The Crown's Entrapment

Jayra’s body trembled in delight at her husband’s familiar touch and kisses ran across her body. They’ve been doing intimate things with one another countless times by now, but that feeling of longing and a great need for each other never disappeared.

Her heart kept on beating loudly for him, and her body shuddered hard at the sensations crawling all over her skin. His warm tongue and lips were just so good that she felt like she’d be running out of breath if she kept on holding her breath with each movement of his hands.

And even so, he was at it again, eating her raw as he dove deep in between her legs. Thankfully, she was getting used to sleeping without any underwear now, because she felt bad whenever Bartos would just mindlessly tear them apart. It was a waste of decent underwear, and she really didn’t want to keep commissioning for more to be made.

Dawn was yet to approach, and here she was lewdly moaning as her husband licked at her quivering folds. “You taste so good as always, wife. I can’t get enough of eating you…” Bartos shamelessly stated before sucking on her little nub.

Jayra quivered as she felt her husband work her to perfection. She was way too wet already, and as soon as she felt his digits enter her core, she instantly twitched, her insides clamping down on him so hard it almost felt like a cramp.

She was way too sensitive at the moment that with just a few thrusts while sucking on her clit, her body instantly convulsed in great ecstasy. And just like he would always do, her starving and unquenchable husband would lick her dry as he lapped up her juices.

“Come here…”

Jayra lovingly whispered to him as she pulled him up so that he would stand in front of her. Remaining seated, she smiled as she slightly adjusted herself so that she could have a better position to attend to his member.

Already, his body was standing at attention for her. His bulge was peeking out from his trousers, and she didn’t waste any time as she touched and caressed it, earning a lovely groan from her husband.

Pulling his trousers down his erectness sprung free right before her eyes. It stood at the ready for her, and she could already see the glistening precum oozing out from his tip.

Jayra looked up and met her husband’s stare. Unknowingly, she licked her lips, making Bartos growl more at her gesture. She then gave him a mischievous smile before she stuck her tongue out and started with her ministrations, returning the favor by pleasuring her husband.

She was licking at him like a lollipop, but when she was about to move her neck to suck him, Bartos suddenly pulled her away and carried her in his arms back to bed.

“We need pups…” he mumbled as she put her down, positioning her on all fours.

Jayra didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at that gesture. Her husband had always been desperate to make her pregnant for some reason.

“Wife, I don’t want to waste my seed inside your mouth!” he firmly stated, followed by a deep hard thrust right into her aching core, making Jayra bury her face in the nearest pillow she could grab as he pulled her buttocks up to gain more suitable access to her insides.

“Ahhh… Bartos…” Jayra cried out in sheer pleasure as her husband hammered his hard length into her insides nonstop.

She felt like she was breaking in half, but the pleasure was receiving from him was great enough that she didn’t want him to stop slamming her eager walls at all. He hovered behind her back, kissing and licking at her skin as he kept up his pace.

Panting, Jayra turned her head, only for her to gasp for more air as Bartos captured her lips using his and ravished them while he pounded her insides. As the lovemaking continued, she slowly felt it building up, yet another pool of overflowing pleasure was about to erupt from within. Soon, her insides shivered as her body jolted at a second release.

And jolt, she did. Her lewd cries filled the room, and her body shivered weakly even as Bartos kept thrusting into her nonstop. Not giving her a chance to rest, he kept on awakening the furnace burning inside her body.

“Oh, wife… I can’t get enough,” he huskily pleaded. “Cum with me one more time, please…”

Jayra rolled her eyes. As if she even had a choice in the matter with his endless stamina. As she laid there and took her husband’s love with all she had, she found herself absently wondering what their bed was made of as it kept on creaking harmoniously along with the sound of meat slapping against one another. It was sturdy enough not to break despite how aggressive their lovemakings were.

It was kind of miraculous, really… in the same way that she mewled as she felt him reach depths that she could normally never access on her own.

“Oh heavens! I love you!” she burst out as she felt another wave of pleasure building up inside of her.

“I love you, wife!” Bartos grunted out as his pace accelerated, pounding harder, deeper, and faster into her soaked insides… “I’m cumming…”

He cried out, and just as he did, they both groaned at their mutual release. Both of them were panting as Bartos pulled himself out of her and laid beside her, scooping her up in his arms with one smooth motion as he embraced her.

“Husband…” Jayra called out to him, comfortably resting her head on his sturdy chest. “I’m playing cupid for Bella and Lord Osman… Do you think that’s alright?”

Bartos chuckled. “I think it’s already too late to even ask for permission, wife, seeing as you already started to make your move. But I guess there’s no harm in doing so, knowing my sister,” he shrugged with a smile.

“You see, Bella’s an independent woman. She’s someone who knows exactly what she wants. So even if you play cupid, if she comes to hate it, then you’ll hear it from her shortly after. She doesn’t beat around the bush. What you see is what you get.”

“Hmm, I can see that, but still, I hope she’ll end up with someone good like you,” Jayra chuckled.

“I would like to think that I’m unique, wife,” Bartos commented. “But then, I can only hope that my sister indeed finds someone who’s very much sincere and in love with her in the same way that I am with you.”

Jayra had to tilt her head to look at him. “That’s too romantic,” she scoffed with a teasing tone. “When did you learn to say those words?”

Bartos knitted his brows. “Wife, I didn’t learn to say those words. I simply relayed the words that I truly feel…”

Jayra bit her lower lip, trying her best not to cry. Instead, she leaned in closer and gave Bartos a loving kiss as she whispered, “I love you so much, husband. You make me feel like I’m inside a beautiful dream.”

“But we may come across hardship in our life together since nothing is perfect, wife,” Bartos reminded. “Even in dreams, there are still nightmares…”

Jayra nodded in understanding. Indeed, not everything was a beautiful dream. But with Bartos… together, they would face everything, even if those nightmares did come for them sooner or later…