The Crown's Fire - Chapter 126

Chapter 126: Swallowed**
Tarah kissed Ezekiel’s lips, her movements slow and tender as she murmured, “I miss you…” Ezekiel couldn’t help but groan softly as she shifted, hovering on top of him. Her absence throughout the entire day had left her longing for him, and Ezekiel found himself unable to sneak away as he usually would, given that it was his coronation day.

“Tarah,” Ezekiel huskily murmured as she began peppering his jaw with kisses, trailing down to his neck. Once again, Tarah’s inhibitions vanished, consumed by her desire to be intimately close to him in their final days together. She wanted to give him everything she could.

“Tarah, what’s gotten into you?” Ezekiel gasped, his voice filled with surprise as she removed his tunic, her actions becoming bolder by the second. Despite his question, she didn’t offer a response, instead focusing on peppering his neck with kisses while her hands roamed over his sturdy muscles. She trailed kisses wherever her hands touched, her desire to express her affection evident in her every movement.

“Tarah…” Ezekiel’s voice, laden with desire as he uttered her name, resonated deeply within Tarah’s being. Knowing she was pleasing him filled her with a sense of fulfillment. Playfully, she flicked her tongue over his hardened nipple, drawing a deep groan from him, before teasingly sucking on it.

Her hands moved down from his strong stomach, venturing southward until she reached his arousal. Tarah smiled, unconsciously shifting back to gaze at Ezekiel’s face. His eyes widened with desire as she gently stroked his hardness. “Tarah, are you trying to drive me crazy?” he murmured with a strained voice.

She smiled reassuringly and said, “No, I want to make you happy tonight, Kiel, so please let me. I really want to do this.”

Ezekiel moved, sitting upright. “We shouldn’t. If you keep going, I might not be able to resist touching you and going further,” he cautioned.

“But I’m willing to go further,” she whispered. Losing her abilities didn’t matter if she could give herself completely to Ezekiel, body and soul. What if her plan failed? What if Devon… Tarah pushed away the disturbing thought. The idea of Devon consuming her entirely disgusted her beyond measure.

Her face drained of color as she realized the gravity of her thoughts. ‘Levi!’ she mentally exclaimed, quickly banishing the thought and kissing Ezekiel passionately, hoping it would distract her enough not to think of Devon now.

Ezekiel seemed equally lost, his hands roaming over Tarah’s body. Before she knew it, his lips trailed kisses down her neck and chest, igniting a longing for more. She hardly noticed as he removed her nightgown, leaving her bare before him as she straddled his lap.

He gently lowered her onto the bed, hovering over her. Tarah’s body arched in response as Ezekiel tantalized her sensitive nipples, one with his mouth and the other with his hand. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

Her body quivered, not with fear, but with intense pleasure. Each touch sent waves of ecstasy coursing through her, causing her to arch her back and moan softly as he continued to suckle her nipples alternately. She didn’t want him to stop; the pleasure was overwhelming, forming a tight knot in her stomach.

Ezekiel’s touch grew more daring, his hand exploring every inch of her skin as it ventured down between her legs. She bit her lower lip as his hand brushed against her already moist center, sending shivers of arousal through her body. She was incredibly turned on, her cheeks flushing with the realization of her own desire.

“You’re so wet,” he murmured against her skin, trailing kisses downward before teasing her belly button with his tongue. “Don’t worry, I won’t take your virginity. I just want to taste you,” he stated plainly as he moved between her thighs, kissing her inner thighs with deliberate care.

Tarah unwittingly grasped Ezekiel’s hair as she felt his tongue leisurely trace and explore her folds, as if savoring every essence of her being. Normally, she might have found the act dirty or taboo, but with Ezekiel, it felt transcendent. She squirmed beneath him, attempting to muffle her explicit moans of pleasure as he expertly pleasured her.

“Kiel,” she called out wantonly as he lavished attention on her sensitive nub, sending her senses into overdrive. Tarah felt like she was losing control, her mind spinning as an overwhelming sensation built up within her, threatening to consume her entirely. Ezekiel’s relentless tongue continued its ministrations, causing Tarah’s hips to buck and her body to convulse with ecstasy.

With a sudden surge of pleasure, Tarah felt her body release, a wave of euphoria crashing over her. She trembled uncontrollably as she experienced the peak of her pleasure, panting heavily as Ezekiel continued to pleasure her, seemingly savoring every drop of her orgasm.

After he had finished, Ezekiel crawled back up to her and kissed her deeply, allowing her to taste her own release on his lips. “Take me,” she murmured as he released her mouth.

“No, not yet,” Ezekiel asserted firmly, and Tarah frowned as she felt him begin to stroke his own arousal. ‘Is he really going to do it himself?’ she wondered, determined not to let him.

Quickly, she moved and positioned herself between his legs. “What are you doing?” Ezekiel gasped as she removed his hand from his shaft and replaced it with her own. He was already slick with pre-cum as she gently rubbed him, eliciting a moan from him.

“I’ll take care of this for you if you’re not ready to take me yet,” she stated firmly, before lowering her head and tentatively licking the tip of his length.

“Ahhh…” Ezekiel groaned, his voice filled with primal desire, as Tarah continued to lick and suck him. She moved methodically, licking from the base of his shaft up to the tip, savoring the taste of his pre-cum. He was substantial in size, and she knew she couldn’t take all of him in her mouth, but she was determined to pleasure him as much as she could.

With gentle guidance, Ezekiel tangled his fingers in her long hair, clearing the strands from her face. Tarah glanced up at him, meeting his gaze filled with admiration, as she continued to bob her head up and down in a slow, deliberate motion. Despite his growing size inside her mouth, she persisted, driven by the sight of his pleasure and the desire to make him feel incredible.

“Oh, Tarah,” Ezekiel groaned as she increased the pace, feeling him pulsating within her mouth. “I… Ah!” His body tensed, but Tarah ignored it, continuing to pleasure him. Soon after, she felt his warm release shooting into her mouth. Normally, this would be repulsive, but not when it came from Ezekiel. Perhaps she loved him too much for anything about him to disgust her.

“Tarah?” Ezekiel breathed in disbelief as she swallowed all of his essence.

“You… swallowed it all?” he murmured, panting. She shyly smiled and nodded, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.