Raziah would have laughed if she was a humorous kind of person. Their position right now had to be the most ridiculous kind ever. A wife, out of breath, crawling towards the door just to escape her husband and his burning touch, while her husband easily catches up to her and has now languidly sat down on her back comfortably, halting her movements.
"Did you just...try to escape?"
She shook her head at him, "I was just stretching." God, just how much more embarrassing could this get?
He chuckled behind her again, and she gritted her teeth as shame washed over her, "Stretching you say? You didn’t have to crawl all the way here. I was just about to stretch your insides on the bed real hard and fast." She felt his weight transferring to her arms as he bent over to see her face, and it was pure torment keeping her face expressionless.
"Oh I see," Raziah only nodded, but she was flipping over on the inside. What does he mean by that?! He can’t be serious!
Next thing she knew he had done that insanely quick movement of his. She was back on the bed before she knew it, and the look in his eyes was enough confirmation that the man had ran out of patience, and was on the verge of madness. When he climbed upon the bed ever so calmly with his hunger pouring into her eyes, she got the urge again to jump down and try her luck at escaping. Her heart was beating too fast, her breath had ran off somewhere, and there wasn’t a single part of her that wasn’t alerted.
He suddenly pulled on her legs, and she gasped when she fell back on the bed with her legs wide open. It didn’t matter if she was still putting on her panties because right now she felt completely naked under his gaze. Then, he gently pulled it away from her, tossing the underwear somewhere far away where no one could reach it.
Where she couldn’t reach it, and Raziah swallowed.
Now she was completely bare from head to toe, and his eyes trailed down to her lips, over to her neck, collarbones, lower and lower till he got to her honey pot that couldn’t stop leaking. Raziah had never felt anything like it before. He was only staring at her, and the effect of his eyes on her was putting her on the very edge once again. It was like all the heat from his body had been transferred right there, and the throbbing sensation had tripled...and just kept building the longer he stared at her.
"Raziah..." He called her name in a whisper.
"Yes?"
"Have any man ever seen you like this before? Any man at all." He looked so damn dangerous at that moment that she felt like grabbing the pillow and placing it between them for safety from him.
Raziah slowly shook her head, "No one, except you." She whispered back.
The anger was gone, replaced with the undying hunger again, "We better keep it that way. Did I tell you that I’m about to devour all of this?" He uttered in a purr, and before she could make her next move, his head was already between her legs and Raziah didn’t know when she screamed like heaven and hell had descended upon her. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Everything around her burst into flames, and it had to be too good to be true. She had to have been transported from her world to another because such raw thrilling pleasure shouldn’t exist but here it was, right in front of her in form of Aragon latching on her right there. There was no way she could keep herself in one place now. Her moans had become more intense, and louder than before. She dearly wished she could be quiet, but her body wasn’t listening to her anymore.
Aragon gave every part his utmost attention. He licked and swallowed every sweet liquid that dripped out of her, and it even tasted heavenly, like his own private wine. No, even better than wine. A type of special honey that own erupts out of her whenever she becomes this beautiful turned-on woman that was currently pulling on his hair.
He couldn’t decide whether she was trying to push him away or pull him closer. He licked up her thighs and sucked hard over everything his tongue could find. He didn’t forget to add little bites that would send her shuddering like her body couldn’t be contained anymore. When he found the little nub again and gave it its own firm bite with his sharp teeth, followed by a hard latch at the end... Raziah burned all through. He couldn’t count how many times she had scattered into pieces since his mouth found her, and he couldn’t wait to see how many times she would.
"Olive..." She struggled hard to breathe, her eyes red from pleasure as she pulled hard on his hair, "Oh...Oh Dear lord... Don’t...stop...!" She curled and uncurled multiple times till he smirked against her.
"You don’t want me to stop?" He teased, and she bucked once again. Even his breath from when he speaks was pushing her. And then, he suddenly stabbed his tongue inside of her. He had felt it before the last time he had fingered her that she was extremely tight, but the way she also gripped her walls against his long tongue was fucking driving him crazy. He couldn’t wait for those same walls to milk his member too.
"Hazel, I can’t wait...oh, why did you also have to taste far better than I could have ever imagined? Don’t you know that a pussy like yours can drive even a man like me crazy? Hm? Was that what you were aiming for right from the start? To have me trapped right here? Have me enjoying every slippery taste down my throat? Have me abusing and tormenting and dragging my hungry tongue over this perfect pus*y of yours?" He rumbled deep down from his throat, making Raziah flush even harder.
He just had to be a dirty talker.
He licked her thoroughly, feeling the thick warmness, and softness of her walls. The cuddles it brought to his tongue, and how insanely hot it was that she had stopped trying to run away and had raised her hips a little high to meet his thrust. Raziah panted hard, gasping with every force of his tongue with the aim to get her crashing down again.
She was on the very edge now, dying to reach that peak. She was crazy for every moment, and wouldn’t mind getting more of it. She had become this woman she never knew lived in her, and all thoughts evaporated from her head when suddenly he bit down on her nub again, this time harder that the last till she was sure that he must have injured her with that. It was extremely painful, causing her to try and jiggle her legs away from him... but the beast wasn’t letting her go.
What had suddenly come over him?
"Stop...!" She cried out this time, pushing her head away from him as the bite got even harder, causing her legs to tremble painfully, "Olive!" She called out to him, "Your Majesty!!"
Then, he glanced up at her. It was Crazy how his dark eyes were able to make her heart stop, and even crazier how her whole body would pause when his eyes change color. She couldn’t understand the hell that was going on with him. The first time, his eyes had been totally overshadowed into a red sea, and now only half of each iris had taken a red animalistic turn. Due to her pulling on his hair, so many locks had fallen over his face and she felt more naked than she’s ever been under his hawk gaze that kept gauging her expression.
"Are you alright?" She mumbled to him, but he just kept on staring at her. What the hell was going on? Why was everywhere so quiet?
"Olive, do you..."
Her breath got stuck in her throat when he suddenly pulled up to meet her face. She fell back on the bed, eyes wide. The man kept blinking as if he was trying to make his eyes turn back to their normal color like he did the last time, but this one wasn’t going away on his will.
A second later, his length was against her entrance and Raziah’s eyes flew wider. She needed to think fast. Anything to stop him from doing this to her. God, she had to think fast and hard. She was sure he wasn’t gonna listen to a word she says, and she couldn’t run away because he would only bring her back.
"Calm down," She croaked out, biting her lips, "Don’t..."
And she was filled up the very next second. Her walls stretched badly to accommodate his wide girth, and she heard his guttural groan that came with that thrust all the way, filling her up to the brim. To Aragon, it peaked his pleasure and he felt himself shooting off everything inside of her. His Eyes shone bright delivish red as he breathed heavily over her, only to come back to his senses and find out that she hadn’t groaned or gasped as he had expected her to.
Her eyes were open, just looking up at the ceiling without a blink. Her flushing cheeks had changed back to the pale skin color he knew of, and she was heavily convulsing beneath him. But...not from pleasure...and neither from the pain that accompanied it.
She was quaking from something else because the color in her eyes were completely gone. Her eyes had turned...white.
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