Balon felt her hand caress his cock and let out a soft moan. He wanted to take her so bad in that instant but he held off. He wanted to prolong things. To make them last.

She's going to beg me first. He promised himself.

Her legs were slim but well muscled with pale, creamy skin. Her full breasts and brass colored hair complemented her well. She was truly beautiful, he decided.

Her nails digging into the skin of his back and shoulders was a sweet pain. A pain that he enjoyed. He wondered if she drew blood. The thought of hit had his cock throbbing harder than it was before and he thought his heart would leap out of his chest. The noises she made in response to his caresses amused and tantalized him. He had intended to tease her and have her beg for his cock but in turn had teased himself as well. He needed her. He wanted her very badly in that moment. Had Balon not been a man used to teasing and torment in the bedchamber he would have gave in to his primal desires and taken her right then.

He didn't.

When they were face to face again her touch upon his jaw had him so burning with desire that he bit his lip so hard he almost drew blood.

Her demands amused him. "Are you trying to drive me insane?" Why yes I am...

"I want you to beg me first." He said, as he gently teased the inside of her thigh with a finger.