NIGHTS OF HALLOW
Chapter 224: Flames of Desire

Chapter 224: Flames of Desire

Perdita could feel her heart rapidly beat in her chest as she placed her palm on Sthena’s chest. She hadn’t done this before, and the thought alone daunted her, but this was Sthena, the man who had taken every piece of her shred by shred.

She could feel his heartbeat thudding in his chest against her palm just like how hers did. Moving her palm downward, feeling the expanse of his chest down to his abs that felt so sweet and smooth to touch. She looked up at him, feeling his gaze trained on her, his eyes husky with the undeniable look of need in his eyes.

Sthena surprised her by pulling her against his chest, the front of her body pressed against his. He didn’t wait for her to speak and captured her lips in his, unsatisfied with the last kiss.

This time, it wasn’t just a slow kiss, it was demanding as he sucked her lips until they were tender. His hands went to her bottom, clasping them as he carried her, leading them towards the bed. With ease, he laid her on the bed, his hands moving to her dress to pull it downwards until her breasts were bare before his eyes.

Sthena’s lips moved downward, kissing and sucking all over her skin tenderly. Getting to her neck, he sucked on it, eliciting a cry from Perdita’s lips. He brushed his palm on one of her breasts, making her shudder at the sensation as he cupped it into his palm feeling the softness and how it fit into his palm.

Still sucking on her neck, he used his thumb to rub the tip of her breasts, squeezing with right of pressure to have her squirm under him, her eyes closed from the sensation.

Replacing his hands, his mouth covered the tip of her breast, the other hand paying equal attention to the other breast.

Perdita’s eyes snapped open when she felt the warmth of Sthena’s lips on her breasts, her eyes muddled with all the sensation consuming her. Just in time, as if noticing her gaze, Sthena’s eyes opened and stared back at her.

The heated gaze of Sthena coupled with the sensation of his mouth sucking on her breasts brought an incredible surge of heat that pulled between her legs she squeezed shut.

"Ah," Perdita’s loud cry echoed in the room, her breath coming in breathless pants when Sthena grazed his fangs on her breast. He licked it, soothing it with his tongue as he went to the other breast giving it the same suck and lick.

Perdita’s hands gripped the sheets, her eyes partly closed and partly opened, while that of Sthena stared at her. Drank in every look that crossed her face, noticed every movement of her body at the tug of his lips.

"Look at me, Love," Sthena whispered, his voice hoarse with need.

It was hard to look at him and worst not to look, Perdita felt herself trapped in the turmoil. The look on Sthena’s face seemed as though he would gobble her whole, while on the other hand, she felt she would lose herself completely, and that was what he was bent on achieving as his hand made their way to her legs.

Sthena took her leg, kissing both her feet, the kiss traveled up her thighs and he stopped when he got to where her undergarments were. His gaze went up to her gently, the love and admiration swirling in his eyes and every action of his.

By now, Perdita could swear Sthena was torturing her. His slow deliberate movements and—"Ah," Perdita gasped, her eyes rolling back as she bit her lower lip when Sthena’s hand slipped into her dress and placed it on her inner core, her undergarments however separated his hand from directly touching her.

"So wet," Sthena murmured and he brought his hand up to his nose, "And smells so heavenly," And to Perdita’s mortification, he put his finger into his mouth tasting her as he watched her.

Perdita’s face burned as heat rushed up to her face, her legs instinctively closing which Sthena wasn’t having as his hand shot up and held both legs apart.

He took her by the hand and pulled her to himself, sitting her on his lap with her legs on either side of him.

Perdita’s eyes widened when she felt something hard pressed against her clit, turning her on more than she was already. She heard Sthena speak against her skin he kissed, "You are not the only one burning with desire. I am too and I don’t know who the flame is going to consume between the both of us."

Sthena kissed her lips, deliberately slow, his tongue not having mercy on her while his hand went in between her legs again, pulling her undergarment down.

He gently laid her on the bed once more, her mind reeling from the kiss and his hand slipped to her core, teasing the lips open.

Perdita moaned against his lips, her body shuddering in his arms as the new feeling consumed her. Everything seemed to blur around her, the world spinning in her eyes as the only thing that mattered was the man who handled her like she was the most precious thing in the world.

"S—sthena," Perdita cried out as he slipped one finger in, a tinge of pain shooting up but was replaced with the incredible pleasure that came when he started moving his finger in and out of her.

"Yes, darling?" Sthena replied a teasing smile on his face that was devilishly handsome under the few candles that burned in the room. "Do you like it? Hm?"

Sthena’s words came faint as all she could feel was his finger inside her, her body burning with desire. "Say it, love, I want to hear it from your lips."

"Y—yes," Perdita managed to voice out, her grip on the sheets tightening when Sthena’s finger thrust deeper into her. A loud moan followed suit as Sthena doubled another finger inside her.

"Do you want more?" Sthena continued to question, his voice smooth and deep as it reached her ears. His hands slowed down when Perdita didn’t answer and her eyes opened, dilated and hazy. "Do you?"

"Y—yes," Perdita nodded greedy for more as all rationality left her where she was helpless in Sthena’s ministration on her.

"Say it," Sthena uttered and he brought his hand to his lips again, licking her juice off his fingers. "Say, I want more,"

Without missing a heartbeat even though her heart drummed in her chest, she said, "I want more, Sthena." And he smiled, his eyes crinkling with something devilish and loving at the same time.

Perdita saw him lower himself, wondering what he was going to do, and then she felt it, his warm tongue lapping on her clit, taking a lick he dragged that coaxed another loud moan from her lips.