The Devil's Warrior Queen
Chapter 165: Ocean Of Lust

Chapter 165: Ocean Of Lust

The water rippled softly as she moved toward him, he squirmed in unease in his position as she neared, his body movements strained.

Then, she stopped moving just a few inches away from him as she leaned back on the edge of the tub, flaming eyes locked on her every movement, his slithering desirous eyes conveyed a profound impact on her body more than his touch.

"Ah, what do you think you’re doing Rama?" He grunted in a strained voice as he pinched between his thick brows.

"Taking a bath with my husband or is it forbidden now?" She queried innocently with doe eyes.

He stared at her for a long moment, but she was unable to decipher what was running through his head until she heard a halfhearted chuckle roll off his lips, dry and unhearty like his father’s.

"I understand you’re resisting to protect me which I find downright, completely and utterly annoying." She groaned in displeasure with rolling eyes before she continued "But I’ll look up to your wishes and wait till you tackle your demons in control." She said with a crooked smile.

"The feisty princess I know wouldn’t give up so easily, it smells like a trap." He spouted out immediately with a cautious look on his face.

"Oh, of course it’s not!" She scoffed.

"If that’s the case why are you here? I doubt you’ll survive from lack of my touch for even a second." He stated with confidence and a disbelieving smirk crossing his lips.

"Well...we don’t have to go the whole way, we can touch can’t we?" She reasoned out with a fathomable spark in her eyes.

He snorted out a chuckle, entertained by her idea "Not such a bad idea but things could go amiss."

"Nothing will go wrong, I promise. If I sense even the slightest change of event I’ll make sure to snap you back to your rational senses immediately." She insisted with a valid point.

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully while peering his narrowed gaze at her "You might be the one who needs to be snapped back to reality, you easily get distracted when I touch you." He pointed out with a half curved grin revealing one side of his gleaming fangs.

"That is definitely not true, besides, getting used to being snapped back while we’re.... touching might help with your self control, you could adopt it and use it to tame your demons." She implied, her points validated by the thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

"It seems reasonable, you have a knack for enticing someone into doing your will feisty princess." He said with a sheepish grin as he stood straight from his leaning position and then started approaching her.

He was tall, so tall that when he stood to his full height in the tub, the water stopped at his strong thighs, every other glorious naked inch of him revealed to her sight.

Swallowing hard, her gaze dropped lower from his flawlessly carved upper body to steal a quickly glance of the fiery dragon dangling between his legs, but then instead of a quick glance, her brain betrayed her as it malfunctioned the moment her eyes grazed it.

Salivating mindlessly, she was still yet to tear her gaze away from the magnificent dragon adorning between his muscular legs, the dragon she yearned to enter her. It seemed so close yet so far out of reach.

His movements in the water were agile yet sensual, as if inviting her into a dark dance of desires, his wet, dark hair swayed behind his powerful frame, a few tendrils clinging to his neck and face, he looked nothing less than the god of seduction, flaunting his perfection.

Her breath hitched with anticipation when he neared her, unwavering lustful eyes darting between his chiseled body and face, she wanted to roam her hands everywhere, caress him everywhere and feel his hardness and hotness beneath her fingertips.

In her state of being dazed by this mindless beauty in front of her, she felt his grip on her waist as he tilted her chin up for her eyes to meet his, her lips were slightly parted and she saw his eyes flicker past them before planting his lips on hers.

His lips hot like the warmth of the sun rubbed against hers, the kiss was quick yet firm and delicious as within a beat, their tongues entwined as he sucked and nibbled on her soft pliant lips before breaking the kiss.

She wrapped her arms around his strong neck as she pressed her naked soft body against his hard one. Symphonies of their collision elicited a dangerous spark as she straddled him, wrapping her legs around his strong torso and pressing her lips against his again.

She could feel his hardened dick grinding against her wet entrance as she straddled him, driving her to secrete love juice on it, making it glisten and he hardened even more.

He cupped her perfectly sculpted bottom, massaging it firmly as he made her back lean against the edge of the tub. The strong urge to drive his dick into her as their sensitive skins rubbed against each other pricked his skin, there was nothing holding him back, no clothes, he could just fuck her right there and then, satiate his primal bestial urges and get over with this torture.

Although in the next second, he didn’t let himself think anymore as he immediately carried her off his body, leaving her with yet again a disappointed but not a surprised look.

"You promised to snap me back to rationality, yet I’m the one doing that." He said with a slightly heedful countenance.

"I would have, but we’re not done yet, are we?" She whispered as she pushed him for his back to press against the edge, her voice a seductive harmony that resonated in his mind and numbed his senses.

Her eyes gleamed with an alluring hypnotic swirl that seemed to entrap him, his fangs elongated as his arousal heightened and his crimson eyes burned with a shade of the fiery golden sun, whirlpools of passions reeling within it.

Her hands traveled from his chest downward while she slowly squatted down to be on her knees, the water stopping just below her shoulders as she knelt inside the tub in front of him.

Clasping her slender fingers around his erect dick, she rubbed on it back and forth, feeling the elastic firmness in the grasp of her hands while his pleased groans sated the air.

Uncertain, yet she acted so confident as if she had a highly experienced idea of what she was doing. She had heard vulgar stories from her former friends on their experiences, so she utilized the vulgar knowledge she gained from them.

Replacing her hands with her mouth, she gulped slightly nervously under the intense gaze of his eyes on her, watching her every action and step she took in anticipation and a whiff of stupefaction masked over his countenance at her brave move.

She wished he would close his eyes, his gaze was intimidating and making her slightly skittish but his unwavering gaze was fixated on her firmly, silence hanging in the air as he watched her while waiting to proceed.

Aware he wasn’t going to shut his eyes closed anytime soon, she merely avoided his gaze as she hovered her mouth above the tip of his dick, inwardly contemplating on how he was going to fit.

She wondered if she was doing the wrong thing but then again, she had heard whispers from the maids when they didn’t know she was listening. She had heard of their late night rendezvous with their lovers in the dark acloves of the castle.

She was definitely on the right track, she comforted her inexperienced self.

Swiping her wet tongue over his dick from the base to the tip, his skin tingled with arousal.

"The tip is the most sensitive spot." She remembered her friends say during their vulgar discussions, she couldn’t help but wonder why it had still stuck to her head but she was thankful for her lengthy memories.

Gaining confidence, she drove the tip into her mouth and sucked on it slightly, she could feel his body shudder as she sucked on it firmly before driving half of his length into her mouth, the moment he went into her warm mouth, a low growl left his lips.

Using her hands, she stroked the base of his dick while her free hand gently caressed his balls, as she bobbed her head up and down his fiery monster, pushing and pulling him out of her mouth while she sucked on it like the tastiest lollipop she had ever tasted.

His back arched, his toes curled and his eyes closed in cell electrifying pleasure as she stroked and sucked on his hard dick with intensifying pace and pressure.

"Ahh Rama." He moaned her name with a deep, husky strained voice sufficed with arousal, drowning in an ocean of lust.