Chapter 47 #2
I made my way back to my rooms for appearances’ sake before swiftly taking off for Azurill’s rooms. By the time I made it there, I stopped short when I realized he was only wearing a pair of grey sleep pants, his tan upper body completely exposed, and his tattoo standing out in sharp relief.
My eyes couldn’t help tracking over his body, from the lines of his collarbone down his muscled abdomen to the V of his hips that led to where his pants hung low off them, teasing me with a trail of blue-green hair leading straight down.
“Look at you.” I looked up at his gravelly voice, surprised out of my admiration, and found him staring at me in turn. “In my colors, like a true Diamond Queen.”
I couldn’t help the flush that took over my skin, pleased that he enjoyed the dress as much as I did. I’d barely blinked before he was suddenly in front of me.
“When will he be here?” Azurill growled, his eyes glinting like silver fire.
“Not until midnight,” I told him, breathless as I found myself lifted off the ground.
In a blur of movement, we were suddenly standing before his bed.
The wide window allowed in the moonlight, which spilled over his bed, but I barely got a glimpse of a plush-looking kyanite-blue blanket and silver pillows before Azurill grabbed me by my arms to pull me into him, his mouth crashing into mine.
My hand found his chest, bracing against him as I surrendered completely to his plundering of my mouth.
My tongue danced with his until I grew truly desperate for breath, and nipped his lip as I pulled back.
Our eyes met, and I took a step backward; a predatory gleam sparked in his eyes and he pulled my hand, keeping me from escaping.
I smirked playfully at him before I turned around, eyeing him as I gestured to my laced-up back pointedly.
A slow smirk appeared on his face to match mine, and he stepped forward, his fingers finding the laces and beginning to slowly untie them.
He pulled my hair to the side, giving him space to work, but he took full advantage of the situation to kiss my neck.
I moaned as he nipped the sensitive skin, kissing a path down my back as he exposed every new inch of skin to his lips.
When he reached the bottom of my laces, I let go of the hold I’d kept on the dress, letting it pool to the floor around me before turning to face Azurill.
His eyes dipped down to take me in, licking his lips as he reached to grab me by the hips.
I took the opportunity first, however, grabbing the edge of the pants he wore and thumbing them down over his hips, exposing him inch by inch until he was fully released.
His heavy cock jumped before me, making me smile slyly, but it was quickly wiped from my face as he pulled me into him.
He kissed me hard as his hands found my breasts, squeezing and pinching and pulling moans and groans from me.
Not to be outdone, I reached down to grasp his cock, letting my fingers wrap around his girth and pumping up and down.
I reached down to slide my fingers through my rapidly pooling arousal before returning to his cock, using it to ease the glide of my hand around him.
He let out a tortured groan as he realized what I was doing.
“Do you object, Veri?” I teased lightly, even as his fingers chased after mine and took a swipe through my drenched folds for himself.
“Only that I didn’t get to have a taste first, Mini-Dite,” he grumbled, nipping my neck in retaliation. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked my arousal from them, making more pool between my thighs as his cock pulsed in my hand. “Fuck, I need you. Now.”
His kiss was wild as he grabbed me by the waist and hoisted me onto the bed.
He fell between my thighs, his cock sliding through the wetness gathered there for him.
I thrust my hips up against him, chasing the feeling.
I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about how it had felt last time.
It was so different from any other experience I’d had, and I was just as desperate as he seemed to repeat it.
His hands raked through my long hair, guiding my head to his to kiss me once more, as if his lips were drawn to mine beyond his control.
It was frantic and hungry, the air around us feeling electric as we came together.
His cock finally notched at my entrance and pushed in slowly, my back arching as he filled me completely.
The stretch was deliciously painful, the pleasure overwhelming, the slight pinch as he sank into me. More than that, it gave me that feeling of belonging that I’d lost. I’d hadn’t had a home in years, but here, with Azurill inside me, I finally felt like I found a home again.
As he pulled his hips back, he pulled away to look down at me, our eyes meeting as he thrust back in.
My lips parted on a gasp, and his eyes refused to leave mine as his hand slid up my body to grasp my breast, flicking my nipple before finally sacrificing eye contact to suck it into his mouth.
My back bowed off the bed as I chased his lips, his teeth biting lightly around it as the feeling went straight to my clit.
His hands slid up my arms to hold my wrists above my head, his hips speeding up as he thrust into me with increasing speed, hitting harder and deeper, making me all but sing for him as my moans pitched higher with each thrust. I ached to wrap my arms around him but settled for my legs, crossing them behind his ass as I used the leverage to meet his thrusts.
The sound was obscene with how wet I was for him, but the slap of skin on skin echoed through the room regardless.
When he finally released my breasts, he looked down at me with eyes shifting from varying shades of teal to silver and back again, the magic inside him was charged, and I swore I could feel it sparking between us.
I arched my neck up to attack his lips, pulling him back to me the best way I knew how.
“Azurill…” I panted into his mouth.
“Linnea,” he growled back, making me shiver against him.
I strained against his hold on my wrists until he smirked, finally releasing them before I used my new freedom to force him over, rolling us so I was on top.
He groaned as he slid even deeper inside me, and I matched him with a scream of pleasure as I bottomed out on his cock.
I quickly began to move, riding him hard as his hands found my bouncing breasts before falling to my hips and helping me.
His hips thrust up every time I moved down, and I could feel my walls quaking around him as he spun me up further and further.
He leaned up and caught my mouth, releasing one of my hips so his fingers could find my clit, circling it and making me moan loudly even as our tongues dueled.
My body trembled as the pleasure overtook me, and I couldn’t do anything as Azurill pushed me backward, caging me in as my back hit the end of the bed.
He grabbed my thighs and wrenched my legs apart as he pounded in with single-minded determination, so I reached down to rub my clit myself, making him groan, his eyes glued to the sight.
I could feel my orgasm rapidly descending, the tide inside me rising like a wave as I screamed out his name, a rush of arousal coating his cock as it crashed over me.
His hips stuttered as he watched me cum, biting his lip as he watched the show.
My back arched with pleasure as I rode it out, my nails digging into his thighs, the only part of him I could reach to ground myself.
As my orgasm began to ebb, Azurill flipped me over and had me grab onto the headboard before he began to thrust into me hard and fast. My sensitive walls fluttered around his cock and his hands gripped my hips in just the right spot, making my eyes widen when I realized that I was going to cum again.
“Fuck,” I yelped, “Azurill!”
As the second wave overtook me, Azurill’s hips sped up slightly before he thrust once, twice, and came with a shout of my name, filling me completely as he fell on top of me. Letting go of the headboard, we both crashed down onto the pillows. Sticky and sweaty, but wholly satisfied.