The Crown's Fire - Chapter 41

Chapter 41: A Pathetic Man
Meanwhile, back in the inhospitable forest they entered, Ezekiel’s body was still unconscious from where Tarah left him. Inside his body, however, his soul was already fully active in fighting against Vulcan.

Like Tarah said, the dragon was trying hard to expel the prince’s spirit from his body. He didn’t know how the dragon was doing it, but he found himself in excruciating pain throughout the whole process.

[You won’t hold on for long!] Vulcan roared inside his head with its menacing and annoying laughter.

Ezekiel whimpered as the pain inside his body grew stronger. He didn’t know if he would last much longer.

“Your Highness… Your Highness…. Open your eyes… Please… It’s me, Tarah….”

That familiar soft and soothing voice… With her call, Ezekiel slowly opened his eyes, and he immediately saw Tarah hovering over him with her sweetest smile.

“Tarah,” he lovingly whispered.

He could smell her alluring scent wafting onto his nose, and that alone calmed all the pain still wreaking havoc inside his body. He didn’t know why, but the moment he laid his eyes on Tarah, he felt something strange happen to his heart.

Looking back at that time, he didn’t like how she was shackled and how her dress was torn when he first saw her. In that instant, he wanted badly to kill the commander, thinking of how he dared to even touch her. For years, he had been wary of women, and he tried so hard to do the same for Tarah. But despite his efforts, there was a strong magnetic sensation pulling him closer to her.

It was confusing. Was this really just the flame bond’s doing? He doubted that was the case. Was it love at first sight then?

To hell with that, especially since Ezekiel wasn’t a fan of those kinds of romantic stories. And yet, he couldn’t deny the strong feeling he felt for her the first time their eyes met. She already had him with her cold icy soulless blue eyes. He had this urge to know exactly why her eyes looked soulless, and somehow, he wanted to fill the void he found in them.

Back in reality, Tarah helped Ezekiel sit back up and rest his back on the trunk of a large tree. She then cupped his face, and with a seductive voice, murmured, “Was it so hard to control yourself? Is my scent that intoxicating to you?”

Ezekiel didn’t answer and instead, simply met her intense gaze. His body then froze when Tarah moved to straddle him.

“What are you-”

Before he could even question her, his words were cut off as Tarah suddenly pressed her lips against his. What the hell was she doing? Didn’t she know how much he was already in torment for controlling his feelings and desires over her? Why was she doing this?

But despite those thoughts, he couldn’t help but still appreciate what she was doing to him. Her lips felt so supple that despite how his mind wanted her to stop, his body wasn’t doing anything to do such a thing. It even had a mind of its own with his arms moving to pull her even closer. He felt like he was drowning in her presence, and the gentle kiss they both shared turned needy and desperate the longer it went.

Before he knew it, Ezekiel was groaning in pleasure as she ground herself against his swelling manhood.

“That’s it. Don’t hold back….”

Tarah moaned as he broke their kiss only to pepper her jaw and neck with even more kisses. He then hungrily licked and suckled on her skin like he was a man deprived of a meal for a long time. His hunger for her was simply that insatiable.

“You can have me whenever you want, Your Highness,” Tarah whispered as she continued to move against him, brushing her lower body against his groin. “I’m all yours.”

“I can’t,” he painfully murmured against her skin.

Smiling, Tarah pulled his head up to make him look at her. “You can because this isn’t real. It’s just a dream, Your Highness,” she insisted. “You can take me whenever, however, wherever, and as much as you want inside this dream. I’ll make your greatest desires come true, so all you need to do is enjoy yourself and savor this moment.”

Tarah then got up from his lap, her gaze never leaving his as she gave him a seductive smile while slowly removing her dress. Ezekiel gulped at the amazing sight before him. It felt like he was losing all the air in his lungs while he intently watched her every move.

A dream. It was just a dream, so surely there was no harm right in having this wonderful dream of having her knowing that this would never happen in reality. Still, was he already this pathetic against his growing desire for her?

“It’s alright,” Tarah reassured him as she slowly sat back up and straddled his lap. “Just do it…”

He groaned hard when she felt her hand caressing his manhood. He was so hard already, and just feeling her body against him like this felt so good. She then kissed his lips, and he took that as his opportunity to start touching her everywhere he wanted. He then leaned in closer and moved her down until he was the one hovering above her.

“You look magnificent,” he feverishly whispered against her skin. He then followed whatever he touched with his palm with his lips. “You’re driving me insane…”

“Ezekiel…”

She moaned out his name as he started licking her taut peaks. He sucked on one side of her chest while he caressed the other, taking his sweet time in partaking in her bounty. In addition, just hearing her call him by his name like that made him ache to have her even more.

As if that wasn’t enough, she then spread her legs wide, allowing him to settle in between her and making him groan.

“Take me already, my prince,” she begged with a hoarse voice. “I’m all yours to have, Ezekiel…”

Eagerly, he brushed his erectness against her ready flower. She moved her hips up against his, but Ezekiel wanted to take things slowly and let her feel more pleasure.

But Tarah abruptly moved and rolled her hips on top of him, taking him aback by her bold action. And before he could even react, he felt her engulfing his manhood inside of her opening.

“Ah…”

She moaned loudly at their interaction this time, and Ezekiel lost himself right then and there in the throes of great passion as Tarah rocked herself on top of him, making him feel an intense level of pleasure that he had never felt before in his entire life.

Losing himself in the intensity of how their bodies moved against each other in union, Ezekied raised his body and thrust himself deeper and harder inside of her.

“You’re mine,” he grunted before pulling Tarah closer to him by the nape to kiss her lips passionately.

They kept at it, and as soon as he reached his pinnacle, his body convulsed. He hugged Tarah tightly as a blinding light engulfed both him and his surroundings. Before he knew it, everything had already turned dark.

[Dimwit! Your body is mine now! What a pathetic man!]

His eyes widened in horror when he just noticed a white mist slowly fading away.

“No… that’s my…” Ezekiel shuddered.

[Yes, your spirit leaving your body,] Vulcan victoriously announced.