Nikolai groaned again as he felt Lilith’s fingers grip his hair.  Everywhere she touched him, it felt like tiny currents of electricity danced across his nerve endings.  Nikolai could scarcely believe the intensity of the desire she aroused in him.  Blood was rushing to parts of his body that hadn’t stirred for decades.  Every sound she uttered, every move she made, filled him with a desire to completely possess her.  Not to harm her -- her master was a fool to settle for her pain and fear, when her pleasure was so completely intoxicating.  But Nikolai wanted to keep her close, to care for her, so that moments like this could happen again and again.<br/><br/>Lilith’s suggestion that he climb into the bath was welcomed with a grin.  Reluctantly pulling back from her, Nikolai hastily undressed, tossing his clothes onto the floor of the bedroom.  Then he slowly lowered himself down on top of Lilith.  The feel of her naked skin against his was almost too much -- Nikolai gasped as the rise and fall of her breath scraped her nipples against his bare chest.  Again, he kissed her mouth, slowly and lingeringly as their bodies rubbed together.  Then he once again began kissing his way downward, reaching her stomach this time.<br/><br/>“I need to wash between your legs,” he murmured, unaware the Lilith was starting to wake a little.  “Hook them over the sides of the bathtub so I can reach down there.”<br/><br/>In case she needed some help, Nikolai gently spread Lilith’s legs.  Then his kisses wandered even lower, down her abdomen, until they reached the tiny pearl of her clitoris.  Slowly his tongue circled it, lavishing the same attention on it that he’d given to her nipples.  At the same time, his hands stroked and caressed her thighs.