Ileus: The Dark Prince

His breath became ragged. His eyes flickered an obsidian, with anticipation. "I would love to see your lips wrapped around me, Anastasia," he rasped. "But will you be comfortable here?" 

"I am at no discomfort, Aly. If you don't want to, it's fine." 

"Don't want?" he said as a shudder passed through his legs. "There is not a day I don't want to see those rosy lips around me. Do you know how many times I have fantasized about you when I wasn't with you? My mind was a gutter when I thought of your mouth—" He bit back a grunt. "Yes, sweetheart, I want you there. I need you there." 

"Then let me do it," she said in a melodious voice. 

"I am all yours," he said and flicked his fingers to form a sound barrier around them. 

When Anastasia slid beneath him to wrap her lips around his shaft, he bit so many curses that his face became ruddy. He straddled her on her chest. He twined his fingers in her hair and cupped her head to lift it up and down to aid her. Anastasia licked him from his base to the tip and then started sucking it. "Fuck," he said and rolled his head back. She continued to take him deeper until his shaft hit the back of her throat. He swelled more inside her, his skin becoming taut. She licked his salty taste. When Ileus spoke, he was breathless. "You are—" a tremor passed through his body and he couldn't utter another word when her teeth grazed his length. His chest let out a loud rumble. 

Ileus hissed as he inhaled deep breath in between his teeth. He looked at her face under the moonlight and found that her eyes had silvery speckles behind the violet. His fingers dug into her scalp. She took her hand and worked his penis as she moved to his crown and delved his tongue in the slit. He tasted like his personality—darkness with a tinge of salt. She pressed his balls and he grew heavier inside her mouth. He couldn't resist anymore. Mindlessly, he began thrusting in her mouth and he hit back her throat over and over until he came with a bellow to the sky. Anastasia took all of him. 

Ileus dragged her up and kissed her on her lips before pulling away. "Now I want you," he rumbled. "I want to worship you, Natsya." 

The silvery speckles became brighter. "How would you want me?" she asked, as she placed her hand on his naked chest and slowly began to make more vines. 

He didn't have to think twice as to how he wanted her. "I am going to flip you on your knees and hands and take you from the back." 

"Then?" her hand went lower, as she shuffled closer to him and trailed a line of kisses from the base of his throat to his chest that scorched his skin. 

"I will pull you up and make you ride me till you come around my cock with my name on your lips." He removed her shirt and exposed her creamy skin to the moonlight and pooled her skirt on her waist.

Anastasia felt the soothing rays of the moon on her skin. "That sounds like a promise," she said. Her lips went to his nipple and she bit him there with excitement. Immediately, he flipped her and pinned her hands above her head. He kissed her naps, grazed his mark on her and then nibbed and sucked her all the way down. She squirmed beneath him and tried to position herself in front of his erection, impatiently. He chuckled and bit her hips. 

"Now I can say that you have kissed my ass," she rasped. 

He bit another one and replied shamelessly, "And I will say 'literally." Saying that he moved up and then filled her. He moved in slowly, leisurely, but she became frustrated. She started pushing her hips back fiercely. 

"Faster!" she breathed. 

He curled his arm around her waist and brushed her clit. "Ah!" she cried. He worked his fingers over it to build the tension, until the heat pooled in her belly unfurled and she cried his name in ecstasy. As soon as she shattered around him, his eyes rolled back in his head and he followed her with a roar to the sky. 

He slumped over her and pressed her body with his weight as he continued to mindlessly move inside her. 

Later when he had pulled her over him and they lay on the grass languidly without a care for the world, Anastasia closed her eyes. She was living her life and she felt good.

He cupped her breast and fingered her nipples while with the other hand, lazily made circles over her clit and sex. "My wife," he muttered. 

She teased. "Do you mean my breasts and my sex is your wife?"

He smiled. "Those are part of you." 

"So, you want to say that you are in love with my body?" 

Ileus cocked his head and looked at her as she gazed back at him. He knew that he had to answer that question carefully. His throat worked and out came the words, "Women!" 

Anastasia's eyes became wide. "What do you mean by saying 'women'? Have you had a lot of experience with them?"

"When did I say that?" he said in an exasperated voice. Now one of his forearms rested on her breasts and the other on her waist even though he was dying to touch her sex and feel the juices there. 

"You certainly implied that." 

"I— I—"

"You what?" she asked. 

"I am in love with your body… definitely, but I love you inside out," he said and he couldn't say anything better than that. "I want to worship you, honey… again." 

And Anastasia burst out laughing. She couldn't tease him any longer. He was so flustered that she felt bad for him. 

"Gods, you are so mean!" he chided, feeling relieved. 

Anastasia and Ileus spent the whole night over there between the friends. She felt lively and hoped this never ended. Her husband had buttoned his leather pants and made her wear her clothes. They walked back to the party where Anastasia noticed that all of his group was present except Paige, and all of them were only in their pants. They drank more and ate more and exchanged anecdotes that made Anastasia laugh and laugh. She had settled herself near her husband who was lying on the ground with his arm over his face. 

"You both should make public appearances together," said Kaizan who looked totally spent. Anastasia wondered what he did all this while.

"Not until the council approves the mother's request," said Ileus. 

Anastasia flitted her gaze around to see if anyone was listening, but Aidan assured her that they had a sound barrier around them. Darla was sleeping in his lap comfortably. Anastasia marveled at their chemistry and was very happy for them. 

"I would love to go around Draoidh…" Anastasia muttered. 

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Anastasia and Ileus had spent such a wonderful evening together that they slept till the sun was high up in the sky. When she fluttered her eyes open, she found him playing with her hair. "Do you want to see Level three?" And that was his first question.