Enchantress

Chapter XXVII

Aurora's POV

Stepping out of my bath, I took his hand. He pulled me into his embrace and lifted me easily. Though I was still wet he seemed uncaring about his clothes. Desperate for his lips, I reached for him. Burying my fingers into his mane I acknowledgedn how much I loved it when he let his hair down. His lips found mine in a heated kiss. I loved it. After missing his touch for months, I relished it. I craved it. His hands on my naked body leave trails of fire in their wake. A pool of molten heat settling in my stomach running toward my sex leaving me quaking for him.

I find that I am not afraid to beg Xion for what I need, and he is never afraid to give it to me. He placed me in the middle of our bed. He rid himself of clothing and joined me.
He pulled the strings of my body so meticulously I had no choice but to moan for him. Words failed me when he settled between my thighs and teased me with his tongue as he loves to do. Xion licked at me at a steady pace which made me frantic. In agony, I gripped his hair and grinded myself on his tongue like a wanton succubus. Moaning out his name I begged him not to stop. Losing myself in the sensations he invoked in me. I cried for him.

"Xion please." His name on my lips always gets him hotter. He pushed my legs up towards my chest and held them there. His tongue pressed as deep as he could into my body, and I couldn't help but climax. My legs were shaking, and I felt like he'd take all he could from my sex.

"Mmhmm, my princess always tastes so good." He murmured licking his lips. He let my legs fall limp on either side of his body. My eyes were dazed, and I could hardly think straight.

"Xion, I-."

"I'll take care of you, my fated. My Aurora." He made me look at him. He's the sexiest man I'd ever seen. His beard, His hair, even those red eyes made my inside melt.

He let me recover while he played with my body, messaging my breasts, sucking, and biting into them. Ever since finding out I fed him from my own flesh, Xion has made it a point to leave his bite marks everywhere he could. Now his beard tickled my neck while I grew impatient.

"I'm okay now." I whispered to him. Ignoring me, he continued to play. Kissing my face and neck he ran his fingers through my ginger hair.

"I cannot seem to decide which feature I love most. Your ginger hair, the freckles dancing across your nose, your little ears or those fucking green eyes. I could drown in you." He told me. All I could think was he should drown in my body right this moment. I was slick and so ready for him. Xion sensed it, he reached between our bodies to find me dripping. He groaned and in moments, he's pushing into my body.
Unable to stop myself, I gripped his shoulders so hard my nails scratched his skin. He held nothing back, once again my legs were forced up and I felt him moving inside me.
I didn't know what to think when he pulled away from me and so all I did was try to bring him back, but he flipped my body so easily, I yelped. My hands hit the bed and I looked over my shoulder. He was so powerful and masculine towering behind me. I whimpered.

Arranging my body how pleased, Xion pressed his chest to my back as he slipped into my body, deeper than before... I felt his every move, every pulse of his member inside me. I could feel him. Finding his pace, he pulled my hands above my head and then intertwined our fingers. Holding me in that position, his strokes in and out of my body got more frantic.

He took me, punishingly, fiercely like he was a starved man. I came apart beneath his body and he found his release inside me. He held himself inside me, breathing into my ear, I heard him smile. Slowly, he pulled away from my body and turned me, so I laid on my back. Smiling, I kiss his lips. Knowing that I could arouse him again he pulled away, kissed my cheek, and told me to behave.

"You'll be sore if you keep this up." He warned as I begin to rub on him again.

"I don't mind being sore." I climbed on top of him. I felt victorious as he hardened beneath me, and his eyes darkened with desire.