The Devil's Warrior Queen -
Chapter 142: Searing Hot Lips
Chapter 142: Searing Hot Lips
"That’s...Death would have been much better rather than been trapped in desolate darkness for a thousand years or more." She said, a flicker of pity flashing across her eyes as she sighed drearily.
He scoffed "She’s not worth your pity, no doubt she’d kill you without blinking an eyelid."
"Right, I’ll remember that if she ever escapes, after all I’m the wife and mate of the person who had imprisoned her for a thousand years." She reasoned out.
"Even if she escapes, which is preposterous and the most likable thing never to happen, she won’t be able to hurt you, not when I’m right here, love." He said with a low slithering voice as he brushed her cheeks with the back of his fingers, then he leaned in on the nook of her neck, inhaling her rosy fragrance.
His hot breath grazed her cold skin as he planted a firm kiss on her neck, his hand slipping round her waist as he pulled her to himself with a possessive firm grip, making her softness melt into his hardness.
His thick black hair fell over her shoulders, skimming over her skin like silky waterfall, while his kisses trailed from her neck upward to her cheeks, making it flush red the moment his luscious lips came in contact with her skin.
It felt as though a blazing heat engulfed her body. With his lips on her skin and his hot breath fanning her, every inch of her body felt awakened to a fiery desirous flame only he could elicit, it was a flame she couldn’t resist, a flame that burned, yet beguiled one.
His lips found hers, finally melting into her soft ones. Hungrily, she kissed him back as she wound her hands around his strong neck, arms resting on his broad, firm shoulders.
She could feel the intensity of his rippling muscles as he moved, kissing her with the same fervor and longing. Their lips melting into the deliciousness of each other’s delectable lips.
A moan escaped her lips amidst the kiss, the collision of his searing hot lips into hers made her melt like jelly into his warm embrace. His lips skillfully parted her lips as he invaded the insides of her warm mouth, his pace increasing as he stroked his lips against hers, savouring her heavenly taste.
She caressed his strong back covered with hard muscles, the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips felt like scalding lava scorching beneath his skin and desires coursing through his veins.
Her hands traced over his body, fingers running over his muscular arms, feeling the hardness of his biceps as they flexed with a rippling power infused in them.
She heard a suppressed growl reverberate beneath his breath and in the next second, he carried her off her feet, making her set on a straddling position on his body, legs clamped around his firm torso, their breaths ragged and intense with passion, even the very air felt as though it had been infused with forbidden desires as it mingled with the darkness in the room like an unforeseen presence.
The air was sated with the aroma of lascivious longings and lustful cravings, hovering above them like a forbidden lecherous sentinel.
He groped her bottom with a firm grip, a moan forcefully rolled off her lips at his vigorous action. He pressed her back against the cold wall, but the heat emanating from his body made everything feel hot, seductively hot.
He caressed her slender legs wrapped around his waist, trailing upward to the expanse of her trembling thighs that he massaged firmly, his hands tracing her skin beneath her silky gown as he went upward for his burning hot skin to graze hers, leaving her cold ones awakened with a searing hotness.
He sucked and nibbled on her lips as he stroked his luscious ones against hers, warm tongues intertwining into perfect symphony as if her very soul was consumed by the burning flames of passion.
Her lips were soft and pliant, while his were firm and commanding, as if he sought to possess her whole being with the kiss. It was a heady blend of sweet longing and fiery passion, an elixir of a forbidden sin.
Groping her waist with their lips still locked, their ragged breaths fanning each other’s faces and skin burning with lust, he moved his hips forward, his erect dick grinding against her wet chambers as their hips entangled. The only obstruction in the way of the lustful couple were their frail wears, his loose pants and her nightgown acting as a barrier against their burning flesh to collide.
A strained moan left her lips as she trembled under the collision of his dick grinding against her wet chambers with the garments in their way. Her mind turned erratic with his intensifying pace as he thrust his hips into hers, mindless moans rolling from her lips as her sense of embarassment and rationality waned into dust.
She could feel his body trembling above her, his skin burned like an erupting volcano as he moved his hips skillfully, every collision sending a spur of electric waves coursing through her veins as she trembled beneath him, back arching subconsciously for more, yes she wanted more and at the moment, all thoughts of making him suffer dissipated into thin air.
Draco’s skin burned with an unnerving flame that ate through his skin like acid, his sense of rationality lost to the dark pleasure that crammed his mind, his demons gnawing within him to devour her right then and there.
His body trembled with a salacious yet predatory desire as his dick collided against her wet chambers beneath her frail gown which was already soaked with love juice. She arched her back, pressing her body into his closer, she was aroused and ready to willingly give herself to him.
He was well aware her resolve to resist him wouldn’t last a day if he were to seduce her, but the problem wasn’t her, the problem was him, his dark sides, and his uncanny demons.
His veins scorched with a fire that seemed to consume him whole, symphony of their ragged breaths and moans sating the air in the room, the world turning insignificant, their focus solely on each other.
His hand trembled as he grasped the front of her frail gown and without warning, ripped it apart to reveal her naked chest with delectable twin peaks seated atop it, waiting to be devoured by his hand and mouth.
His crimson eyes burned with hellish flames as he groped her full, supple breasts, fondling them with firm attentive grasps, before swallowing one hard nipple in his mouth, paying utmost attention to them.
He growled louder than before as if the flames of hell were scorching through his veins, his relentless demons clawing within him to have her and devour her whole.
His hands trembled as he unzipped his pants, blood rushing down to his groin area as his dick twitched with unsettlement and ravenous hunger to fill her insides.
She waited with bated breath and lustful anticipation for him to fill her insides as she watched him proceed to unzip, but then he stopped abruptly, carried her off him and then moved back away from her as if she was the plague.
Confusion flickered through her gaze, as their eyes locked in a hypnotic gaze, his smoldering gaze meeting the depths of her soul, a longing hunger in her eyes meeting his crimsone ember ones filled with inner turmoil.
His face twisted into a grim look as his jaws ticked and his fists tightened as he sought control over himself, his willpower to resist her waned but the thought of protecting her overpowered him.
Clutching her torn dress together to conceal her naked breasts, she took trembling steps toward him, but then he moved back into the shadows, his form almost being concealed by it as if reminding her where he was birthed from.
"What’s wrong?" She queried with a quivering voice, genuine worry etched on her face as her brows furrowed.
She would have cursed at him calling him an ungrateful bastard for running away when she was about to willingly give herself to him, but she realized something was undeniably wrong with him.
"Nothing, go to bed." He said with a strained dark growl, his breath raggedly heavy, but she knew it wasn’t because of their early activity, it was something else, something dark and suppressed.
"I’m not stupid, something is obviously wrong with you, what is it?" She insisted, not caring that he looked like a panther about to devour it’s target as she took hurried steps towards him, grabbing his arm before he could escape.
"Rama." He called, his voice heavy with caution.
"Let go, you don’t want to be this close to me." He muttered in a dark growl under his breath, his crimson eyes gleaming with an otherwordly darkness.
Those siren crimson ember eyes were a reflection of his very essence, a bewitching blend of beauty and danger that dared her to surrender to their mesmerizing spell, knowing full well the price of such surrender, but at that moment, the danger swirling within the depths of his gaze snuffed out the beauty in them, leaving only the menacing gaze of a predatory demon.
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