The Crown's Fire - Chapter 143

Chapter 143: I Can’t**
Atlas gulped hard, unable to tear his eyes away from Ezme. She was so alluring and beautiful that he couldn’t deny his desire for her. She had been unknowingly torturing him for a few nights now, and he didn’t know how much longer he could resist her.

He stood frozen, his eyes burning with desire. He was dangerously close to losing control. Ezme got up from the bed and began to undress him.

“Relax,” she whispered in his ear. But how could he possibly relax? He stood naked before her like a statue, his arousal evident.

She kissed his lips, and in that moment, all restraint crumbled. Atlas pulled her closer, kissing her hungrily. He indulged in her supple lips, savoring their sweetness as he explored her mouth with his tongue.

His hands roamed over her soft skin, memorizing every curve and contour of her body. She was cold to the touch, but she ignited a fire within him that he couldn’t ignore. He caressed her bare skin, his touch gentle yet urgent, tracing every inch of her body until his hands settled on her round, firm breasts.

Atlas was breathless when he finally released Ezme’s lips, trailing kisses down her jawline and along her neck. He licked and suckled every inch of her skin, marking her as his own with passionate fervor.

Ezme couldn’t contain her soft moans as Atlas’s lips found her hardened peaks. His tongue danced over her sensitive flesh, and she felt her body melting under his touch. It was as if he was nursing on her nipple like a newborn, while his hand skillfully teased and caressed her other breast.

“Atlas,” she lovingly called his name, feeling a wave of desire wash over her. He gently guided her onto the bed, and she eagerly complied, sinking into its comforting embrace. As his lips continued their journey downwards, Ezme held her breath in anticipation.

She gasped as he licked her belly button, his touch sending shivers down her spine. With his hand now between her thighs, she felt herself growing wet with desire.

“So wet,” he murmured against her skin.

“Yes, only for you, my love,” she whispered, struggling to catch her breath. This level of arousal was new to her, unlike anything she had experienced before. While she was not naive, this was the first time she had allowed a man to explore her body in such an intimate way.

Trembling with pleasure, Ezme felt Atlas’s lips kissing along her inner thighs, each touch sending a jolt of electricity through her. She instinctively grasped his hair as his tongue teased her most intimate parts, the sensation driving her wild with desire. She had never imagined that being pleasured in such a way could feel so incredibly good.

Atlas’s skilled tongue danced over Ezme’s folds like it was the most exquisite delicacy, causing her toes to curl in ecstasy. She couldn’t contain her moans as he found her sensitive nub, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. His fingers expertly entered her, a sensation she had never experienced before. Most men she had been with didn’t reach this level of intimacy.

“Ezme, you taste good,” he hummed against her core, sending shivers down her spine. With each thrust of his finger, she felt herself nearing the edge of ecstasy. Soon her body arched as she trembled, sparks of pleasure dancing behind her closed eyelids.

Her body continued to tremble from the intensity of her orgasm, her skin still electric with desire as Atlas continued to lavish his attention on her, his tongue exploring every inch of her, lapping up the juices she had released.

She pulled him up. “That’s enough,” she murmured as she kissed his lips, her legs opening wide to welcome him and brushing herself against his erectness, making him growl in pleasure. With a swift motion, Atlas entered her, and Ezme felt a sharp pain that made her inadvertently scratch his back.

He froze. His wide-eyed gaze met hers as he exclaimed, “You… You’re a virgin?”

“Of course! Did you think I’d just sleep with random men?” she retorted, her face crumpling with annoyance. While she enjoyed playful encounters, she had never taken the step towards this kind of intimacy until now.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend,” Atlas apologized, showering her face with gentle kisses. Ezme reassured him with a chuckle, urging him to continue. “Aren’t you in pain?” he worriedly asked.

“I think you’ll be the one in pain if you stop now. I’m a vampire, Atlas, I heal fast. Stop hesitating now,” she insisted, taking control and moving their bodies so she was on top of him. As she slowly enveloped him with her tight opening, she relished in the sensation of intense pleasure building within her.

As Atlas continued his movements, Ezme felt pleasure and pain, but the pain gradually faded away.

With him moving on top of her, pinning her to the bed, his kisses and thrusts intensified, driving her senses wild.

“Oh, Ezme you’re so beautiful…” Despite his sweet words, Ezme couldn’t shake the desire to hear him declare his love for her. Yet, she reminded herself that patience was key, trusting that Atlas would come to love her in time.

As his pace quickened and his thrusts grew deeper, Ezme held onto him tightly, her body on the verge of ecstasy. Unintentionally, she tightened around him, eliciting a deep groan from Atlas.

Moments later, a powerful wave of pleasure washed over her for the second time, coinciding with Atlas’s release. As they lay together, their bodies intertwined, Ezme silently hoped that she might be blessed with the chance to bear his child.

“Ezme,” he murmured against her skin, his breath sending tingles down her spine as he continued his sensual exploration of her earlobe.

“Hmm?” she responded, feeling a surge of pleasure when he thrust his once again hard shaft in and out of her core in a slow movement.

“I want more,” he confessed, his voice heavy with desire. Ezme’s cheeks flushed at his boldness. Did he really need to ask when he was already deep inside her, filling her with blissful sensations?

“If I said no, would you stop?” she teased, meeting his thrusts with the eager movements of her lower body.

“I can’t,” he groaned, his passion undeniable as he claimed her lips in a hungry kiss, and once again their bodies entwined in a dance of desire.