Chapter 223: My King (2)
Without a word, Riven captured Leon’s lips once more, their mouths colliding with an urgent hunger. The salty taste of his precum lingered as their tongues intertwined, sending shivers down Leon’s spine.
With each kiss, Riven began to guide Leon backwards, his hands finding their way to Leon’s waist, steering him toward the bed. Leon obeyed every word Riven said and went along with everything that he did.
As they reached the edge of the bed, Riven paused to look into Leon’s eyes, a wicked grin playing on his lips. "Let’s take our time, my king," he murmured, and with that, he pushed Leon gently onto the mattress.
Leon fell back against the soft surface, his heart racing as Riven climbed over him, kissing a trail down his neck and shoulders, each touch igniting flames of desire. "You have no idea how much I want you," Riven whispered against Leon’s skin, his breath hot and enticing.
Leon could hardly contain himself. The ache between his legs only grew more intense as Riven’s hands and mouth worked their magic.
Riven’s green eyes sparkled with mischief as he hovered above Leon, taking in the sight of him sprawled across the bed, his long blond hair cascading around him like a golden halo.
Riven’s short black hair and his black wolf ears perked up with excitement, while the fluffy wolf tail swayed behind him, a testament to his rising desire.
Kneeling between Leon’s legs, Riven leaned down, brushing his lips against Leon’s collarbone, trailing soft kisses that ignited a fire under Leon’s skin. His mouth worked its way down, savouring the taste of Leon’s skin, feeling the warmth of his body.
Leon arched his back, his gold-blue eyes fluttering shut as Riven’s mouth moved lower, teasingly gliding over his chest. Riven’s hands explored the contours of Leon’s body, fingertips tracing the lines of muscle, each caress igniting a spark that travelled straight to Leon’s core.