Ileus: The Dark Prince

Anastasia had arched her body and was squirming, feeling antsy as hell. Her eyes raked his chest and shoulders greedily. Mist from the waterfall had settled as tiny droplets on his skin that clung to his skin. "H— how's your injury?" she asked as her eyes went below the surface of water where she could see his erection throbbing. 

With his claws, Ileus removed his bandages and threw them aside. "I am healed, mostly," he said as he ran his calloused fingers on her slacks over the thighs. The girl was trying her best to control but her breath was ragged. 

"You have a star inside your tattoo." she rasped. "It wasn't there earlier." 

"It wasn't. But you drew it on my skin. You have branded me Ana!" 

Her eyes flew wide open. "How is this possible?"

"Maybe because you are a Fae, and if you draw with passion mingled with love on my skin, you will end up inking my skin everywhere." 

"You mean if I use my fingers on anyone, they will get tattoos?" She was flabbergasted, even shocked. 

"No Ana, only if you draw it on them with passion." He didn't add the word 'possessiveness'.

"Do I have to wear gloves every time?"

He chuckled. "Not with me."

"Fuck!" she said and bit her lip. And she was dying to release the passion that was pent up inside her. She was feeling just as wild as the red wildflowers that grew unrestrained and violently in the valley. His fingers trailed right between her core and he pressed her clit. She stiffened.

He was dying to feel her inside the pants. Instead—

"Do you want to feel me Anastasia?" he led her, knowing very well that her gaze was fixed on his cock. 

Instinctively, Anastasia reached for his erection below the surface of water and curled her fingers around it. It was burning hot and pulsated at her touch. She gasped. And Ileus—every thought in his mind evaporated. 

"What do I do?" she asked, not knowing how to proceed. The feel of his shaft in her hands was making her feel powerful. With her other hand, she closed it around his tip and felt his erection pulsating in her hands. It swelled under her touch. She loved the feeling. The way it was jutting out from his narrow hips, she marveled at his chiseled body. He bucked under her touch and his thighs began to shake. 

"Move your fingers up and down, Ana," he said with a hiss. 

When she stroked him, he curled his fingers over hers and started moving himself in her hands. Her hands grazed his balls and he groaned. His breath became shallow and he knew that if she stroked him like this, he wouldn't last even three strokes. He stilled. He willed himself to not come so fast. When he looked back at her, he found her heated gaze on his shaft. She licked her lips. 

"Gods, I know you want to take it in your mouth!" 

"I do!" she cried softly. She should have felt ashamed of herself, but why wasn't she? She loved and hated Virgine falls. 

He took his hand over her slacks and traced them to her core. The girl was wet as hell. "Ah!" he groaned as his neck muscles corded. "I want to suckle you there, Anastasia!" He could feel her swollen bud and the wetness. He circled his thumb over it and her jaw slackened. His other hand went to her breasts and he cupped them. Whispering a curse in an unknown language, he took his hands inside her slacks and stroked her lightly over there. Anastasia was shocked but it happened so quickly that she was left wanting more. He closed in on her. She brought one hand to his chest and brought her lips to kiss him there. At first she licked the drops of water and then she pressed a light kiss right next to his tattoo. 

"Anastasia, I will lose control," he said as his body quaked. His gaze followed the water drops that were trickling down her breasts. As sunlight fell on them, they refracted the light and shimmered on her like diamonds. One drop came and settled over her nipple. Ileus immediately latched onto it, squeezing the breast as he sucked the entire nipple and areola in his mouth. 

"Ileus!" She gasped and her body arched as little shards of pleasure shot through her blood. The book that she saw couldn't have defined what she felt right now. She removed her hands from his shaft and held onto his shoulders, clawing them in excitement. She couldn't stand this torture and she grabbed his hair and dragged his mouth to hers. Ileus took his mouth to hers and his kiss was so demanding that she wanted to give it all to him. His hands continued to caress her breasts. Taking his hand on her back, he pressed her to his body as his tongue worked the magic. He broke his kiss and took her hands back to his shaft. "Take me Ana," he said in a shaky voice through his clenched teeth. It was as if, if she didn't help him, he would go mad. 

She started moving her fist up and down slowly at first. 

Clouds in the sky gathered dense and rumbled. 

"Faster!" he rumbled. She increased her pace. "Ah! Don't stop!" He moaned. Suddenly her hand moved to his balls and she squeezed it. His eyes flared wide open, he stilled and then in exactly three strokes, he threw his head up towards the sky and bellowed as he ejaculated. Thought left his brain. 

Anastasia gasped. She had never felt this kind of power. He was still on her breasts and as he released, he held her breasts so tight that her orgasm barreled through her all over again. 

Electricity sparked in the dense overhead sky as if in tandem with her emotions. 

Ileus bent down to kiss her on the lips. He curled his hand around her nape in that possessive way and drew her closer to his chest. She clutched his side, as she felt sweat trickling down his body. He was heavily panting and had closed his eyes. 

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