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.