Ileus: The Dark Prince

"I will, and I will fuck you for the whole night," Theodir pressed a kiss on the inside of her thigh and then stroked himself. Her hips rolled in anticipation. "I love the way you are offering yourself to me. How is it possible that I don't want to possess you, body and soul?" he said, looking up at her. She could see his mouthwatering shaft and. "I will spill myself all over you without you touching me. So, keep your eyes open when I make you come again." 

"Again?" 

"That's right, Ilyana. I am going to make you come at least twice." Saying that he licked her core with his tongue wickedly. 

A jolt jerked her body. "Ahhh!" It was as if electricity ran through her. He really meant it. And when his tongue started its ministrations, her world reduced to only his… tongue. The way he licked it, the tip of it, the flatness of it and how it felt on her. Gods, she didn't know that he was so good. A whirlwind of emotions swept over her. "Please don't torture me!" she cried.

"Do you want me to kiss your clit or suck you?" 

She twisted, wanting anything and everything. "Please just do what you want to." And that was it. He grabbed her clit and started sucking her with no mercy. "Ahh!" she closed her eyes as her thighs started shaking and her body writhed under him. She was about to shatter and shatter. Her release came like a thousand shards wrapped in soft velvet. "Yessss!" she screamed. She wanted him to leave her but he continued to suck her. He groaned against her skin and once again it became too intense for her to hold. As soon as she was about to come, he stopped sucking. She cried when he removed his mouth. Complete control. 

"I can see your sweet little bud wanting more. Does it hurt?"

"Please, Theodir, please." 

He brushed his finger on her sex and then sank them inside her. He curled it inside her and her hips bucked because she didn't know which point he had hit, but it was so intense that she shouted. "Tell me you are mine." 

"Just fucking let me come!" 

"Then tell me that you belong to me. Spill those words." 

She was desperate to be fucked. She didn't know why she was having this crazy urge. "I think you should get your cock inside me," she hissed. 

"Nah." He grabbed her clit again and sucked it. 

She lost complete control. "Move your magic, Theodir. I am going to suck you now. I am going to put that cock in my mouth and milk you." Gods, she didn't know why wanted to talk dirty, but she liked it. 

His voice was heavy when he said, "Do you want to take my cock in your mouth so badly? Will you swallow it all?" 

"Yes, I will!" she was dying to have that thing in her—either her mouth or her pussy. 

"Then say that you are mine and I will give it to you!" He said with the most wicked expressions. 

Ilyana gritted her teeth. "Okay! I am yours." 

"No, say you belong to me and say as if you mean them," he said and flicked her clit. 

She thrashed her head against the pillow, her golden hair streaming on it. "I belong to you."

"Say it again," he said with lethal calm, as he curled his finger inside her. 

"I belong to you, Theodir!" 

"You have to tell me that I am the owner of your body. Vow to the Lore that you will not think of anyone else touching you except me." 

She muttered something under her breath, which even she couldn't understand. Her body had developed its own mind. She was so restrained. And she wanted to be free. 

"Tell me who owns you?" he grazed his teeth over there and every last bit of self-control broke. 

"You!" she shouted. "You own me, Theodir." 

"Then vow to the Lore." He sucked her clit hard. 

"Oh, god! Oh, god!" She loved it. "More." 

"Then vow!" he commanded. "Vow and then beg me for the orgasm you are chasing." 

There was too much sensation she was chasing, too much of everything. She wanted to see those stars in her vision. 

"I vow to the Lore that you own me and I will not think of anyone touching me other than you!" 

"Good girl," he said and curled his finger inside her while sucking her clit again. She ricocheted into a climax so strong that stars burst into her vision. "Ahhhh!" she screamed and screamed… his name on her lips. She looked crazy. When her orgasm ended, she looked at him with frenzied eyes. He was smiling at her with those lust-loaded eyes. His cock was so swollen and it pulsed. "Please untie me," she said, licking her lips, wanting it in her mouth.

"No, I won't,'' he said." Then he straddled her and fisted his cock. He started stroking it. "Open your mouth," he commanded. "And keep looking at me." She did as told. She was ready for him. He fisted himself and then with a bellow he came all over her, his muscles rippling. When he fished, he looked at her, stained in his color, branded by him. He wiped her mouth, her face and then he started all over again. This time he ended up inside her. His cock so swollen that when he emptied himself in her, he threw his head back and roared to the ceiling. His muscles rippled and spasmed. Once he was done, he flipped her on her belly and said, "Now I am going to take you from the back!" 

That night Theodir was relentless and Ilyana was mindless. She wanted more of him all night. They had it again and again until she was sore, until she thought he could no more. But she forgot that Theodir was like a god, and gods were insatiable. It was dawn when they both slept, with Theodir spooning her from behind. Ilyana didn't realize but her skin had too many red marks. She slept like a log, she slept as if she had never slept so well in her life. 

When she woke up in the morning, she woke up with a slight headache and her insides were too sore. There was a hand on her waist and… wait, why was she naked? Her gaze went to the hand. Theodir! 

Theodir was lying beside her, deep in sleep. She vaguely remembered what happened last night, and her hands flew to her mouth. They had had sex for the whole night. "Fuck!" she muttered. How could that happen? She recalled having her herbal potion out of revenge for the two brothers. After having sex for the whole night, she didn't want to take chances. She removed his hand slowly and walked to her wardrobe. She was feeling so sore over there. And she was exhausted beyond words. 

She opened it quietly to search for the same red box. There were two more bottles in it. She had to undo last night's error, so she opened the lid of the next bottle and gulped its contents down her throat in one go. 

She licked her lips and said, "Thank god, I had more!"