The bedroom was dark and red. Rowan stepped in, not sure what to expect. She knew Icy had a reputation…
Rowan stepped in, dressed only in a long, sheer black veil, showing her silhouette in the candle light.
“Good you showed up,” Icy said. “I was wondering when you would.” She was wearing a white teddy and sitting at the end of her bed. “Wont you cum in Rowan and have a seat next to me?” She patted the bed.
Rowan smiled. "Black and white,” she said, touching her veil and Icy’s teddy. “Perfect colors for enemy-lovers.” She looked into Icy’s eyes. “We are enemy-lovers, aren't we?" Rowan sat on the edge of the bed.
Icy touched Rowan’s cheek then brought up her other hand to cup Rowan’s face. She placed little icy kisses up Rowan’s throat, then chin, then to her lips and the nape of her neck. “This might be fun,” she whispered.
Rowan let the woman have her throat. Her confidence after so many victories stirred in her chest. She made soft sounds in her throat and ran her fingers down Icy’s back.
“Yes," Rowan said. "I want you. I've wanted you since yesterday when you made the challenge." Rowan’s body trembled as she spoke. She remembered the words from the day before, how they made her sweat and want Icy so bad.
Icy put her fingers down Rowan’s panties.
“You are so pretty, Rowan,” Icy whispered.
Rowan put a gentle kiss on Icy’s lips, and left it with a gentle bite. “A taste of what is to come,” she smiled. She moved her lips to Icy’s throat, teeth and tongue moving down to her collarbone. Her fingertips moved to Icy’s waist. Her nipples were hard Icy could smell the moisture between Rowan’s thighs.
Rowan purred, "I've been waiting for this, my Ice Queen."
Rowan’s bite caught Icy’s breath. Icy knew she had to slow Rowan down. She cupped Rowan’s breast and put her lips on Rowan’s nipple and softly sucked and kissed it, watching Rowan’s eyes all the time
Rowan’s body arched as she pushed breast and whole body against Icy. She could feel the heat of their bodies under our veils. She wrapped her legs around Icy both of them could feel the heat between their thighs. Rowan grabbed Icy’s hair and pulled her closer and tighter to her breast. "Yes," she whispered. "Yes. More."
Icy began kissing and sucking Rowan’s breasts, but felt Rowan’s hand in her hair, pulling her closer. She felt Rowan’s leg wrap around hers, and Icy rolled on top, their bodies rubbing together.
“I smell you, I feel you, Rowan.” She spread her legs and sucked Rowan’s nipples. Rowan wrapped her legs around Icy, putting her lips against hers, kissing her hard.Harder than before.
"Enough with the foreplay," Rowan said. She tightened the grip with her legs. "Time to see what you really have."
Rowan ran her hand through Icy’s hair and her fingers tightened. She pulled Icy’s hair back and put her teeth against Icy’s neck.
Icy felt chills up and down her spine, a low, deep throated moan escaping her lips. She felt Rowan’s legs around her and pushed her sex up, meeting Rowan’s with every thrust.
Icy reached up and grabbed Rowan’s hair, licking her lips, her cheeks and her neck. “Your sex feels so good,” she said. Then, she took a strong handful of Rowan’s hair and pulled her chin up, licking her chin and her neck, humping up into Rowan’s sex all the while.
Rowan smiled and laughed, her pleasure making her voice crack. "This is what I wanted." She stared into Icy’s eyes. "It will break my heart to break you. But only one of us can be the victor." She moved her hips stronger, forcing Icy to move with her. "I've broken so many... but you are the first I will regret."
Rowan grabbed Icy’s your wrists and pulled them up over her head. She kissed Icy so hard, so deep, keeping the movement in her hips strong and solid.
"I will melt you, my Ice Queen," she said, looking straight into Icy’s eyes. "I will melt you."
Icy fell under Rowan, her kisses and sex and strength sucking her determination away. But Icy broke her hands free, grabbing Rowan’s hips and pulling her tight and close. Icy knew she had the advantage here. What’s more, she knew Rowan didn’t have a clue.
Icy moved against Rowan faster, establishing a new rhythm. She sucked Rowan’s tongue, then moved to her neck. But Rowan kept up the pace. Icy knew the girl was strong. The question was, was she strong enough?
Rowan felt Icy trying to control the pace. “Oh no,” she whispered. “I’m the one keeping control. I am on top.”
Their tongues fought just as their bodies did. With Icy’s hands free, Rowan made use of hers. She ran her fingernails up and down the top part of Icy’s thighs, just where her leg meet her ass. And she touched Icy just inside the thigh, knowing exactly how tender and sensitive that is. Only a woman can touch another woman this way. Men don't know the strength of a tender touch.
Rowan felt Icy moving hard against her, and felt her strength. And for a moment, she wanted to surrender to it, but her pride was stronger.
“You have to break under me,” she told Icy. “You have to. It's a choice between my pleasure and my reputation. But the pleasure you give me is so much... the choice lingers in my mind…”
Icy reached up, softly rubbing Rowan’s ass, moving slowly now. Slow and strong. Icy’s fingers slipped between Rowan’s thighs, moving slow and strong in little circles. Then, she slipped her fingers up and behind, finding Rowan’s anus. Her fingers moved in rhythm with her body, and she felt Rowan trembling.
Rowan felt Icy’s fingers working her and her whole body froze. “Wh--what are you doing to me?” she asked. “I--can--can’t…”
Icy slowed even further, focusing only on pressure now. She had two fingers in Rowan’s ass and Rowan gasped. “No,” she said. “I can’t… why… you can’t be this strong…”
“Come for me, Rowan,” Icy purred. “My juices are uncontrolled and mixing with yours. You are mine. You have me so hot, but you are mine now. Come for me.”
Rowan looked down at Icy. “I can't let you win,” she said. “I can't. Even this weak, I can't do it.”
She moved her own hand between Icy’s legs, touching her clit. “You aren't the one," Rowan said. “You aren't the to break me. I'll beat you here. Even this weak. I know you are strongest here, under me. But I’ll beat you. Even here. Where you have beaten so many before. And your back will arch and you will scream my name and you will tell me 'The queen is beaten.'"
Rowan’s voice was like a panther, but a wounded one.
“You've hurt me deep with pleasure. And I regretted beating you before, but not now.” Her hand moved faster and her kisses were hard. Her teeth gripped Icy’s lip and I reached deep inside, finding Icy’s gspot. She pushed hard and Icy’s back arched, her breath gasping.
"I will unthrone the Queen," Rowan said, her voice desperate and gasping, near surrender. "And wear your crown!"
Icy moved hard against Rowan’s fingers, touching her gspot. But then, she slipped a third finger in Rowan’s ass and Rowan gasped, her own limbs losing all strength.
Icy grabbed Rowan’s hand and put it in Rowan’s pussy, her own fingers still working Rowan’s ass. Rowan fell helpless on top of Icy, her body bucking out of control.
“No,” Rowan whispered. “Please. Not like this. Don’t make me defeat myself.”
Icy moaned, watching Rowan’s eyes. “I’m a professional, Rowan. I can control my body and yours.” She kissed Rowan deeply, then said, “I’m sorry to break you, Rowan. But one of us must win.”
Rowan’s voice cried out her defeat. Her own hand inside her, Icy’s hand in her ass, she bucked and thrashed like a wounded animal, crying out Icy’s name.
“My Queen!” she shouted. “My Ice Queen!”
Icy held Rowan close and tight, feeling her surrender.
Then, Rowan fell against Icy, weak and helpless. The fight was over, and both women knew it. The candles faded and everything turned to cold shadow.
