The Crown's Fire - Chapter 280

Chapter 280: All You’ve Got**
“I can’t believe that Master Kasper was the only solution for my misery. Who would have thought I’d manage to mark you, Atlas? Now, we can fully communicate through this coupling bond!” Ezme beamed as she gently touched the mark she’d made on his neck.

[Can you hear me now?] Ezme tried speaking through their bond. Atlas nodded and asked, “How do I talk back to you through it?”

Ezme chuckled, explaining, “Just say anything you want to me through the bond, and I’ll receive it. It’s like talking out loud, but you’ll do it inside your head, and it will automatically connect with mine.”

[I love you, Ezme, and I will do and give anything for your sake…]

Ezme’s face reddened, her heart racing as it always did around her husband. Only he could make her feel this way.

“Goodness, you’re making me blush,” she mumbled, snuggling closer to his warmth.

Even as the waves of pleasure began to subside after their intense lovemaking, Ezme’s hunger wasn’t completely quenched. She didn’t want to stop; she just wanted to make love to her husband all day. The sun was still shining brightly outside, yet she had no intention of letting Atlas leave their room.

She ran her hands over his chest, licking his neck. “Do you think you can keep up with me, husband?” she teased, her voice sultry as she suckled on his skin, her tongue tracing the mark she’d made.

“Try me… I’m sure I’ll last long,” Atlas growled, making Ezme chuckle. She knew better—he was human, after all, and wouldn’t be able to keep up without a little help.

She wounded her wrist and offered it to Atlas. “Drink… that way, you’ll be able to last with me. I’m sorry I have to put you through this to quench my heat,” she murmured with a sigh.

Atlas chuckled, his eyes gleaming as he replied, “No worries at all. I’m quite enjoying it.”

Ezme gulped, watching as Atlas obediently drank her blood. Seeing him submit to her like that turned her on even more, her desire for him only intensifying.

Ezme pulled her wrist away from Atlas’s mouth and replaced it with her lips, kissing him passionately. As she moved on top of him, she eagerly rubbed her moistness against his hardness, making him moan softly into her mouth.

Slowly, she lifted her hips and guided his shaft inside her.

Ezme’s body quivered with anticipation as she slowly engulfed Atlas’s hardness, feeling every inch of him fill her. “Hmm, it feels so good,” she moaned softly, her voice vibrating against his lips as she kissed him deeply, their tongues tangling in a heated dance.

Atlas’s hands found her hips, gripping them firmly as she began to move. Ezme started with a slow, deliberate rhythm, grinding her hips in small circles, savoring the sensation of him deep inside her. The pleasure built steadily, a delicious heat spreading through her core as she picked up the pace, riding him with increasing fervor.

Atlas’s grip tightened, his muffled moans growing louder as she quickened her movements. Ezme’s breath hitched, her own moans spilling from her lips as the pleasure intensified. The friction between them was electric, each thrust sending shivers up her spine.

As Ezme rode him harder, her movements became more erratic, driven by the mounting waves of pleasure. She threw her head back, her eyes closed as she lost herself in the sensation, the world around them fading away until all that remained was the intense connection between their bodies.

Atlas’s hands slid up her body, caressing her breasts before gripping her shoulders, pulling her down onto him with each thrust. Ezme gasped, the new angle sending jolts of ecstasy through her. She could feel her climax approaching, the tension coiling tighter and tighter within her.

“Atlas… I’m close,” she whispered breathlessly, her voice trembling with the intensity of her impending release.

Atlas responded with a deep, primal growl, his hips bucking up to meet her movements, driving deeper into her with each thrust. The combined rhythm of their bodies became frantic, both of them chasing the same explosion.

Ezme’s climax hit her like a tidal wave, crashing over her with an overwhelming force. She cried out, her body convulsing as the pleasure washed over her, wave after wave. Her walls clenched around Atlas, milking him as she rode out her orgasm, her hips still grinding against him.

The sight and feel of her unraveling pushed Atlas over the edge. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself inside her, groaning loudly as he spilled his release. The sensation of his warmth filling her sent another shiver down Ezme’s spine, prolonging her pleasure.

Breathless and trembling, Ezme collapsed onto Atlas’s chest, her body still buzzing from the aftershocks of her climax. She could feel his heart pounding beneath her, matching the rapid beat of her own. They lay there together, their bodies still entwined, savoring the shared intimacy of the moment.

“I love you, Ezme,” he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness.

Ezme smiled, her eyes softening as she looked down at him. “I love you too, Atlas. Thank you for everything.” She leaned down to kiss him, a gentle, lingering kiss that spoke of the depth of their connection.

Ezme gasped as Atlas suddenly repositioned her, pulling her towards him and guiding her onto all fours, facing the bed. She felt the tip of his shaft teasing her entrance, sending a shiver through her.

“I thought you wanted more, wife,” Atlas murmured, his voice thick with desire. “I’ll do my best to fulfill your needs.” With that, he thrust into her with a powerful, deep motion.

“Oh yes… give me all you’ve got!” Ezme cheered her voice a mix of pleasure and anticipation.

She moaned with each of his thrusts, silently hoping that their intense lovemaking would be fruitful. Many female vampires with exordium blood became pregnant during their heat, and Ezme fervently wished to be among the fortunate ones blessed with a child.