"How long do you think we have until Viking gets here?"
Poet looked at his phone. Mia could only assume checking the time.
"Well the good news and the bad news is it is going to take him forty-five minutes to an hour to get here. Unfortunately my fearless leader is not in the frame of mind to take into account rush-hour. So on the plus side you have more time. The down side is he is probably going to be more agitated as rush-hour brings out the worst in pretty much anyone under the best of circumstances." He slid his phone back into his pockets
Mia watched Poet for a second and a plan started to emerge in her mind. "Okay, don't judge me but I think I've got an idea."
There must've been something in her tone because Poet watched her with amused curiosity. He leaned back and folded his arms over his chest waiting for her to continue.
"When Viking gets here is there any way that he could be…" she couldn't believe what she was about to say, out loud no less... She could feel her face turning red with embarrassment. "Any way to tie him to the bed?"
Poet's increased amusement made her blurt out the rest of her idea.
"My thought is if he can be tied to the bed than I can be in control and I can move as slow as I need or if I chicken out he will be somehow weak enough to be kicked out of the house or whatever it is you need to do.
"I don't want to think about him being killed or anything like that. I don't want to be responsible for that. I don't want to be responsible for his death. So I'm going to try to sleep with him. But I think it would be much easier for me if I could be in control." She wasn't entirely sure she took a breath that entire time she had spoken.
Poet watched her several seconds not saying anything. The longer he watched her the more red she felt her face become. She was positive she was the color of the tomato by the time he finally spoke.
"Well, this is a very interesting turn of events. I am more than glad to help you. But you should be aware that not much can hold a Warrior still." He seemed to be choosing his words very deliberately. "Our best chance is for me to get something sturdy enough to give him pause. And to get him to agree to being tied to the bed. The tying down will simply be a reminder to him that he is to remain still. If he really wanted to break free he could but we are relying on his inner gentleman to remain still. That is the best I can offer you in the time that we have. If I had an hour to come up with something I could find you something that would legitimately keep him where he was. But unfortunately we just don't have that time. Will that work for you?" By the end he had gone serious again.
Mia looked over Poet's shoulder in consideration. She thought she could do it. She wanted to sleep with Viking, he was sexy, in the un-cocky way Mia preferred. And from the time they've spent together she was sure Poet was right when he said Viking would woo her like a regular person.
She wanted that. She wanted someone who would romance her a bit. It just seemed a little backwards to have to sleep with a man to get that. Mia shook her head. She could do this. If she could be in control and take the time she needed she could do this. More importantly she wanted to do this. She looked back at Poet again.
"Okay what do you need?"
He smiled at her. "Mia I can tell you are going to be very interesting. I am glad I will get the chance to get to know you better." Then he moved to the door of her bedroom. "I will wait for you downstairs. Go ahead and get dressed and we'll see what we can find."
A thought tugged at her and Mia found curiosity take hold. "Poet, why do I get the impression you have done this before?"
His grin went so wide his eyes crinkled. "Now what would give you that idea? You think I make a habit of chaining men to bed?"
Mia opened her mouth to clarify but Poet spoke over her.
"I know what you meant. Let's just say, this is not the first time recently I have been propositioned by a mate to incapacitate her Maddening Warrior. Perhaps I have a new side job on my hands." Without anything further he turned and left the room
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They had finalized the plan by the time Viking reached her door. Poet was right. It'd taken almost an hour between Gwen's phone call and when the doorbell rang. Mia waited on the staircase just out of the line of sight of the front door. This way she could hear the entire conversation without being seen.
Mia felt weird being in lingerie and being covered in her bathrobe with soon to be two men in her house. It was almost a laughable possibility. If someone had told her a week ago she would be in this situation she would've thought them insane.
She heard Poet open the door and Viking's answering growl.
"Where is Mia?"
She heard Poet's voice waft up to her as calm as ever. "You need to listen to me. You need to put all of your effort into understanding my words in this moment and keeping yourself calm."
Part of Mia wished she could see what Viking's response was. There was silence for several beats before his voice growled up from the doorway again.
"Why have you stopped me in the doorway Poet?"
She heard Poet give a dramatic sigh. "Your Mia has a deal for you. You can take it or you can leave. Mia has graciously chosen to sleep with you. Why any woman would do such a thing is beyond me. Clearly she has lost all her faculties to see what you look like."
She could hear Viking's growl clear enough and loud enough, it seemed as if he was right next to her. "Get on with it, Poet."
"Calm down. She will sleep with you, however she has a stipulation. That stipulation being you are going to be tied to the bed. That way you will have no control over the situation at all and Mia can go her own pace and not have to worry about you startling her with your brutish Maddening. Do you agree with these terms?"
There was silence again but it had a different quality to it. It was as if Viking was actually weighing his response.
"Yes." There was nothing beyond that.
"Well alright, then come on in."
Mia heard both men step into the house. She quickly dashed upstairs and into the master bathroom. The plan was for her to hide until Poet knocked on the door, giving her the all clear.
Her heart raced. Not with fear but with excitement. Mia was excited to have an attractive man tied up in her bedroom. It seemed so titillating her curiosity and excitement was getting the better of her.
She even went so far as to stand in the closet. She knew she didn't need to. That she could simply stand on the other side of the bathroom door. But for some reason she wanted the extra couple of feet that standing inside the closet would give her.
She could hear the two men shuffling into the room and silence. Then a few seconds later she heard Poet speak.
"Let's get down to logistics shall we. You and I both know this can't hold you. So you are entering a verbal contract not to move until Mia tells you it's all right. Also you're going to want to take off all of the clothing you can right now before I tie you to the bed. Let's just make things easier on Mia and give her less clothing to deal with. But by all means leave your boxers on. That is not something I care to see."
The clothes hadn't even occurred to Mia. She started to flush with excitement even though she was on the other side of the door. There was more shuffling and two minutes later she heard the rustling stop there was a knock at the bathroom door.
"It's your show dear, last chance to get out of it."
"I'm okay." She said it so quietly it was just above a whisper but somehow she knew Poet heard her anyway.
A second later she heard the bedroom door shutting. She took a deep breath, trying to quell her excitement. Sometime over the last hour she had stopped being frightened or worried or panicked and had just become hot and excited by the fact that an attractive man who had been treating her well on their dates was now mostly naked and tied to her bed. It sounded like something out of an erotic novel. Trying not to giggle to herself she opened the door.
She almost wasn't prepared for how hot of the scene Viking made. He stretched out on the bed. Rope fro
m her backyard tied and rigged around the headboard so that his hands were above his head and stretched out to the top corners. The rope continued to snake down the back. She knew because it was also tied around his stomach. His legs were free so that he would have some mobility but not much.
Mia tried to slide the bathrobe off in a slow, sexy manner. But it ended up falling off her shoulders and flopping on the floor. Mia simply let out a sigh at her failed attempt at sexiness.
Now she was simply standing before him in a short baby doll negligée that a friend had given her as a joke. The pink tone complemented her skin and it barely covered her butt.
She could see from his face that he appreciated the view. There was so much lust showing on that handsome face it took her breath away for a moment. Mia couldn't help but smile as she made her way to the bed. When she got there she sat on one corner at the far end. She watched his arms lurch slightly then he seemed to remember he wasn't supposed to touch her and relaxed back down.
"I cannot explain to you how incredibly hot you look." Viking growled.
Mia chuckled, it was more of a giggle really. She couldn't help it. "You don't look so bad yourself."
He was fit. He wasn't one of those guys that was overly muscled and did nothing but workout at the gym. But he still had strong muscle definition and much to her surprise, a six pack.
Mia let herself lean over and kiss him right above his naval. A thrill went through her as she did so. She felt Viking suck in his breath. Smiling, she slowly kissed her way up his chest pausing slightly above his face. Before veering to his neck and continuing up before nibbling just a bit behind his ear. She swore Viking had stopped breathing. And she couldn't help but preen a little. Then she hovered over his face again and leaned down.
When their lips met she could feel all the aggression, all of the power, and all of the masculine lust he couldn't express any other way. The kiss turned her on more than any other kiss Mia had ever experienced in her life. She could feel her arousal spiking.
She finally pulled herself away. Her breathing was ragged. Viking let out a growl low in his throat. Mia opened her eyes to see so much wanting expressed on his face that her breathing grew shallower. She couldn't believe how hot she was and all they had done was kiss.
She put her hands on his chest. Keeping her face just out of his range. She slowly pulled her nails lightly down his chest. Until she reached the line of his boxers. She smiled at him again as a truly naughty idea occurred to her.
"What? What puts that look in your eyes Mia?" Viking growled at her.
Mia didn't respond. Instead she moved herself to sit next to him on the bed. She put her hands on either side of his hips making sure her nails ever so slightly grazed down his side. When she reached his boxers this time she kept going. Peeling the boxers down the rest of the way off his hips. Just like she thought they would, they got stuck on the base of his fully erect penis. Being as careful as she could not to touch it Mia pulled the boxes over his member and down his legs. As she passed it, his dick seemed to spring to life before her eyes. Once she got the boxers down his legs she tossed them off the bed.
From where she sat she looked up at his face. While it was still full of lust there was a slight hint of curiosity. She smiled at him again and before she lost her nerve she climbed up him until she straddled his face. She swapped her legs so that she was facing down the bed with her back to the headboard. She knew her delicate area was plain for him to see. He gasped when he realized she wasn't wearing any panties.
Being careful to distribute her weight more in her torso she steadied herself down and leaned on her elbows before grabbing his dick in both hands. She had initially intended to put one hand on top of the other but Viking was too thick so instead she used a double handed grip. He wasn't long but he was wide. Taking one last deep breath she leaned down and licked across the head of his penis.
She felt his entire body shudder as he gave a sharp intake of air. Then he growled and his tongue was suddenly circling her clit. Mia gave a loud gasped. It felt amazing. He clearly knew his way around the female body.
Trying to concentrate she lowered her head so she could start teasing the tip of his penis with her lips and tongue. She ran her tongue under the ridge of his head and felt him growling against her sensitive body. It didn't take long before she had her whole mouth around him. She couldn't get much farther than the tip but she used her hands to work the rest of the shaft.
She was so turned on she could barely stand it. As she worked, she could not help the shutters that came from Viking licking her. He licked and sucked as if it was some kind of icy treat on a hot day.
Before she knew what hit her, Mia was coming. It seemed to shatter within her like a mirror. She let out an almost shout that vibrated around Viking's penis. Her hands gripped him tighter as her body came and convulsed. He continued to lick and suck relentlessly until all she could do was pant. Then all she wanted was Viking inside her. Coming seemed to only make her hotter. Mia lifted herself off of him and heard him growl in protest. She climbed to the side and took a moment to get her breath. She glanced at his face and saw the male pride in his smile. In his own way he was gloating that he had made her come first.
Mia narrowed her eyes and smiled back. She was going to enjoy playing with this man for years to come. Then she climbed on top of him again. This time she hovered over his penis. She was sure to make eye contact with him as she slide his tip between her lower lips. She was panting heavily with the effort not to slam her way down.
She teased him by only going down about an inch before swiftly coming back up. He was snarling at her and trying to move his hips upward. After half a dozen strokes Mia slammed herself all the way down. The shock and pleasure of having him in her tight space shook her.
Viking exhaled heavily and closed his eyes. His hands gripping the sheets. He gripped so hard the sheets had come off the corners of the bed.
Mia wiggled a little bit. Before moving up again. She continued to go up and down at the slowest pace she could manage. It was more leisurely than anything else. Teasing them both. When she was sure from the tension in his body that if she continued the slow pace Viking would yank so hard it would remove the rope Mia picked up the pace.
Moving her hips up and down as fast as she could felt wonderful. It felt so good she didn't want it to stop. She felt empowered by being in charge of their pace. After a few strokes of the faster pace she felt her body began to build again. She began to itch to come again. Mia had never been one to come more than once so it was an odd sensation to be feeling.
Reaching between her legs she began to play with her clit. Her breathing became ragged as she started to ride Viking roughly. She knew her pace became uneven as she quickly climbed towards orgasm.
Then her body warmed and fireworks went off. She heard herself cry out before collapsing on Viking's chest. She lifted herself off her elbows where she had fallen and put her hands out splayed on either side of Viking and she continued to move. Continued the faster pace. She watched Viking look at her. There was so much emotion playing across his face. She rode him fast and hard. The movements easy with how wet she was. It was only another minute or two before Viking came, growling as he did so. She continued to ride hard until it became clear he finished. Then she collapsed on top of him.
She laid there for several minutes, more sated than she could ever remember being. She felt wonderful and relaxed.
Then she heard Viking chuckle. "Mia, perhaps we should clean up a little."
Mia felt herself blush. "Yes, of course."
Then she climbed off of him and proceeded to untie the knot Poet had put at the side of the bed. As she threw the rope off Viking's chest he pulled his arm releasing himself. She stood at the corner of the bed watching. Suddenly her inner brazen self disappeared. She always wanted a man chained to her bed. But now that she had done it her usual meeker self had taken over. She was cursing herrself inwardly for suddenly becoming shy but she just
couldn't help it.
Viking stood and walked over to her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. He didn't say anything but held her. Mia I didn't know how long they stayed that way. It felt so comforting, so warm that Mia felt herself sighing into the hug and she wrapped her arms around his waist.
She felt warm and safe and he smelled wonderful. There was the smell of sandalwood and something that was distinctly male and Viking. She inhaled the scent and committed to memory. She felt herself relax even further. She was almost to the point of dozing off on her feet when she heard Viking chuckle again.
"Mia, perhaps it is time we took a shower."
With that he let go of Mia and pulled her hands from around his waist. Putting them both in one of his. Viking walking her to the bathroom. He let go of her hand and stood her by the sink before moving to the shower and turning it on. As she watched he tested the water, making sure it was what he deemed the perfect temperature. Once he seemed satisfied with the water he came back to her, putting his hand on her lower back to steer her towards the shower. He opened the glass door wider so she could step in. He quickly followed behind her before closing the door.
He smiled down at her. "Now, I get to touch you."
He reached behind her, ignoring her loofa and reaching directly for her body wash off the built in shelf. Lathering up his hands he lifted her right arm and much to Mia's surprise began to wash her. He did it was such painstaking care that Mia's chest swelled with emotion.
He was careful to lather every inch, caressing her as he went. He moved slowly but steadily, washing each arm then moving to her neck and her chest. He only lingered for a moment on either of her breasts. Mia sucked in a breath as he brushed over her nipples. They were still sensitive even though they hadn't been touched until then. He washed down her stomach before going to her sides. He kneeled to washing both of her legs.
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