Chapter 512. Her Mouth Already Felt Like It Belong To An Expert! (I’m Shocked!)**

Chapter 512: 512. Her Mouth Already Felt Like It Belong To An Expert! (I’m Shocked!)**

The room was filled with the obscene, wet sounds of Kaela’s devotion, the rhythmic schlick-schlick of her mouth as she worked him, punctuated by the occasional soft gasp she couldn’t quite suppress. It was terrifyingly effective.

William had always known Kaela was a prodigy with a blade, capable of learning complex sword forms in mere hours, but this intimate, primal skill was something entirely different. She wasn’t just performing; she was mastering him.

The combination of her warm, velvet-tight mouth and the dexterous flick of her tongue around the sensitive ridge of his cock was overwhelming.

Every time she swirled her tongue around the tip, it felt like a spark of lightning was shooting directly into his brain.

"Fuck... Kaela..." William groaned, his fingers tightening convulsively in her silver hair, though he didn’t pull her away. "That feels... crazy good..."

"Lia is going to get... fuck... she’s going to get a reward for this lesson."

Kaela didn’t answer with words. Instead, she responded with action, redoubling her efforts. She took him deeper, her throat working around his thickness, her nose pressing against his pubic hair as she created a powerful vacuum.

The wet, sucking sounds intensified, growing louder and more desperate as she picked up the tempo.

William’s hips began to buck uncontrollably. His breath came in ragged, broken stabs, and his entire body felt like it was coiled like a spring, wound far past its breaking point.

The pleasure was so sharp, so concentrated, that it was beginning to border on pain. He could feel the familiar, terrifying pressure building at the base of his spine, the undeniable signal that his body was about to surrender.

’I’m going to cum,’ he thought frantically, his vision blurring. ’I’m going to cum right here, in her mouth.’

He tried to shift his hips back, to give himself some space, but Kaela was relentless. She sensed the change in his tension, the way his muscles were locking up, and instead of slowing down, she accelerated.

Her head moved faster, her sucking becoming more aggressive and more demanding.

’I can’t stop her,’ William realized with a surge of helpless arousal.

A dark, thrilling thought crossed his mind as he watched her through hooded eyes: ’That face... that look in her eyes when she looks up at me between breaths... she won’t let go.’

’She won’t stop until she’s tasted every drop of me.’

"Kaela... wait... I’m--" he tried to warn her, but the words died in his throat as she plunged forward again, her tongue swirling frantically around the head of his cock.

"Mmmph!" Kaela made a muffled noise against him, her eyes widening as she felt his cock twitch and pulse with the approaching climax.

She didn’t retreat; she leaned in closer, her hands gripping his thighs to hold him steady against her mouth, her throat opening to receive whatever was coming.

The climax hit William like a tidal wave. His back arched off the bed in a violent spasm, his toes curling as the first powerful surge of cum erupted from him.

"FUCK! KAELA!" he roared, the sound echoing off the stone walls.

He felt her swallow convulsively, her mouth working feverishly to catch every hot, pulsing jet. The sensations were overwhelming the wet heat of her throat, the suction that refused to relent even as he emptied himself, and the sheer, unadulterated intimacy of it.

Kaela moaned around him, a deep, vibrating sound that traveled through his entire body. She didn’t pull away when he finished; she stayed there, cradling him in her mouth, her tongue continuing to lap at him with tender, possessive strokes, ensuring she didn’t miss a single drop.

As the aftershocks rolled through his body, leaving him weak and shaking, William sank back into the pillows. His breath came in great, shuddering gasps, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.

Kaela finally pulled back, a thin trail of saliva glistening on her lips, her face flushed and her eyes bright with triumph.

"See?" she whispered breathlessly, crawling up his body until she could press her warm, naked chest against his. "I told you I’d be perfect."

The aftershocks were still wracking William’s frame when the next wave of pressure built higher, sharper, and more violent than the last. His body wasn’t done with her yet; the sheer intensity of her mouth had pushed him past a simple release into something far more primal.

"Kaela... wait, fuck, I’m gonna... I’m gonna cum again!" he gasped out, his voice cracking.

His hands instinctively shot down, fingers tangling in her silver hair, not to push her away, but to hold her steady, to anchor himself as the world began to fracture.

He couldn’t contain it. As his hips bucked upward in one final, desperate convulsion, a massive, hot torrent of semen erupted from him.

It wasn’t just a release; it was an overflow, a torrent that seemed endless. Kaela’s eyes widened in genuine shock as she felt the sheer volume flooding her mouth.

Her throat worked reflexively, but the intensity forced a startled, wet cough from her lungs. "Mmph... cough—ah!"

For several seconds, the only sound was the wet, rhythmic pulsing of his cock and her labored breathing as she struggled to swallow the overwhelming flood.

When she finally pulled away, she didn’t look upset. Instead, she let out a breathless, triumphant laugh, wiping a stray droplet from the corner of her mouth with her thumb. Her lips were swollen, glistening with the evidence of his surrender.

"My god, William..." she whispered, her voice husky and amused. She licked her lips slowly, tasting him. "My mouth is all sticky now... you really didn’t hold anything back, did you?"

William collapsed back against the pillows, his chest heaving, feeling completely drained of strength.

"You... you drove me to it," he managed to wheeze.

Kaela didn’t give him time to wallow in his exhaustion. With surprising strength for someone who had just been on her knees, she scrambled up his body, straddling his hips.

"Come on, my future husband... We can’t sleep like this; we’ll be sticky all night."

She guided him upright, her arm draped around his shoulders as she helped him navigate the short distance to the en suite bathroom attached to her chambers.

The bathroom was a sanctuary of marble and steam, lit by soft magical sconces that cast a warm, amber glow over the large, sunken stone tub.

A few minutes later, the room was thick with fragrant steam. William sat on the cool marble floor, leaning his back against the side of the tub, letting the humid air soothe his overheated muscles.

Kaela was behind him, her skin slick and gleaming under the lamplight, droplets of water clinging to the curve of her spine.

The water sloshed softly as she moved, the sound echoing in the intimate space. She took a sponge, dripping with warm water and scented oils, and began to work it over his shoulders.

"You know," she murmured, her voice echoing off the marble walls as she moved the sponge in slow, deliberate circles across his back. "I’ve watched you train for months."

"I’ve seen you fight monsters and men alike without breaking a sweat." Her hands moved lower, tracing the deep grooves of his latissimus muscles before pressing into the hard knots along his spine. "But feeling you like this... seeing how powerful you are up close... you truly have a perfect body, William."

Her touch was gentle now, almost reverent, but the way her fingers lingered on the hard muscle of his lower back betrayed her own arousal. "Every muscle, every scar... it’s all part of the man I want to belong to."

William closed his eyes, letting his head fall back against the edge of the tub. The sensation of the warm water, the scented steam, and Kaela’s tender hands working over his skin was almost as overwhelming as the act itself.

"You’re going to spoil me, Kaela," he rumbled, his voice deep with contentment.

"Good," she whispered, leaning forward until her damp breasts pressed against his bare back, her breath warm against his ear. "Because I intend to spend the rest of our lives spoiling you."