"Tell me what you want," she whispered, her breath warm against your neck as she spoke. "Tell me how bad you need this..." Her other hand slid up to cup one of your heavy breasts, squeezing gently before pinching the nipple hard enough to make you cry out.

"I can give you everything you desire," she purred into your ear. "All you have to do is say the word..."

Her fingers continued to work their magic on your body, her touch both hurtful and pleasurable all at once. "The word that means you belong to me," she hissed, nipping at your earlobe as she spoke. "The word that tells me I can have whatever part of you I want..."

Her other hand slid lower, slipping between your legs to touch the cloth covering your erection. With a devious grin, she began to stroke your length through your pants, her fingers expertly teasing and massaging. "

Still gasping for air, Morrigan leaned forward, resting her weight on you as she tried to catch her breath. Her chest heaved up and down, her breasts jiggling with each movement. She looked up at you through half-lidded eyes, a wicked smile curving her lips.

"And what," she purred, "do you think happens now?"

Her laughter was like velvet, smooth and seductive. "Oh, Simon..." She trailed off, running her fingers through your hair before leaning in to press soft kisses along your jaw and neck. "I'm just getting started." With renewed vigor, Morrigan began to move on you once more, her hips slamming against yours in a frenzy of lust.

"Let me show you what else I can do,"