18 First Love: Mo Xue 16 (1/2)

What?

His question brings tingle to my spine. But what did he say? My mind has already gone blank, making me unable to comprehend it, just dumbly admiring the allure of it. What had just happen? I was just minding my own business and then he... came.

Naked?

I tried to run but he captured me.

I don't know why, but, I don't feel as repulsed upon him seeing me naked, compared to when I thought of some woman seeing me in the same condition. In fact, upon leaning my whole self towards his body, I feel save, secure.

Even when he tease me, I'm craving for more.

”Ahhhhnn...”

As his hand pump my length, slow tugging it under the water, I can feel his bulging need just right before my hole. Conscious or not, I keep brushing my creeks towards its hotness, feeling like, that is where his bulge solely belong.

”My dear, what have you done?”

His low growl brings excitement to me, making me hump my hip faster, as I guide his hand to pump me further. I can barely register my own voice, moaning a mess within his hold.

His hand that was holding my waist trails downward, way pass my perinium, and insert a single finger inside my needy hole. I don't know whether it was because of the water or the fact my hole is able to create it's own lube, his finger slide in easily. From one to two, then three, thrusting in and out, stretching it to accommodate his while slightly hitting that sweet spot of mine, teasing me further.

I don't even realized I'm riding on his fingers, trying to reach that spot, that he so cruelly denied me to.

”Ahhhhnn... Ahhhhnn... Xue Er... please... Ahhhhnn... please...”

Is that really me? Begging for him? Stop! Just stop!

”Please what, my dear? Tell me.”

My mind has gone blank. I can't register anything in front of me even with my eyes stark open. Each part of my body is only responding to him. His touch, his voice. I admit... this whole body is his now. I turn my head towards him, feeling the need to have him anchor me. I need to see him.

I need him.

”Xue Er... Ahhhhnn... I want...

...you.”

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The last string that hold the Prince's sanity snap with his bride's pleas. Pushing the ger's body forward, putting both of his hand perch on top of the wooden tub, the Prince thrust his hardened length inside the awaiting hole in one swift motion.

”Ahhhhh!”

The painful scream rang throughout the chamber, making the few remaining guards and maids that surrounds it flushed in pink. They slowly take their step backwards, further and further away from the Consort's chamber, until none of the sound is within their earshot.

Back in the back chamber, the Prince didn't slow down, not even for a moment, right from the start, making the ger's whimper of pain and moans of pleasure short and breathy. His hip keep pistoning, ramming his meat roughly inside the delicate ger drenching hole, pulling till his head and ram it again through the hilt.

If one care to look, a thin trail of red slither in the water, making a stark contrast inside the hazy tub. But... no one really care. One lusted drive Prince is busy chasing his heaven, while the poor ger, is almost nearing his. Despite the initial roughness, the ger's needy behind didn't seems to flatter. In fact, it stood up right, eager to meet his husband crazy pace, as his meat keep hitting that spot he crave for.