The Crown's Fire - Chapter 103

Chapter 103: To Please Ezekiel*
Tarah could feel the loud thumping of her heart against her chest as she sensed the movement of the water, indicating Ezekiel’s presence in the hot spring with her.

She bit her inner lip, trying to calm her nerves. After all, she and Ezekiel had already kissed and embraced each other. They shared mutual feelings, and Ezekiel had even asked for her hand in marriage, patiently awaiting her response.

“Tarah.”

She stiffened when she felt Ezekiel’s warm breath graze the skin of her bare shoulder. Lost in her own thoughts, she hadn’t realized how close he had come behind her. His hands found her shoulders, turning her around to face him.

“You do know that you’ve invited danger right now?” he murmured, his gaze intense as he stared deeply into her eyes. Tarah found herself unable to look away; he seemed to possess a magnetic pull that drew her closer to him.

“I’m in danger?” she unknowingly voiced her thoughts aloud. She could feel Ezekiel’s warm palm moving from her shoulders to her shoulder blades and then to her neck, sending tingling sensations coursing through her body.

Every hair on her body stood on end as she awaited his next move, her anticipation building with each passing moment. She felt her face flush with excitement as she realized the intensity of the moment.

“Yes, you could say that you’re in danger now, since you look so tempting and inviting, and the beast in me is close to breaking out, Tarah,” Ezekiel said with a furrowed brow. Then, she heard him curse under his breath before leaning closer to her neck.

His tender kisses on her skin caused her to gasp in surprise. It wasn’t merely kisses; he was also delicately licking and suckling her flesh. Her legs grew weak, and she reflexively gripped his arms tightly. He continued his affectionate gestures, prompting her to close her eyes, too lost in the pleasure of his dangerous lips.

“Your Highness,” she gasped, momentarily taken aback.

“I told you to call me by my name,” he whispered softly, gently licking and suckling her delicate earlobe.

“Kiel,” she whispered in response, savoring the shorter name. It felt more intimate, a whispered acknowledgment of his earlier request.

“That’s more like it,” Ezekiel breathed as his kiss trailed from her jawline up to her lips. Tarah felt the pull of desire, knowing that her time with Ezekiel was limited.

Was too much to indulge herself in these fleeting moments. She just wanted to be with him, to feel the closeness and warmth of his embrace. Some might consider it wrong, but at that moment, it felt undeniably right to her.

As a woman, all she dreamed of was having a family of her own. She didn’t yearn to embrace her calling as a Seer; she simply longed to be Ezekiel’s partner. Tarah opened her eyes, gazing up at the clear sky above. Yet, she knew that surrendering her purity would mean forfeiting her gifts.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pondered a future without Ezekiel by her side. Strangely, she found herself unable to envision her own destiny. The uncertainty weighed heavily upon her, casting a shadow over her hopes and dreams.

Ezekiel whispered to Tarah, “You need to stop me, or I won’t be able to hold back.” He was becoming increasingly passionate. He was touching her breast gently, and she made soft moans in response. However, she didn’t want him to stop. Instead of responding verbally, Tarah decided to express herself through action.

She drew Ezekiel’s face towards her and initiated a passionate kiss. This act intensified their feelings, and Ezekiel couldn’t help but groan. In that moment, he effortlessly lifted Tarah, cradling her in his arms while supporting her lower back. He gently positioned her near the edge, allowing their bodies to be in close contact. As they stood there, she could feel the firmness of his arousal brushing against her skin.

As their passion continued to grow, Ezekiel’s head moved towards Tarah’s chest, where he tenderly licked and gently sucked on her aroused nipples. This intimate moment left Tarah breathless, and she softly called out his name, “Kiel,” with a mix of love and surrender. This intense feeling was new to her, igniting a fierce desire within her that she hadn’t experienced before.

“I want you so badly,” he feverishly murmured against her skin as he trailed kisses up to her neck again. Tarah’s breath caught as Ezekiel’s lips caressed her, igniting more fire within her. After a moment, Tarah slowly opened her eyes to find Ezekiel had simply buried his face in the crook of her neck.

“Kiel?” she asked in her hoarse voice. “I should stop, or else I won’t be able to. I want to do things the proper way, Tarah. I want to marry you and formally introduce you to my people. Besides, you haven’t answered me yet,” Ezekiel firmly and genuinely expressed.

He gently pulled back to meet her gaze. “Heaven’s, you’re so beautiful. Staying here with you like this is a very wrong idea,” he expressed, his tone tinged with anguish.

Tarah could feel Ezekiel’s erection and realized what it meant. She whispered, “I’ll help you,” and bravely moved and placed her hand on Ezekiel’s manhood. This action caused him to groan in pleasure. Quickly, she covered his mouth to silence him and proceeded to tug and rub his hard member.

Despite its size, Tarah comforted him, skillfully tugging and rubbing to provide relief.

Ezekiel panted, “Tarah,” as her lips momentarily left his, allowing him to respond. However, she surprised him by tenderly licking and suckling on his neck. Simultaneously, she continued to pleasure him with her hands and skillfully attended to his throbbing member.

“Shh, it’s alright, Kiel,” she hummed softly before capturing his lips again, preventing him from stopping her. Feeling his growing arousal in her palm, she quickened her movements.

She wasn’t naive; the demon king, Devon, had already corrupted her in every possible way, forcing her to please him despite her disgust.

Why deny pleasing the man she loved? With all her heart, she was determined to pleasure Ezekiel in every way she could.