King's Maker [+18]

Chapter Forty-one

I opened my eyes when I felt someone carry me off the chair. This is embarrassing but I really feel sleepy.

I couldn't properly see who this person was but my eyes caught Stella, also being carried by a royal guard.

She passed out, her mouth wide open. I let my eyes shut.

My brain seemed to have woken up but my eyes wanted to stay shut. I felt my body get placed on a soft bed.

I instantly felt relaxed then I felt my clothes getting stripped off.

It must be him now. I don't seem to have a drop of shame left in my body anymore from all of the things we did.

When all of the material on me was gone, my body felt relieved as the heat in me made me sweat a lot.

Falling deeper in my sleep, my eyes weakly opened when I felt his lips kissing my inner thigh.

I groaned and tried to kick him but he caught my foot for the obvious reason that I am slow. I felt heat add to me when he kissed the pad of my foot.

This is such a wrong time, I really feel the need to sleep.

My eyelids closed on me again, feeling heavy. His hands opened my legs as if I were a good book to read for the whole night. Pages spread apart.

"Hnng.. nooo." I object weakly.

I groaned when he lightly sucked and bit a spot on my inner thigh, just close to my slit.

Now my body is heated twice as much as before, even if I am bare.

I felt the bed shift. He must've hated the way I wasn't responding much- he came back.

I weakly pushed myself to crawl away from him even if my eyes were closed. Hands held my ankles and yanked me hard.

"Hmp!!" He slapped my slit, jolting my body and causing my eyes to open weakly. I instantly shut my legs.

He opened them again and slapped it again. "Ha!" I shut it again and the process repeated. "S-Stop!"

"Until you learn to spread your legs, I'll mistreat your pussy." I forced myself to spread my legs apart.

I whined in frustration and it caused him to crawl on top of me. "Are you whining, flower?" He's poking fun at me.

My body heat is getting worse, my heart drums again and I'm perspiring more. My arousal is starting to pool at the inner bottom of my lower abdomen.

His body is starting to weigh on me as he comes closer, I placed my hands on his chest to push him but I forgot how weak I was. It looked like I'm holding him, ready for what he had to do.

His behavior started to weaken my mind more than that cocktail ever did. And that was such a big glass.

"Hnngg." his mouth sucked the skin between my cleavage. My skin smolders. He let go, went for my mouth and held my arms still. Very feeble of me to kiss him back, I can't even properly guide my tongue and his is just everywhere.

Devouring my mouth, like an animal thirsty for days. He broke the kiss with a sound, "Don't present yourself to me this impotent again." I wasn't really planning to.. "You being debilitated unconsciously asks for me and you don't know how bad that is."

I just slowly blink at him, not registering much in my crowded, dysfunctional brain. He growled out of nowhere, "Fuck those damn eyes."

His movements were so fast that I just felt myself get flipped hasty. I groaned, my body just feels heavy and wants rest.

"You need to sober up." He whispered and I thought he meant to give me any coffee or drinks but he crawled downwards.

Quickly, he lifted my hips up then he placed it down into- "ah!!" It didn't register in my mind right away that he made me sit on his face. "N-No!!"

Before I could even lift my other leg to get off, his tongue already licked my slit. "S-Stop, Y-Your.."

He held my hips then flipped us back again. He crawled on top of me then he propped pillows behind my head and back.

"Just so you can watch me eat." He whispered and crawled back down. I-I hate this! I'm never stepping into any tavern again.

He spread my legs wider and didn't waste time. "Hmp!! No!" I weakly latched my hand on his hair and grabbed a bunch. His tongue licked me upward- "ah!"

"Eyes down here, little girl." I went and lifted my head up instead to avoid it, why would I want to look at it?? This act is disgraceful, is this his kink- "Argh- stop!" he slapped my slit again, I could just kick his face right here right now but my body is asleep. "Please stop, with all due respect." I breathe out.

He got off of me and made me turn sideways as he laid behind me. I thought we were finished but then his cock just started to poke on my ass. "W-What are you doing-!"

"Calm down. Ass-fucking is too hard for you, I'm looking for your hole." I could just disintegrate with how and what he spoke. H-He just said it so casually??

He's supposed to be looking for my slit but I took notice that he's rubbing his whole length on my clit. "Hng."

His hand slid underneath me to hug. I'm embarrassed that I could feel how wet I am, like, down there, I'm truly soaking. I feel like my body's wearing-down, leaking.

I'm starting to run out of breath. He lifted my leg then I felt his tip get positioned just right up my hole. "Press it in, flower." I've never been quicker in shaking my head.

"Do it, stick it inside you." That's already too much for me to do. "Or you can be like a statuette for the whole night." I really despise his condition and his teasing voice.