Crazy Seduction(erotica)

“Sigrid! I’m going to cum! We should st-”

“DO IT! I’M CUMMING! STANLEY! CUM! FUCK!” she wailed as she leaned forward over his chest, her hair flowing over him, covering his face, filling his senses with its sweet scent.

His hips sped up on their own until the sound of their bodies brutally slapping together filled the room.

“FUCK! YES! OH FUCK YES! AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Sigrid screamed as her orgasm took her just as Stanley’s roared through him.

He felt his cum firing up into Sigrid, stream after stream. Suddenly, her enormous white wings unfolded from her back, splashing their shining brilliance across the room. Each and every feather shone with crystal sharpness as he watched wide eyed, his body continuing to surge and pulse with his own release. Sigrid’s body began to glow with the pure white light and her long blond strands began to slowly rise. The look on her face was transcendent.

Stanley’s orgasm finally ebbed and he rested back on the sofa looking up in awe at the beautiful Valkyrie. She seemed to be coming back to herself slowly, languidly, reveling in the pure pleasure of their joining. She shook her head from side to side slowly and her hair settled down on her shoulders and back. Only then did she look down at him and blush when she saw his worshipful expression.

“Oh my god Stanley! I haven’t felt this good…” she blinked as she tried to recall a time when she’d felt so energized and vital. Even in the fury of righteous battle when she’d killed that demon she’d been aware of her aches and tension. Now? It felt like anything was possible!

“It was pretty amazing for me too,” he said quietly, not quite able to believe he’d just made love to this… goddess.

She leaned over him once more, a wide grin on her lips. “That was just what I needed!”

Stanley didn’t know how to respond to that. It was his pheromones that started all this. He suddenly felt very remorseful for forcing someone so gracious into this. He looked away, unable to face her with his guilt.

Her smile slipped away when she saw him looking so awkward. Then she realized she was still riding his softening cock. She felt guilty for using him like that.

“I’m sorry Stanley. I was a little too forceful-”

“NO! No- please… don’t apologize for this. None of this was your fault. You’ve been nothing but a perfect host and I-” His voice cracked with his self-disgust.

“No-” she began but he interrupted once more.

“I’ve only made love twice now in my life and I’m just learning so I apologize for not knowing about my pheromones or how to control them. I’m mortified that I forced you into this!”

“HA!”

Sigrid’s bark of laughter derailed Stanley’s train of thought and he blinked at her.

“No one forces a Valkyrie into anything, especially sex! Your pheromones are strong but not stronger than my will.” She sighed at his look of confusion. “I wasn’t completely honest about my reasons for having sex with you Stanley. I truly wanted to. You’ve been dropping compliments about my femininity since we met and tonight you pulled out the stops. Then you almost bested me in arm wrestling. That was so hot! A woman can only take so much flirting before she wants to act on it.” She looked away with a gentle smile on her lips. “Besides, I don’t get very many opportunities for sex as there are very few Hidden Races I wouldn’t break under my muscles and Humans are out of the question. You proved you were strong enough. I’m sorry for letting you think it was all your fault. I like you Stanley and I really, really enjoyed that!”

“Oh!” he said softly. “Why?”

“Why didn’t I tell you?” she asked and he nodded. She smiled with a shrug. “I didn’t mean to hurt you but it was easier to say it was just a physical need than to add more complexity to your life right now.”

He looked at her. “The complexity of knowing I have someone out there that likes me enough to share a tremendous intimacy with me? I can deal with that kind of complexity. It actually makes my life feel less complex,” he admitted.

She smiled at him and nodded again. “You’re a pretty smart fellow, Stanley. I won’t withhold these truths from you again.”

He smiled. “Maybe you could put your wings away now. They’re a little hard to look at, they’re so bright!”

She glanced over her shoulder and her mouth dropped open. “Oh my god! I didn’t even feel they were open. They feel so light! And powerful!” She stepped off the couch releasing Stanley at the same time and called for her armor and weapons in her mind.

Stanley had to cover his eyes as her white armor gleamed like the sun as did her shield and spear. Then the light in the room dimmed so quickly it felt like the room was plunged into blackness even though the one end table light was still on. He blinked and realized she’d just put it all away.

“Wow! That was intensely bright! Blinding!” he muttered.

“Was it?”

He stared at her incredulously. “You couldn’t tell?”

She shook her head. “Not from inside. It just feels… good!” She frowned slightly as another thought came to her. “Another reason I let you think it was just a physical thing was the fact that while I really wanted to, we really shouldn’t have done that.”

“Why?”

“I’m head of Human Resources. You’re the CIO. We work together. We can’t act too familiar at work as it will get awkward for everyone,” she said, her frown deepening as she came to terms with the scope of her mistake.

“Hey, it’s ok. I get it but you don’t have to worry about my behavior towards you changing at all,” he assured her.

She looked at him curiously.

“When we first met, I thought you were some kind of divine angel saving me from demons and worse, the pain of losing my only family. I held you in the highest regard and could only admire you from a distance as I’m not worthy. Now? Now I know it’s true.”

Blue eyes looked back at him with tears pooling in her thick lashes. “Stanley-” she choked around the lump in her throat.

He smiled and held up his hand. “It’s ok. I know how our relationship has to remain. I had a wonderful time tonight and I still hold you in the highest regard. You are a great person. I hope one day I will be as good.”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Sigrid was shaken. No one had ever spoken to her like this before and more than anything she wanted to grab Stanley and hug him but she could see he was already pulling back. Giving her room to restore their relationship back to the friend level. She knew she had to respect that. To respect his wishes. She nodded and smiled shakily. “Alright then. Sleep well Stanley. See you in the morning.”

“Good night, Sigrid,” he replied.

She climbed the stairs and went back into her bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed she noticed her phone was flashing. She picked it up and saw it was a message from Camila asking her to call immediately. It was from a couple of hours ago. She’d missed it. She dialed.

“Sigrid! Where have you been?” Camila’s voice blurted from the phone.

“I was speaking with Stanley. He is still having issues and he needed to talk.”

“He may have larger issues as of tomorrow.”

“What? Why? What happened?” Sigrid asked in alarm.

“Paloma needed a new special dress and the dressmaker wasn’t pleased about making a house call but she did. Something went wrong during the creation of the new dress and the dressmaker told us she’s going to report to the council of dressmakers that Paloma’s diet was to blame.”

Sigrid understood perfectly the code Camila was using and knew what it could mean for Stanley if the Fae Council got involved. Nobody messed with the Fae. They had a very bad reputation for playing dirty.

“Damn it! Can’t he catch a break with anything?” she growled.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line then a chuckle. “I think someone is taking a liking to our new friend.”

Sigrid bit her tongue and squirmed. “Of course, I like him. He’s a good kid! Even you have to admit that!”

“Even me? What does that mean?” Camila’s tone grew a little cool.

“When you take your CEO hat off,” Sigrid replied evenly.

Camila knew this familiar argument and didn’t really want to go there tonight. “Yes, well…”

“More importantly, did Paloma get her new dress?” Sigrid said to change the direction of the conversation.

Gratefully Camila sighed. “Yes. Better than before but… she’s going to have to leave the company to go back to Spain. My niece Marisa will be coming to take over her responsibilities.”

Sigrid gasped. She knew what this meant as every Hidden Race member with an extended lifespan did. Paloma was no more and Marisa was her new identity.

“I’ll get the paperwork started in the morning. When can we expect our new employee to begin?” Sigrid asked quietly.

“In a few days,” Camila replied.

“Is there anything we can do about the previous matter?” Sigrid asked.

“I wanted to ask you if this is something we should contact Walter about,” Camila asked hesitantly.

“NO! Absolutely not!” Sigrid bristled. She hated Walter Zhao, VRL’s legal representative. “We do that and we might as well say goodbye to our new friend. We need him too much right now to let that happen.” She took a deep breath and heard Camila do the same on her end of the line so she felt the same way. “Let’s see how we can deal with this on our own. If all else fails, I’ll personally call on our new friend’s family before Walter.”

“Sigrid!” Camila gasped.

“Last resort.”

“Right,” Camila replied with a stern tone. A chill ran down her spine and she wondered where Sigrid’s bravery came from. She wished she had a fraction of it.

“I’m going to try to get some sleep. I suggest you do as well,” the Valkyrie suggested.

“Right. See you in the morning.”

Sigrid hung up and laid back on the bed. Her body still felt wonderful! She set her alarm, shut off her light and closed her eyes.

So, Stanley thought of her as some kind of divine angel? She only hoped she could live up to his opinion.