Heart Over Sword-Chapter 266: Sweet Kisses (2)

"Is it painful?" Evanna asked curiously, loosening her hold only to find some pre cum at the head of his length. Her thumb instinctively twirled around the top, smearing the cum further.

Evanna gently pushed Arawn’s shoulder back and sat upright, her gaze going to his breeches. She pulled them down and stared at Arawn’s erection before her hand wrapped around it again, and she started to move it quicker. Arawn’s head threw back into the pillows, and she loved his hooded gaze and slightly parted lips.

Unable to hold back, Arawn’s hand slid under Evanna’s skirt. The dress was so tempting, and after restraining himself this entire time, he wanted to get a release. But not without seeing Evanna come undone as well.

Evanna was biting her lip, staring at his length like she might put her lips around it. If she did that, he didn’t know what he might do. Just as she started to lean over, Arawn’s finger dipped inside the warm, wetness of her core, and she gasped. It tightened around him, and his length twitched.

Was it a good idea to continue? Now with his finger inside of her, he imagined how it would feel for his length to burrow deep inside her.

"Come here," he commanded softly.

Evanna frowned at first, unsure about what he wanted until he reached for her and settled her to sit above his face. "Arawn!" She exclaimed in shock, her cheeks flushed. Her embarrassment subsided when his fingers got to work, and pleasure overtook her features.

Evanna started to move her hips back and forth slightly. And she was oh-so-wet. Her juices started running down her thighs, and he wanted to lick it all up.

And that’s exactly what he did. Arawn’s tongue moved across Evanna’s thighs while his fingers continued to pump in and out of her whilst his thumb circled her clit. Feeling how wet she was made his hips move slightly. How Evanna was still concentrating on his shaft was beyond him, but he wouldn’t complain.

They couldn’t go any further. Not yet. Arawn didn’t want Ger’s death hovering over their first time together or the parent and grandparent situation among the Conrad situation. Yes, they will definitely wait.

Arawn breathed heavily as Evanna continued to pump his length. He knew this was her first time, but after his instruction, she needed no more guidance and was good. It was arousing to see her curious and wanting to please him.

With those thoughts spurring Arawn on and seeing his beautiful woman losing herself, he quickened his movements. Twisting his fingers and pumping them inside of her, he grinned at her gasp and moved his thumb to flick between her clit to feel her building climax. She was so close to the edge, arousing him to thrust his hips into her hand just as quickly whilst she came undone above him.

Arawn removed his fingers just as Evanna climaxed and held her thighs tightly whilst his tongue lapped up her creaminess, and he came with her, squirting over her hand.

Evanna’s moans had been quiet, but she was an utter mess. Her thighs quivered, and she still moved her hips atop Arawn’s tongue. Her clean hand went to her mouth, the haziness clearing slightly and embarrassment settling in again, yet she couldn’t stop herself from riding out this bliss.

When Evanna could no longer hold herself upright, Arawn chuckled, moving from between her thighs and gently laying her down on the bed. She watched the prince, whose mouth and chin glistening with her juices, button his pants as he licked his lips with a devious stare. It made her clit throb, and she closed her legs to the waves of heated desire within her.

Arawn briefly departed from Evanna’s side to fetch warm damp washcloths from the wash closet. As he returned, the bed dipped to his weight as he crawled back to her, his immaculate, sleek white hair cascading over his shoulders, delicately grazing his well-defined chest and concealing his nipples. She could only stare at the prince’s breathtaking allure and the overwhelming emotions he stirred within her.

Evanna glanced down at the tender touch of his fingers holding her wrist whilst he wiped up the mess on her hand. "Thin-era," she whispered, watching the prince’s hand clean hers in a trance.

The princess snapped out of it when his hand parted her legs again, and he dipped his face between them.

"Arawn!?"

Arawn began cleaning her thighs with the damp cloth. "I can do that!" Heat rose to her cheeks as she saw the top of his head and his intense blue eyes staring directly at her core. It was both arousing and embarrassing.

"Arawn!" Evanna exclaimed again, hiding her face as she felt the pressure of the warm damp cloth patted gently and soothingly against her centre.

Arawn chuckled. "Why are you embarrassed? There is no need to be."

Evanna parted her fingers to look at the prince whose devilish smile made her swallow. Arawn’s gaze moved to her long, delicate neck before lowering back to her parted legs and exposed core.

"*I am very tempted to take more,*" his voice was low, husky with desire.

Evanna inhaled sharply, holding her breath as she watched Arawn lower himself between her thighs, the damp wash cloth forgotten about on the side. Evanna parted her legs more, craning her neck to watch Arawn’s handsome features. He held her gaze as she felt his hot breath permeating across her slit.

Her throat and lips felt suddenly dry to his intense stare and his teasing breaths. Was he waiting for her to move? To give her permission or command him?

Evanna’s hands fell away from her heated face, and her breaths came out deep and long as she thought about going further. But she was utterly spent. So, so spent. Yet, he was so close. Could he wring another orgasm out of her? Or would she die from such a blissful experience?

Arawn leaned forwards, his lips brushing against hers in the most tender of kisses to Evanna’s intimate parts. She gasped, and her hand flew to her mouth again. Everything was too much. It was so sensitive.

Arawn dipped his tongue between the folds, watching his princess’s eyes grow wider, some of her stray dark locks clinging to her face. He could tell from the way her legs quivered and her back arching that she was close again. All he had to do was take it slow.

He was rock hard again, his length straining against his breeches as he teasingly and ever-so-slowly licked her folds, enjoying the taste of her. It really was a struggle to restrain himself. She was so bare, open, unfolding before him and dishevelled, yet so sweet that he wanted to plunge himself into her.

He wouldn’t do that to her, though. No, not yet. Arawn would get his fill from making her unravel again.

"A-A.. Arawn!" Evanna gasped, her hips bucking as one of his arms held her hip to the bed, and his other hand spread the top of her folds so he could find that sweet spot that would send her over the edge again.

One lick, two licks, three, to the clit and Evanna’s hand was on his head, holding him in place. He grinned and continued his onslaught, overstimulating her until she was breathlessly calling his name. His finger probed her entrance again, just the tip, and he felt her tighten and suck him in.

"Arawn, d-don’t! M-move!" Evanna released his head and tried pushing him away, but he held tight, and her head fell back as she came again. It was more intense now without her mind focusing on his length, and she couldn’t help the moans leaving her lips.

Arawn continued to lap up her creaminess, watching her panting and staring at the ceiling in a daze, her fingers gripping tightly to the sheets. He chuckled, the vibration making her glance at him, her lips parting to speak, but then her head fell back again in exhaustion. Licking his lips, he cleaned her again and wiped his face before adjusting her skirt.

Evanna bit her lip, staring at him through her orgasmic daze.

"No," Arawn spoke before she could ask what he knew she would ask. "Not tonight."

Evanna wanted to question him why, but she didn’t. Her body was suddenly melting into the bed, and her mind was spinning again. "*Rest, my sweet Evanna.*" Arawn kissed her again, and that was the last thing she remembered before she caved into the temptation of sleep. frёeωebɳovel.com

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