She scratched at the back of my hand.“Your blood tastes good, elf,” she purred. And then she licked my wound with her rough tongue.I growled in di...gust and bucked, trying to throw her off of me. A clawed hand grasped my throat, claws pricking my flesh by the vital arteries of my neck. I froze, my heart hammering. The purring grew louder and louder. She licked me again, right across my lips.“Yes, your blood taste so sweet,” the lamia purred. Shadows rippled off of her, revealing her smiling. " She trailed of as her red hair disappeared into the blankets and Jon's toes clenched as the sound of sucking at his crotch was heard.Oh yes, life was good for THIS bastard.###########################Cercei Lannister was a beauty beyond description within Westeros. She could have any man she wanted, ever her own brother fell under her spell. Her body and beauty left many man lusting for her attentions. Those piercing green eyes and long, flowing golden hair and curvaceous body was enough to. "As long as we don't have any more pesky Canadians getting in the way," Otto joked.They didn't. Ingo Buell skied excellently. However, three skiers later, Alan Zimmer skied the Super G of his life, beating Buell by a full half-second. When all was said and done, Zimmer had won his first Olympic gold medal. The Austrians good-naturedly grumbled--and celebrated with Warren and Sophie. Buell took the silver.That night, on the ice, was the men's short program.Sophia and Warren sat in the stands. He was right, I did want to, but it wasn’t all I wanted.“Hmmm… I don’t know”, I smiled “I suppose I could…If…”“If what?” He asked. “Well, I want you to do something for me in return”. I shivered. The water was getting cold, although they were more likely more shivers of excitement.“Pass me a towel”. Neil grabbed one and handed it to me.I wrapped it around myself and stepped out of the bath.I walked towards the door, still dripping wet. And I don’t just mean with bath water! I could feel my.