Love Agreement With The King

[smut alert, don't read if uncomfortable]

John's tongue softly rubbed on her clit and Roselyn jolted when she felt an odd freshness and a shiver running through her body. In a quake a of pleasure she moaned once again. His tongue pressed gently on her weak point just to stir into a circular motion.

Roselyn's grip on the bed tightened when her legs began to tremble more and she widened her legs as she soaked the pleasure. As John tasted more of her the wetness outside of her core intensified and John's eyes lit up at the sight, "I see you're enjoying my work, aren't you?"

Rather than a question it sounded like a proud statement.

John didn't like to be left hanging, even if Roselyn was focusing all her energies otherwise in the attempt to fully enjoy the pleasure and try not to give up to that sensation too early.

John rubbed with his fingers her lips and parted them open to allow him the access to the internal flexure. He ran his tongue through her folds making her whimper as she gripped strongly onto the bed. Her back arched and with a pleading voice she moaned out, "keep going."

Goosebumps blew over her legs and she felt tingling running through her legs, it was like her body became absorbed in passion and desire. She wondered why she didn't do it earlier as it was the most delightful thing she had ever done.

Each emotion was amplified and her senses became so acute that she could hear them both breathe hastily synchronically. What had she done to deserve him to give her all that pleasure?

John's tongue now moved rapidly through all the surface focusing on the zone her body was reacting better just to slow down when his tongue trod over her folds once again reaching her clit. Enjoying how she was responding to his touch, John uncosciously relieved his fangs.

John's eyes reddened as his pupil's widened, he had never loved to please a woman as much as he was doing now with her. It was like each movement she took was an elation and a motivation to keep going. Each moan she exhaled was like melody to his ears.

Roselyn's intimacy's lips were swallowed but his tongue wasn't giving them peace and Roselyn turned her head over as she kept writhing trying to hold back moans worried to be heard by the maids.

Roselyn painted as she was reaching her climax, her breath hitched when he went to tease around her core with his sharp fangs. It was like a ticklie of relief. She felt like she was in the heaven of pleasure until all in a sudden, he stopped. John waited for her to open her eyes and when she looked down to him, he ordered, "look at me." John's voice was modulated when he commanded. Roselyn didn't complain but listened to his order just to have him restart over his work once again.

John smiled, he kissed her inner thighs while he kept the eye contact with her. Roselyn tried her best not to arch her back and do just like he commanded. John smirked, and his hands went to grab her bottom, as he lifted her lower body to pepper kisses all around her hips.

From kissing her hips he moved toward her thighs. His fags slightly scratched her smooth inner thighs but the emphasis in her body allowed her to endure the harm. She would let him do anything to her just to have him make her feel like that again and again for the rest of her life.

John finally interrupted her suffer as she was forcing herself not to move and stare at him as he requested. He complimented her in a softly spoken voice. "Good girl." His eyes flashed into an intense red.

As a reward he bent over once again and reworked his way on her intimacy visiting her unexplored land. Shivers ran through her legs and when she couldn't take it anymore she moaned out aloud. John pressed his tongue flat against her entrance, the fold became red as his fangs went to brush through her delicated soft skin.

For few seconds she feared he may lose control and scratch her or bit her as he warned her earlier. But soon enough that feeling faded to welcome the excitment and euphoria that concern involved.

Roselyn's eyes rolled up, all her muscles were contracted. "Come for me, my Queen." He ordered in a suave voice.

Roselyn gripped onto the bed when the tension on her legs reached her limbs, the tips of her toes started to vibrate humming with electricity. The sensation that enveloped her core now reached her stomach like an electric stroke.

Roselyn reached her peak before she finally exhaled releasing the warm invigorating release. Her muscles from being tightened finally loosen up just to be wrapped by a pleasuring full release of tension and stress. She had never felt more relaxed before, it was like if she was wrapped in peace. She could still feel her legs lightly shaking and her feet tingling.

Could that sensation last forever?

John smiled, and Roselyn managed to catch her breath, just after she giggled.

"Wow." As soon as she exclaimed her cheeks blushed with embarassment.

John grinned proudly, as he climbed over her. His lips were wet of a weird sustance but just like if it was his loved wine he licked it clean.

Roselyn's eyes widened wondering what it was. But she didn't dare to ask as something was telling her she would regret it after she heard the answer.

Roselyn shily pulled down her dress, and leaned closer to him as she looked at him and smiled before taking a long sigh of breath.

"Alright, can we do it again?" She asked with a pleading look on her face.