Chapter 138: Dream of Pleasure** (Part Four)
The moon shone brightly in the night sky but on the land, or more like in water, it was being challenged by the little pavilion standing next to a peach blossom tree in the middle of the lake.
Bright red, orange, and yellow embers were surrounding the structure along with a powerful silver light that peaked through the blinds that were hanging from the roof of the pavilion, blowing in the wind but still keeping those inside the pavilion hidden from prying eyes.
The fire element and that mysterious silver light were floating together around the pavilion, just like the two persons who were in the midst of becoming one inside that very pavilion.
Annalise’s moans filled the air as her body was on fire because of the man who was showing her just how incredibly he could make her all weak and mushy.
Kenric gave a last long flick across her nipple that he had been worshipping with his mouth for a while by now before he started moving downward in a very slow motion.
His mouth continuously trailed kisses down her abdomen to her belly before sliding even down toward the apex between her legs.
A shaky breath left Annalise’s lips when she felt his warm breath right over her folds but when he finally lowered his mouth, his lips landed on her inner thigh instead of the aching little bud that was peaking through her wet folds for his attention.
"Kenric..." She couldn’t help but call him out in a pleading tone as she slipped her hand into his smooth silky hair and tugged on them to get his attention just in case he was going to ignore her call.
The man placed a soft lingering kiss on her right thigh before he finally pulled his face back to look up at her with his half-hooded eyes as he asked, "What is it, Sparks?" It was obvious that he was asking the question on purpose even though he knew exactly what she wanted from him.
If had been in the past, Annalise would definitely have hesitated or even felt embarrassed to say out loud the thing that she wanted from him but it was different now, she was no longer that innocent girl from the past, instead, she was the dark lords’ woman who knew just what she needed from her husbands.
"Stop teasing me." She didn’t sound as if she was pleading with him, instead, her voice almost came out as a command and for a fleeting moment, she forgot all about the desire and hunger that was soaring inside her as she felt that she had crossed some sort of the line of respect toward her husband.