The Demon’s Bride Chapter 639
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Ian's coarse tongue brushed over her core and Elise who couldn't handle the overwhelming warmth and touch that zapped her entire body threw her head back. A short but sharp cry left her lips. Elise couldn't describe what she felt but her hand couldn't help but try to push herself away, trying to escape from the rubbing that made her senses grew awry.
In time, Ian had caught both her wrist, settling her hands next on his hips.
"Don't run," he said, his words were said in a low tone that caused her shudder. "You're not there yet."
"But," Elise pursed her lips and softy whispered.
Ian raised his eyebrows, "I can't hear you, Elise. Speak a little louder there is only us in this room, remember," he said before taking a delicious bite on her inner tight and admire his bite marks on her skin that reminded him of rose petals scattered all over her body. The rosiness compliment her faint skin tone, urging him to do more marks on her as if taking his claim on her beautiful wife.
Elise couldn't handle the embarrassment she felt while wondering how Ian could be as shameless as he was to the pleasure and needs he carved. Parting her purse lips, her hoarse voice spoke, "It feels too good."
Elise thought that with her words perhaps Ian would go a little slower in tempo. It was the truth that Ian didn't stop her even during now. All he did was to make sure she felt pleasure and most of the time the pleasure was even too much for her to endure, almost breaking her mind.
Ian kissed her shoulder, his fingers playfully tugged her nipples that had darkened in color while his fingers rubbed in between the lips of her wet sex, wetting his own hands with her juices.
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"That's the point, Elise," Ian's voice against her ears always managed to stir her entire page in their lovemaking session, some times making her feel hotter like a boiled tomato and some times she shuddered in a cold shiver which felt pleasant on their own ways. "You have to feel so good until you stop on the verge of breaking."
Elise cheeks turned red and as she saw Ian kissing down again to her core, her back arches. Even though their body had touched and he had entered her, the sensation of his tongue over her core was much more electric to Elise. The building tension tightened when Ian pushed two fingers inside her. Elise who couldn't hold back muffled her face against the pillow that Ian had placed carefully over her head and her fingers tensed on the sides as she cries for his name.
Ian watched how Elise breaking on the bed releasing her tension where her face completely smeared by lust and satisfaction and his smile widened darkly.
As Elise tries to catch her breaths, her attention was caught to Ian who had sat on the bed, opening the button of his pants to take out his hardened member. It was much larger than what Elise had remembered and somewhere seeing it and his smoldering expression, an ache grew on her deepest part— the ache that begged to be rubbed.
Her cheeks turned rosy as she realized her own need.
"Sometimes seeing you like this make me wonder just how much of a bad guy I am," Ian said to her, his hand pushing slowly inside and and out of her, making her squirm in every movement he started. It felt to Elise as though she was up on her cloud, where her body was acting on its own way.
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It took Elise all her might to form her words where her body felt weaker and at the same time needy of him, "W-Why?"
"Because the innocent Elise who didn't know pleasure in the beginning now seemed to be very obsessed with pleasure," Ian chuckled at his own words when he saw Elise slowly pushing herself from the bed. When she sat, the position of her lips had been closed to his manhood. Her small hands made its way gently over him, touching the shaft and rubbing him in a manner she had learned previously.
"You like the innocent me better?" She asked and Ian smiled as he hissed in pleasure.
"Why would I like the innocent you better? The you that had been dyed by my color is more tantalizing to me though I don't have two choose which side of you I love when it is everything about you that make me fall to knees for you," Ian leaned forward again, letting Elise to fall on the bed before rubbing the tip of his manhood over her core.
The rubbed was slow and Ian had done it in a way he knew Elise liked which was proven by her unbridled moans. He cherished how she looked right now, the expression she had on her face that was defenseless roused his wild self to devour her. But unlike a wild beast in the forest, Ian would only devour Elise in a way which no one would ever dare to try on her. To think he had missed a few days without seeing Elise on his bed after their marriage made him curse the people who had been getting on their way.
Elise could see the changes on Ian's eyes, noticing for the fourth time how Ian's eyes grew brighter when he was aroused. The look of need to have her body delighted Elise, something she never knew how it felt until Ian had taught her. Her thoughts melted like snow over the sun when Ian pushed himself inside her.
Every push and pull caused Elise's mind to soar over an unexplored state of release. Ian moved slowly at the first few second, to make her get use to his size but knew when it was time to quicken his pace that caused Elise's cries to grow louder. Unable to stop herself, Elise shiver with the orgasm she felt which had caused her entire body in a humming state of pleasure.
Ian followed her pace, as sex was an act for the two of them to enjoy and not only either one of them.
"You can do it Elise, don't go tired on me now," whispered Ian as he took her waist and bring her on top of him while they were sill connected. The sudden movements caused her fingers to claw marks on his back. His member inside her was stiff and it had hit the most pleasurable spot inside her with the position they had took. Although Elise had came, Ian hadn't but she was far from being satisfied in a way similar to Ian.
Pursing her lips she conveyed, "It feels good."
"It's alright. There would be more pleasure you feel after now. Match my pace and I'll match yours."
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A/N: Sorry for the late update I just got home from having my blood tested. It's late so the second chapter would be later >
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