The maddeningly feeling that kept threatening to drive him insane. Her ass cheeks felt so good on him, and his member was loving it too much. Raziah’s ass was like the perfect balance of pleasure, and he was so close to spilling out the contents all over that sexy body she kept rocking on him.
His hands flew back to her breasts as he kept tormenting her with his lips on her neck. Raziah’s eyes were constricted in pleasure, and every touch sent sparks flying between them. There was nothing that could have prepared her for his wicked hands on her, and she was getting even more and more ashamed of herself. She was soaked wet, and it was even running down her thighs and unto his.
That overwhelming dense feeling that had wrecked her the first time had been unbelievable, and she could already feel it building up again. Her lower areas were beginning to tingle and ache like crazy, and she could only surrender to the overwhelming feeling of it all.
This man would be the death of her. Why does she always find it so hard to resist him?
He pulled her nipples again, and she quaked badly against him with series of moaning whispers leaving her mouth. How long would she be able to endure this before her next orgasm hit her? The whole pulling and pinching were now bringing an uproar of pain around the area, and the stupid thing of it all was that she was loving the feeling of pain and pleasure mixed together. It brought this thrill to her core, and whenever he coaxed her there again, she would feel her body burning endlessly.
The new thrill had her subconsciously picking up the pace of her sultry movements on his member. She figured the faster she went on him, the harder he would squeeze and tease her so her body had resorted to that even before she realized what she was doing.
"I didn’t even need to teach you that, F**k!" He groaned in deep pleasure as her speeding waist inched him closer to his own sweet peak of pleasure. They moved like dancers, and each time the satisfaction was even more overwhelming than the last. Aragon was now muttering words under his breath harshly, spitting out venomous things that were causing her head to roll till she couldn’t see a thing anymore.
With consistent rocks and flushing pinches, they both reached their peak at the same time. Raziah’s body exploded again into fireworks, and she let out a light sexy scream with her nails digging into his thighs while his hands wrapped around her breasts and he squeezed her back to his chest with a muffled groan that was covered up by her neck where his lips were buried. Chills were rushing down her spine at an incredible Rate, and from the intense vibrations of her neck, she knew if he hadn’t covered his mouth with her neck, his scream would have been louder than hers.
He had spilled his warm liquids all over her thighs and backside, and they burned as they rolled down her legs. She could tell it was much because she could feel it everywhere, and she could feel his heavy breathing all over her ear, warming her up again. Aragon couldn’t even bring himself to release her. He had squeezed her harder than he thought he would, but it seems she didn’t mind with the way she had rested her head on his chest.
As they both bathed in the aftermath of that racking pleasure none of them and ever felt before, His cusses and whisper grew louder in her ears, "You came twice from these..." He cupped her red breasts again and she whimpered. Was that supposed to turn him on? because he could feel his member rising fast again.
"And I’m pretty sure if I do it again, you’ll come as many times too." He continued against her ear.
The hair she had tied into a small bun had long scattered from its hold, and more locks of hair had fallen against her face and neck. He was bashing In her scent, and she was also surprised to find out that his citrus scent had somehow intensified.
"Remember what I told you a few days after I married you?"
"H... Huh?" She squeaked out.
"That we would be having a conversation whenever I’m touching you,"
As if her cheeks weren’t already burning enough! He just had to remind her about that. Raziah could only nod against his chest.
"Always speak, hazel." He warned.
"I remember." She bit her lips again.
"Next time I talk to you, I need answers. Open those pretty lips and give me a reply. Do I make myself clear, wife?"
She nodded fervently at first, then she quickly added, "Y..yes."
"Good wife." He cooed against her neck again, and her body trembled hard again. What next does he have for her on his agenda? Would she be able to take any more?! She wanted to stand up and sprint out of the room but her legs were too weak to move. It’s all too much for her to take. His touch was...
Parts of her creamy white skin had turned red from his sweet abuses on them, especially her neck. Raziah’s eyes flew open when she felt his member that she was sitting on growing under her again, and she clenched her teeth to keep from gasping. Her pants from her orgasm were still a bit erratic, but at least this time he was giving her a longer time to ride out of it.
It didn’t take up to a minute before Raziah was flipped over. She thought he was gonna make her straddle him at first, till he laid down on the bed with her on top of them. Before she could register what could be on his mind next, he had already flipped them over.
His gaze on her was too much to handle, and she quickly pressed her legs closed and covered her breasts with her arms.
"Raziah," He sounded so serious that it scared her. Right now he resembled an insane predator that was hooked to get on with its prey, and not even the ending of the world would make him stop, "Hazel, I have to ruin you for any other man. I’ll make sure that even if you miraculously bring this marriage to an end, no other creature of what we know today, what lies waiting tomorrow, or whatever hides out of our sight forever... would ever be able to burn you like I will. You’ll only think about Aragon Odysseus’s touch, and there’s nothing in this world or beyond that can ever change that."
For the first time since she knew him, the flames in his eyes suddenly took over completely and replaced the whole darkness with a new color that blew her mind away. The fire exploded, taking over the black part of his eye... And even the white part wasn’t excluded. His whole eye had turned into the darkest shade of red, and he looked so animalistic as he stared down at her. Raziah’s heart was slamming against her ribcage, and now she didn’t just want to leave because his touch was insanely hot.
What sort of...
How is it possible for his eyes to turn completely red? Is he some kind of special vampire or something because she knew that only their irises turn red, not the whole eye. What sort of... Monster was her husband? He was looking so devilish right now.
Aragon blinked, and his eyes were back to normal again. She was finally able to breathe properly again, well as properly as she can. He could see the undying amount of questions burning inside her eyes, and once again he ignored them. This wasn’t the time to answer any questions. He didn’t even mean to show her that side of him, but as he had spoken those words some harsh images of her being pinned down naked by another man forced his beast to the front of his mind, and his eyes had already transformed before he knew it.
"Now, Snow-white, Spread those thighs apart for me." He instructed, but she was still frozen still, her eyes boring into his tremendously.
He thought she was still too stunned to speak, but she replied a second later without any hesitation, "No!" She exclaimed.
Aragon’s brows furrowed, "No?" He arched a brow in question too.
"Exactly, No." She fisted her hands till her knuckles hurt.
"Hazel, Didn’t you mother..."
It took so much to keep her hands to herself, "Don’t you ever bring her into this, ever again!" She warned, spitting acid into his eyes. He could already feel the temperature around them lowering as cold blasted out of her skin, all directed towards him, "DON’T YOU DARE!!"
He all but smirked again, and her chest stung badly, "Then you shouldn’t have told me she was your weakness right from the start. Your mother asked you to watch your husband sleep because he was most vulnerable during those times?" Aragon chuckled dryly, "Of course, it was so easy to figure out right there that she was your kryptonite. She must have told you to obey your husband right? But unfortunately, she has a very stubborn daughter whom most of the time keeps on doing what she wants. Her daughter can’t even..."
He paused when she abruptly threw her legs open.
"Yes Olive, you’re right about most of the things you just said. Sadly though, you’re wrong about the most important part of it all."
He creased his brows.
"You wanna know what you were wrong about?" Raziah’s eyes danced venomously, and she could almost feel her lips curving to smirk back at him, "Well you’re gonna have to find out yourself, Oh great King of Erandell,"
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