes and leaned back against the edge of the wooden tub.
“Which is when you started to become a beast and lost the man you were.” I took the soap and lathered my hands. “Do you trust me?”
“I do.” He nodded. “You’ve shown nothing but kindness since you arrived.”
“Good.” I smiled and picked up the razor, twisting my hands around his beard to lather it in soap as the blade moved closer.
There was apprehension in his eyes for a moment, but he finally relaxed and closed them again. I carefully cut away the years of neglect on his face, carving until his hair was separated from the mangled mess. When the majority of the tangle was cut away, I dipped the blade into the water, lathered his skin, and pressed the blade to his flesh. He remained still as I shaved him until there was nothing on his face but smoothness. I trimmed his hair and while I wasn’t a beautician by any means of the word, I did manage to make it halfway decent with the simple tool at my disposal. I leaned back to admire my work and was surprised to see how amazingly handsome he looked.
He was definitely not a beast underneath the neglect—he was an extremely attractive man. He took the soap from my hands and continued washing. When he was done, I took some of the leftover water and rinsed him off, watching it run down his muscular body. I was a virgin who had never felt the touch of a man, but the sight of his gorgeous form made me tingle and start to get excited. He stepped out of the water and his mouth fell open when he saw his reflection in the mirror.
“I remember that man...” He took a step closer. “I’d forgotten he even existed.”
“He does.” I walked over to him. “And he is you—this is how you should leave this world, with no sign of the curse guiding your exit.”
“Thank you...” He turned to me. “You have given me an incredible gift.”
He put a hand on each of my shoulders and I smiled, looking up into his eyes. I knew I wanted to feel his lips on mine even before they started to descend towards me. There was a hunger in them I had never felt previously when they crushed mine and his hand moved behind my neck to hold me close. His tongue pushed between my lips and slid into my mouth, swirling against mine. My head started to spin with excitement as my body reacted to the fury of his desire. He wrapped his other arm around my back as our lips formed a perfect seal.
He could be my first and I could be his last. I wanted it more than I wanted to draw my next breath.
I could feel his exposed cock getting harder and the thought of it made me tingle with desires I had only felt when I was alone in my room or having a steamy bath with a good book in one hand while the other was exploring my body. There was a wetness between my legs that burned with a need for the passion I could feel unfolding from his lips. He finally pulled away from my lips and started to kiss my neck, moving his lips against the sensitive skin and leaving a trail of saliva each place they were pressed.
“I feel like a man again.” His lips moved up to my neck. “I want you so bad—but I haven’t been with a woman in over two hundred years.”
“I’ve never done this before...” I leaned against into his lips.
His hands moved along the edge of my dress and started to push it away from my shoulders. I was naked underneath it and when the dress started to slid down my arms, I felt the warmth of his skin when mine was exposed. He continued kissing my neck and teasing my ears with his tongue while his hands moved to my breasts. He squeezed and caressed them, sending tingles through my body as my nipples got hard against his fingers. He moved to the other side of my neck and started kissing it with the same intensity and his hands moved from my breasts, pushing my dress further towards the floor. It slid down my legs and his hands gripped my thighs, easily lifting me off of my feet.
I wrapped my legs around his abdomen and started to push my wetness against his body, feeling the stimulation create a roaring fire inside me. He walked to the bed and guided me on it with his hips pushing my legs apart. His lips once against began to dance on my body, moving from my neck to my chest where his tongue swirled around each nipple for a moment before kissing below them and drifting across my abdomen.
“The years I’ve spent here...” He kissed my stomach and rolled his tongue around my belly button. “They’ve been worth the torment if I get to spend my last days with you in my arms.”
“I don’t want to be anywhere else.” I let out a sigh as he started to move his tongue across my pelvis.
He pulled his tongue away when it was nearly against my clitoris and pushed my legs further apart. I moaned when I felt his lips on my inner thighs, drifting back towards my wetness. I never imagined myself feeling the raw hunger I could sense every time his lips met my flesh. I had never been the pretty girl who got singled out for attention. My sisters were gorgeous, even if they were greedy, and I felt plain standing next to them. In Alexander’s arms, in the magic of his desire, I felt like the only woman in the world. He started to trace the edge of my labia with his tongue and a new fire ignited within me. He ran his tongue around the sensitive flesh with enough speed to keep the pleasure growing as he got closer to my clitoris. He avoided it when he was nearly on top of it, letting his tongue dance around it for a moment before sliding down the center of my slit. My labia parted when he got the entrance of my pussy and he pushed his tongue into the tightness. My body surged with a feeling I didn’t know was possible w
hen his saliva mixed with my wetness he started to push into it at an accelerated rate.
“That feels really good!” I felt a loud moan rise up in my throat as my heart started to beat faster in my chest.
I could feel my pussy being stretched as his tongue went deeper until it was brushing against my hymen. He licked around it and made me squirm as I felt the pressure. He kept thrusting his tongue into me for several minutes before finally pulling back and circling my labia once again. He repeated the motion several times, each rotation getting closer to my clitoris. He flicked his tongue against it for the first time and I felt the building pleasure surge so much it nearly took my breath away. He moved his tongue in a circle around it several times and then pushed away the protective hood that hid the tight bundle of nerves. His tongue pressed against it and then started to move in a circle which sent me to a threshold of excitement I had never crossed before. His tongue carried me across it until I was writhing on the bed and moaning with my breath turning to hurried bursts of air that rushed across my lips. My hands started to move through his hair, squeezing his scalp as I pushed my hips up to beg for the continued pleasure his tongue was providing.
“Don’t stop...” My lips were trembling as the words crossed them.
Heaven was the fire at the tip of his tongue that met the electricity surging through me. It grew with each passing moment, turning my body into a quivering paradise I never knew could exist. He kept his focus on my clitoris, moving around it while his hands squeezed my thighs. I was ready for more than his tongue, but I was so close to an orgasm that I didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. My hips continued to twist against him as he brought pleasure I didn’t know to the surface of my virgin body. His pace got faster when he felt me getting close to the point of no return. His tongue kept my clitoris screaming with desire until the desire built up and created a pressure inside of me that was desperate to be released. It stayed inside me so long that time seemed to stand still, but then I felt it starting to erupt. My muscles tensed up as I got to the edge and then his tongue catapulted me over it. My body shook with bliss as my orgasm began, surging through me like a storm of pleasure. Every hair on my body stood on end for a moment, and then I could feel my body releasing every ounce of pressure he had created inside me. My lips opened wide and a moan came out of my throat that was so intense it vibrated across my tongue.
“Yes!” My head spun faster, and my next breath got trapped in my esophagus before it could be exhaled.
The tenseness in my muscles continued as my body roared with pleasure. I finally felt it start to subside and I was able to breath normally again. He lifted off the mattress, towering over me on the bed as he slid his body between my thighs. I knew he was coming for the same satisfaction he had given me. My eyes drifted down his muscled body as he positioned his cock against my pussy. I was about to lose my virginity to a man who had not felt pleasure in centuries. He started to push himself into my wetness and I felt my pussy being stretched to accommodate his enormous glans. I might have restored the man to the visage that previously held the form of a beast, but there was nothing human about the primal lust in his eyes. He wanted my innocence and he was going to claim it for his own pleasure. His cock started to push past my labia and I felt pain coursing through the area that had previously only known pleasure. I tensed up and winced when he pushed himself in far enough to touch my hymen. The shroud of my virginity would belong to him—it was his for the taking.