FALLEN ANGEL: MARRIED TO THE DEMON KING
Chapter 64: THE NO LONGER ANGRY DEMON QUEEN (3)

Chapter 64: THE NO LONGER ANGRY DEMON QUEEN (3)

She shuddered against him, tugging at the shadowy ropes that bound her as pleasure overcame her. "So good." He murmured against her as he plunged his fingers into her, and sucked on her clit.

It felt incredible and she was already so close to cumming. She wanted to grind herself against his fingers, but as if sensing that she would do something of the sort, another shadowy rope wound around her waist, pressing her onto the table.

Her fingers pressed tightly against her palm, the nails digging into her skin, though not enough to draw blood. He continued to work on her clit, as she struggled to even breathe through it all.

One of his hands, the one that was not thrusting into her over and over, was gripping tightly against her thigh to spread her as wide as she could.

Just when she was going to cum, he pulled his head away, although his fingers continued to gently push in and out of her. Arella gasped, trying to catch her breath. Although she had yet to cum, her entire body felt like she was on fire, and just his fingers inside her felt electrifying.

She could feel his gaze on her, as she caught her breath, "why won’t you let me cum." Her voice sounded closer to a whine than anything.

He chuckled, the voice reverberating through her veins, as he pulled his fingers out of her. She had been foolish to even entertain the thought of putting this demon to his knees through pleasure for even a second. He always had her in the palm of her hand whenever it came to the bedroom, and made her feel as if it was her first time experiencing pleasure every time.

"I want you to cum with me inside you," he was standing between her legs a moment later, "I want us to cum together my queen." He pulled her against him, the restraints letting loose just enough for her ass to get very close to the edge of the table.

Her pulse pounded hard in her veins, and her brain became increasingly lust-drugged as the thought of him inside her immediately consumed her.

King Varziel pulled down the sleeve of her dress before bending at the waist to place a kiss on her shoulder. His teeth sunk to her neck, and although it would leave more marks on her skin, Arella wanted him to bite her more.

She tugged on the restraints, wanting to at the very least sink her fingers into his hair. King Varziel lazily looked up from her neck, and waved a finger causing the restraints to tighten. "No, my queen, let me have this moment," he kissed and bit down her neck, moving down to her breast, pulling the cloth out of his was in the process.

It was as if Arella’s entire body was on fire, and when he finally pushed his body down against hers, until their hips were joined and his cock rested against her pussy, she was more than ready to combust.

He leaned up to kiss her, his mouth moving lightly against hers. "I guess you must like this just as much as I do," he muttered against her lips, "having sex outside our sleeping chambers I mean." As he spoke, she could feel him fit the head of his cock against her, giving a gently push in the process.

Her heart started to pound harder, "that’s not..." Arella’s words were drowned by the gasp she let out as he inched into her deeper, going slow, as if he was treasuring this moment.

"It’s not what...? You have to use your words for me, Arella." He finally bottomed out, and moved them. Now standing upright, he let the restraints over her legs fall as he crossed her legs together and rested the heel of each one on his shoulders. As such, her left heel rested on his left shoulder and her right on his right shoulder.

He thrusted into her shallowly, as he ensured she was comfortable. Arella was not sure what was worse, the slow torturous pace he was moving with, or the orgasm that was bubbling in her. Then, after ensuring that she would not fall off the table, he pounded into her with a quick brutal stroke.

Arella cried out, as a million sensations rocketed through her. The feeling of his cock dragging against her inner walls, and the position he had placed them in, was enough to make her feel ready to go insane.

The feeling was incredible.

"That’s it Arella, come undone for me." He growled low in his throat, the sound nearly lost with how much noise she was making herself.

His movements were a steady but rapid and rough rhythm of thrusts. He was moving so quickly that it was hard for Arella to even try to keep up with his movements. He hammered into her, pumping so hard that the table shook with the force, and some papers and scrolls fell onto the floor.

Arella, who was tied to the table, did not even budge from where she had been tied. More like she could not budge even if she wanted to.

Not that she cared though, seeing as the way he was moving against her felt absolutely incredible. Her mouth hung slightly open in a permanent whimper and she was unable to form a coherent thought. There was too much pleasure going through her body and it was only moments before her orgasm finally burst through her.

She cried out, her pussy clenching around his length as her body tightened with her orgasm. It felt like stars exploded behind her eye as she continued to cum due to his continuous thrusts.

Then, she felt him coming once more, with her this time and he let go of her legs to grip onto the edge of the table, obviously to steady himself. His body shuddered over hers even as he pumped into her. She went to tug at her restraints, only to realize that she had been released at some point. She lowered her legs, wrapping them around her waist then raised her hands, winding them around his neck to pull his body down over hers.

She clung to him like a koala, with his face buried in her neck, where he took a bite out of the skin.

If he had continued to thrust, she was sure that she would have continued to cum. Not that she would have minded seeing as she loved the pleasure he gave her.

However, she was absolutely spent.

She closed her eyes, loosing herself in the sensation of his teeth sunk into her neck. It was painful, but it also felt good, so she did not push him away and instead ran her free arms down his clothed back.

"Your Highness." She finally said, after catching her breath, "Am I your mate?"

King Varziel froze beneath her, and he even stopped nibbling at her neck. However, he did not pull his face up from her neck. Arella giggled. Why did it feel as if he thought that hiding his face would make her retract her question.

He was very cute.

"I do hope you know that even if you hide, I will not retract my question." She pinched the side of his stomach, and he yowled, but did not move.

"Do I have to answer?" He asked, as he moved his hips.

He was already hard a third time.

Arella moaned, the feeling of him inside her causing pleasure to skyrocket through her once more. "No." she tugged at his hair, "let me breathe."

King Varziel stopped his thrusting but went back to nibbling at the juncture where her neck and shoulder met, "You do not have to answer me," Arella said finally, "but I would appreciate it if you did."

He sighed, rubbing his cheek against her skin like a dog would. Arella loosened her grip on his hair and began to pet him instead.

A sound of pure bliss came from the back of his throat, and he lowered his head to give her more access to his hair. "I did not think you would figure it out so very quickly. From what I know, angels do not have mates." He finally answered her question.

Arella did not mention the fact that it was her brother who had informed her of it. "I mean, what other reason would there be for you to get so attached to me so quickly?"

"Perhaps I am just as smart as Echo," he thrusted again, "how could I not fall for your beauty at first sight."

Arella tugged at his hair, "I said stop moving."

"Sorry. Shall I get out instead?" he begun to pull out.

Arella dug her heels into his back, pushing him back in, "I didn’t say you could do that either." The feeling of him getting harder inside her caused that familiar feeling of want to bubble up inside her. However, they really needed to talk first.

"Oh, so if you really did fall for me at first sight, would that have been before or after our wedding."

"If I answer that question, I will have to spill everything here my queen. It hardly seems fair." She could feel his lips pouting against her neck.

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