Cassandra had no idea how her Prince had found a bedroom so easily, but at that moment, she didn’t care much. He was carrying her effortlessly, her legs around his waist, and their kisses were getting wilder and wilder.
She couldn’t stop. The taste of his tongue, his scratchy cheeks, his hot breath. She was melting under his touch. Kairen’s hands were as hot, large, and pleasant as ever. Cassandra could feel all the soft fabric ruffled by his fingers, how he played with her skirt, the silk going up and down on her thighs. His hand found its way to her hair, undoing her hairdo, the pieces of metal falling one after the other onto the floor. As the hairpins kept coming out, her long hair came down, letting the Prince play with it as much as he wanted. He would tangle her curls around his fingers, grasp it, hold it tight, and let go again. Cassandra was able to catch her breath when he moved on to kiss her exposed throat, sucking on her bare skin and giving her delicious chills. The touch of his lips drove her crazy anywhere they landed on. He was reckless, restless in covering her with savage kisses. She could hear herself moan and breathe louder, unable to hold it.
His hand found its way under her skirt, caressing her butt, his fingers sliding under the thin fabric of her panties. Cassandra brushed his hair with her fingers, looking to lock her lips on his again. She wanted him so badly already. She could feel the bump beneath his pants, already rubbing against her, and it was terribly exciting. Her body was so responsive already, her inner parts shamelessly throbbing.
Cassandra struggled to get him out of his clothes while kissing him, only interrupting when they had to, but she wanted his skin. She wanted to touch him more, caress his bronze skin, and feel his warmth against hers. She was out of breath, but Kairen pulled the top of her dress down, and suddenly toppled her on the bed.
She chuckled, suddenly finding herself under him, so fast she hadn’t seen it coming. Kairen sat back a second, and pulled her dress down to her ankles and out of the way, leaving her with one last little piece of clothing. Cassandra felt embarrassed, exposed like that on the bed, but the sight in front of her was not to be missed either. The muscular, hunky War God’s body, shining with a thin layer of sweat as he took off his pants and braces in a few seconds. He was staring at her the whole time, ogling her with those burning, dark irises. Cassandra blushed, feeling her body react to the lust in his eyes. He was detailing every inch of her skin, like a beast looking at its prey with a torrid hunger. Her skin was so hot already, she couldn’t take that burning stare. Cassandra bit her lip, and unable to hold back, her hand reached down between her legs. Staring right back at the War God, she caressed herself with her fingertips, but her panties and belly were both in the way.
Now fully naked, the War God was on his knees, sitting at the end of the bed, watching her struggle. His fingers gently caressed her ankles, but he wasn’t coming any closer. Kairen was simply staring, a little sneer on his lips while Cassandra was getting frustrated. Her fingers barely had room to move around her little button of pleasure, and it wasn’t anywhere near enough. Not when she was already this wet.
“Kairen…” she called him with a begging voice.
“Keep going.”
That order pronounced with his deep, commanding voice made her whole body shiver. She accelerated her movements, locking her eyes with his, feeling his intense stare on her naked body. The War God was caressing her leg slowly, his hand gently going up from her ankle, yet nowhere near where she wanted. He was obviously teasing her. When Cassandra started feeling her first waves of pleasure coming, he suddenly pulled her legs up, her ankles on his shoulders, in a horribly tempting position.
Her entrance was now so close to his virility. Yet still a few inches apart. Cassandra bit her lip, horribly frustrated.
“Please…”
“Keep going, Cassandra.”
His game was too cruel. Her position made it even harder to focus on what her fingers were doing, when his manhood was so close. His fingers, too, were stroking her legs gently, up and down, going a bit lower each time. Kairen turned his head, kissing her ankle, making her blush even more. How could a simple kiss on her ankle excite her so much? Cassandra wanted to beg, have this torture stop, but she was completely mesmerized by his hot obsidian eyes.
She breathed louder, her fingertips clumsily playing around her dripping entrance, trying to get there. She was so hot already, how could she reach it? Kairen’s eyes were driving her crazy. The beast was just there, enjoying the show and torturing her with that hot gaze. Cassandra was melting under his stare…in so many ways. She tried closing her eyes for a second, but it only made it worse. As if his gaze was even more intense on her skin. He suddenly moved on the bed, and as she re-opened her eyes with a surprise, she felt his lips going down her leg. Cassandra gasped. What kind of torture was this. He gently kissed her knee, went back up inside her thigh, and a bit higher...When his tongue found her entrance, she moaned loudly, arching her body. The sudden invasion of his hot breath, tongue, and lips was ruthless, and Cassandra couldn’t help but cry out, overwhelmed.
“Oh… uh… hun…Ah!”
She kept trying to hold it back, but it was impossible. Her fingers hooked in his hair, as she kept quivering. His tongue was not giving her any rest, diving and licking in her hottest part, eating her up, filling her with unpredictable attacks. His lips would suck on her little pink button until she was about to come, and stop at the last second to go down and dip his tongue again, driving her nuts. Kairen’s hands were firmly holding her hips, she couldn’t get away from his hot breath burning her insides. His head between her legs, he was wholly devoted to her pussy, making her tremble and moan. Cassandra kept writhing under this torture, torn between wanting more and not being able to stand it any longer. She wasn’t even trying to hold her voice back anymore.
“Kairen, please, please… Please…”
Cassandra’s words kept echoing along with her cries, higher and higher, the fire devouring her. Her Prince didn’t stop, licking, sucking, digging into her until she squealed, a raging pleasure bursting through her whole body.
For several long seconds, she quivered under him, unable to stop the sparks spreading under her skin. Her limbs filled and emptied with waves of pleasure, and the numbness that followed such an intense storm.
When her body finally calmed down, Cassandra was out of breath, trying to reconcile with reality.
Kairen chuckled, landing gentle, innocent kisses on her skin, caressing her hips and waiting for her to calm down. He moved over her, going up to where their lips could meet. He gently kissed her temple, while Cassandra was still panting.
“You’re so… mean,” she whispered with a cute pout.
The War God took the compliment silently, caressing her hair. Cassandra sighed and put her hands on his torso, her fingers stroking down the lines of his muscles. She loved his build so much. Every lump was perfectly defined, the silent strength under his skin oozing with his breath. He was truly a War God. No sculpture could have depicted such a perfect drawing more accurately.
Her hands slid down, reaching his inner regions as she kept caressing him. Kairen slightly tensed up, his breath on her neck, when she touched his rod. Cassandra hesitated a second and gently started caressing it, her hands slowly going up and down, watching his reactions. He was still a bit tense, but she could hear his breathing accelerate against her ear. He kissed her neck again, more sensually, and she knew she could keep going. Cassandra felt a bit shy, holding him in her hands, but she wanted to be the one to please him this time around. She gathered her courage, and kissed his shoulder, his neck, going a bit further down one kiss at a time. She gently pushed him, inversing their positions to get on top, and kept her exploration going. Her lips went down on his chest, his abs, his abdomen… but when she was about to reach her goal, Kairen stopped her.
“Kairen…?”
“Don’t.”
His voice was gentle but firm, and he was holding her arm, preventing her from going any further down despite her hands already there. She frowned, a bit surprised by his abrupt refusal.
“I don’t mind…”
“I said no.”
Somehow, she felt that little thing in his voice that made her understand. She nodded, and to show him it was alright, went back to his lips, calming him down a little. Their kiss got gradually wilder, more passionate, and the heat increased again between their bodies. Her hands kept their gentle stroking going, but soon, it wasn’t enough anymore. Cassandra moaned a bit, as their lips got restless, and positioned herself.
