Azef's Passion (Part 1)

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Azef is a possessive being, and knowing his true nature, I must try to satisfy him so that my plans are not ruined.
It is hypocritical but even if I love him so intensely, I will not change my plans, I have goals that I will achieve no matter what. For now, I will just appease my lover.

We started kissing, I surrounded Azef's neck with my hands while he surrounded my hips with his.

The kiss was intense and sweet at the same time, the different feelings being transmitted without restraint while very quickly I found myself on the bed on my back watching Azef hover above me with a look full of desire and lust.

“I love you so much Azef”

Azef kissed my forehead going down the ridge of my nose before placing a butterfly kiss on my lips, continuing on my chin before moving to my neck where he made sure to leave a very visible mark of his passage.

Mylène belongs to them, then this human should know his place.

I moaned at the touch of Azef's lips on my skin feeling Azef's hands move under my dress.

He moved one of his hands up to the collar of my garment and lowered it to my forearms. I felt a shiver go through me from that place electrifying my whole body as Azef began to tenderly massage my shoulder, placing a kiss along my collarbone to the top of my chest before lowering the dress completely to expose my breasts to his voracious eyes, it was exactly what he loved to see.

Round and firm mounds that had in their center nipples of a magnificent pink, it was exquisite to see and just imagining diving into them to taste them filled his mouth with saliva, his heart leaping with anticipation.

The nipples were hard and erect in front of him waiting for his attention, he looked up at Mylène's red and excited face and thought he would faint with desire, she is beautiful as anything, she is so hot that he does not know if it is normal such a guilty aspect.

Such an expression is provocative, she has her eyes closed and her lips slightly open breathing almost with difficulty, her cheeks, ears and neck were a cute red and her eyes that could be seen slightly despite the slight slit revealed dilated golden pupils, his mind had started to drift.

She moaned without being touched too much which means that she anticipated all the sensations that he was going to do to her and that pleased Azef enormously. He likes that she abandons herself to him so much, it makes him think that this woman under him at this very moment belongs to them body and soul and that he can do with her what he desires without her putting up any resistance.

Azef put his face on my chest, his hot breath tickling my nipples, which sent a wave of shivers through my body, my hips starting to move so much that I moaned in displeasure.

It was like Azef was playing with me and I didn't like it, I already wanted him so much, I need him to fill  and ruin me... shit I don't care that it's daytime and that people outside can hear me, I'm going to please myself and abandon myself to the man I love.

“Azef…”

I almost begged and he smiled back, it seemed so enjoyable for Azef to see me so vulnerable ready to beg for his attention. He took out his fangs and lightly bit my hard nipple almost making me scream in pleasure.

“Oh Azef…”

He ran his tongue over the place he had just bitten as if he was trying to make up for the bite which excited me even more. I grabbed Azef’s hair in a firm grip and pulled it as he sucked my nipple.

Azef went to take the other nipple with his other hand pinching the tip and playing with it with his index finger and thumb. I didn’t stop screaming and moaning, my mind clouded by the pleasure that was going through me and starting to take me away.  I never knew when my dress had left my body that I felt the cool air hit my skin.

Azef was now kneeling over me, removing his shirt to let me admire the exceptional vision of the beauty of a divinity, masculinity in all its glory.
I swallowed, raising my hands to run them over Azef's toned and firm chest, who closed his eyes at my touch, then no longer resisting, he fell on my lips feeling that he had been separated from her taste for too long.

Azef opened his eyes slightly, he wanted to see Mylène, he wanted to see how submissive she was to him at this moment, how much she appreciated what he was doing to her but especially how much she loved him and belonged to him.

All these things that made him proud and crazy... yes crazy about her, he wanted to see them, her facial and body expressions, he wanted to record everything in order to keep them in a corner of his mind.
Their goddess, she was so beautiful.
She had closed her eyes and it looked like she was on a little cloud as her face seemed so relaxed, her face was on fire. Her round and red cheeks gave her a very cute look, like a little girl who had been given a candy.  No at this moment, it was not her who was enjoying a sweet but him, the sight of her in this expression made him feel like he had the best treat that exists and he was going to take everything from her.

He focused again on their kiss and closed his eyes wanting to enjoy it to the fullest. There were many noises that mixed in the field between sucking, sighing and moans. He had a plethora of auditory sensations that gave him the impression that he was going to take his original form soon but he couldn't, Mylène needed him as a man not as a sacred beast.

He could no longer listen to the noises that were heard outside the room, as the birds chirping, the rustling of the trees carried by the wind, the employees outside who were busy in the corridors of the house and in the courtyard, the cries of the animals and further away the fountain, all these noises were made abstract and put in the background.

The only ones he wanted and liked to hear were those made by the intimate contact between his lips and those of Mylène.

He took the trouble to calm down in the face of the violence of the feelings that invaded his body, making him almost insane not to already make wild love to Mylène. He could clearly hear his heart beating in a deafening cacophony almost making his ears whistle, but what made him more impatient was that he could also hear Mylène's heart beating against his chest, she was in the same state as him if not worse.

He felt out of breath, not from lack of air, but because of the panic of his heart every time Mylène moved her lips giving him more freedom to travel inside her mouth.

All the sighs and moans only added pleasure to him, making him want to love even more this being under him ... more than he already did if that's possible ... he adored her and had done so for centuries.

Azef dove even more into the kiss caressing Mylène's long hair, a scent of vanilla flower crossing his nostrils. He had already imagined it, it was her natural scent no matter how much she could sweat like during their training sessions, she kept this subtle scent that made him almost dependent on her presence, her perfume

He loved to be engulfed by this unique scent and took pleasure in breathing this scent with full lungs.  Nothing like it to brighten his senses and awaken some of his primal desires.

He slid his hands over Mylène's skin, enjoying the sensation. She was soft to the touch and the warmth she gave off felt very good. He caressed the curves of her body going towards her flat stomach, her slim hips and her crotch which was already wet from all his caresses.
He was drunk with all the sensations he was experiencing, her skin, her soft and voluptuous lips and the heat that emanated from her. He went to caress her face and put his hands on her warm cheekbones. It was as if his palm was about to catch fire so intense was the heat of Mylène's cheeks, intense with her excitement, intense with her impatience.

Azef ended the kiss and moved to the side feeling Mylène's hands rubbing against the elastic of his pants. She didn't want to wait any longer and neither did he but he didn't want to be a wild beast just interested in dipping his cock in her and fucking her. No, he just wanted to make love to her and for her to feel the intense flow of his feelings for her.

“Mylène…”

He pulled out of her body, enjoying the look of displeasure on Mylène’s face at the sudden loss of heat, it was something really funny.
He shifted to the side and removed his pants, finding himself as naked as Mylène before settling back between her legs, his cock hitting her thigh almost at her entrance.

He had kept his erection in these pants for a long time despite the feeling of exploding and now that he was free he was going to use it wisely.

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