Chapter 54: Silver Waterfall Seduction

Chapter 54: Silver Waterfall SeductionThe rock she hid behind was large enough to conceal her small frame, but still—she couldn’t believe what she had just seen. Was he... touching himself? ’Ariana, leave,’ she told herself quickly, panic rushing through her. Was she crossing a line? At this point, it certainly seemed so. But why would he be touching himself? W... was that even normal? She peeked again, curiosity getting the better of her. Her eyes flew wide as she watched his hand move—slow and steady on his rod. He clenched his jaw. She shifted back, her heart pounding. For some reason, the way his wet hair clung to his face and how his skin glistened under the waterfall’s soft light made her breath hitch. Then she heard him groan. Her hands shot up to cover her mouth, breath trembling slightly. A warmth surged through her as a flutter stirred in her stomach, her inner thighs tingling as if her body was reacting to the scene. "Fuck, Aria..." Her entire body froze. Her heart pounded in her chest. He had caught her. "Dammit..." His husky voice echoed through the cave, followed by another groan. Wait—was he touching himself and... calling her name? So he did not see her. She sat back down quickly, her entire body burning with something unspoken. Ariana’s nipples hardened the more she listened to his voice. Why did just the sound of Zavren’s voice make her feel this way? She shifted her body, sneaking another peek. ’S... so big.’ Just as she moved to sit back, Zavren’s head turned. Her body went still. His smoldering gaze locked onto her, and her eyes widened in shock. The way his grey eyes gleamed beneath the strands of his wet hair—they looked even brighter, sharper, almost glowing. A slow, dangerous smile spread across his lips. His hand, now slick with precum, remained wrapped around himself. Her breath caught in her throat. "Come here, Snowflake... Fuck, don’t even think about running," his voice was low with deadly warning as if he had heard her thought. "Because if I catch you, it’ll be rougher than last time." Ariana’s eyes widened. She swallowed hard, heart pounding. She knew he meant every word. Slowly, she rose to her feet, legs trembling as she began to walk toward him, avoiding looking down. "As you walk... strip." Her eyes flew wide—as if even the wind wasn’t on her side. The wrapper that had covered her shoulders to her breasts fluttered away. Her breath caught when she noticed Zavren’s lips curl into a sinful smirk, his gaze fixated on her nipples. "Already hard, huh?" he murmured in a low, deliberate tone as her heart shuddered. "You know..." he continued devilishly, "it’s quite wrong to eavesdrop, hmm?" Ariana’s body moved on its own. She didn’t understand why—but her legs carried her forward. It was as if something had taken control. Slowly, she walked toward him, her heart thudding in her chest. She slipped one sleeve off... then the other. Her gown fell to the floor with a soft thup. Zavren’s eyes stretched slightly; he had not expected her to... She was now left in only her panties—but heavens... The waterfall’s glow within the cave cast shimmering reflections across her golden hair, making it sparkle even more. Her hourglass figure, the elegant curves of her body... she looked like a forbidden goddess of beauty—one capable of seducing a god with just her presence. Even Ariana was surprised at her boldness. The heat on her cheeks deepened when she noticed the way Zavren’s eyes devoured her form, drinking it in. Embarrassed, her hands moved to cover her breasts, her pink nipples hardening further from the breeze. "Don’t," he said darkly, "Darling... let me worship you." Ariana’s face burned at the pure sensuality in his voice. This man... w... worship who? And then—before she could even think—Zavren was in front of her. "I refused to see you these past nights," he confessed, his tone husky, jaw tight. "Because I couldn’t trust my sanity around you. I didn’t want to lose control... but now you—fuck..." Ariana’s body stilled. So that was why he had been leaving early... He wasn’t avoiding her out of annoyance or disinterest—he had been afraid. Afraid he might do something she didn’t want. And all this time, she had thought it was because he was upset with her... or simply didn’t care. His grey eyes darkened as he wrapped a large hand around her warm waist. A shiver danced through her body at the feel of his cold skin against hers. Desire tingled through her like lightning. "Let me touch you," he whispered. To his surprise, she nodded. Zavren stilled. His pupils dilated once more. Did she just agree? Ariana’s face flushed all the way to her neck as she bit her lower lip gently. Zavren lifted her chin with two fingers, his voice rough and laced with hunger. His hands moved to her lower lips as he brushed his thumb lightly on them. She felt something warm there... His... oh lord. "Lick it," he spoke. Her head snapped to him as she bit her lips in shock; her eyes flew wide as she pulled away from it—that was the exact lips he... His eyes glinted as a slow grin rested on his face. "You want me to touch you... fuck you... stroke, finger, and eat you?" To his shock—she nodded again, her eyes moving away shyly. A low chuckle rumbled from his chest as he palmed his face, amused and aroused. She had no idea what she was saying, he thought—but it didn’t matter. Not anymore. She had agreed; who knows when she would change her mind? Before she could blink, Zavren scooped her effortlessly into his arms. Her breath hitched. This time, it felt different—her chest was bare, her full breasts bouncing lightly with each step he took. As they approached the waterfall, Ariana noticed soft steam rising from the water’s surface. She blinked, wonder dancing in her eyes. She had never seen anything like it. It was... beautiful. "This is the Silver Waterfall," Zavren said, catching her curious gaze. "It’s different from the others—warm at night, cold in the afternoon. Its temperature shifts with the weather... all designed to please the body, mind, and soul." Ariana nodded slowly, still captivated, her eyes wide with wonder. Zavren’s gaze flickered to her hardened nipples before he quickly shifted his eyes away, though the heat in them lingered. He lowered her gently, and the moment Ariana’s body touched the water, a soft tingle rushed through her. Warmth wrapped around her like a loving embrace as she stood waist-deep in the glowing water, melting away the weight in her chest. It was as if every worry she’d carried had dissolved in the water. This... is magical. Her lips parted, then closed again as she stood there, breathless. Zavren sat on a smooth stone by the edge, his legs dipped into the water, watching her closely. He then moved as he entered the water, leaning nonchalantly on the rock. Her eyes sparkled with joy as she ran her hands through the glowing stream like it was made of light. Wow, she mouthed. Zavren stilled, lips parting slightly, but no words came. If only he had known how much this would move her—he would have brought her here sooner. He had always planned to, but this was the moment he’d imagined. The moment her face would light up like this. His gaze drifted to her slender neck, then lower... to her breasts. Normally, she would have covered herself immediately—he knew his wife well. But she was too enthralled by the beauty around her. Her breasts swayed gently with her movements, bare and delicate under the dim, shimmering light. And that’s when the fire inside him sparked. Ariana’s eyes lit up as she moved her hands again, completely unaware of the intense gaze fixated on her. To her, this felt like a dream—and if it was, she didn’t want to wake up. Suddenly, she gasped. Zavren had stepped forward and cupped her breast, his grip firm but gentle. A soft sound escaped her lips as his fingers moved, skillfully scissoring her nipple. Her eyes darted from his hand to his face. He was watching her—completely focused, like she was the only one that existed. His other hand found her second breast, giving it equal attention. Then, without warning, he leaned down and wrapped his mouth around one hardened bud. Her skin burned from the heat of his tongue and the chill of the cave air. She bit her lip, cheeks flushed deep crimson as his eyes stared up at her while he tasted her. His hand slid behind her, gripping her backside while his fingers lightly pinched her nipple. She gasped again, this time slightly louder than usual, which surprised him. Her heart pounded. He smirked. Then—he bit. Not too hard, but enough to make her eyes fly open. He pulled just slightly, letting the stretch draw a long, sweet ache through her chest. She couldn’t take it. Her head tilted back with a soft cry. "Eyes on me," Zavren growled. His voice vibrated against her skin, his breath fanning her wet nipple. Her legs trembled her toes curling. His hand slipped down the back of her panties. Her lips parted to protest, hands reaching to stop him—but before she could, his teeth tugged again. A sharp jolt of pleasure rippled through her. "Good girl," he rasped. His lips trailed across the fullness of her breast, leaving it wet and flushed. Everything about this man—his touch, his voice, his control—was driving her absolutely insane. "You’ve got soft, full butt," he whispered as he gave her butt a slow, teasing squeeze. Then he pulled back slightly, and she saw it—her nipple now red and marked by the shape of his teeth. He noticed her shocked expression and grinned, brushing his thumb across the sensitive tip. "You’re marked by me." Ariana’s head swam. Her thoughts couldn’t keep up—her body was reacting far too quickly. He moved behind her, and she turned slightly, confused about what he was planning. Zavren gripped her shoulder and held her in place. "Don’t." His grey eyes deepened to a darker shade, shadows swirling in them. One hand trailed slowly down her waist, causing her breath to catch. Goosebumps bloomed along her skin. Then—her eyes widened. Her panties were suddenly floating in the water. She gasped, slapping a hand over her mouth and sinking lower into the water to hide herself. H... How did he— She turned, only to feel his hand snake gently but firmly around her throat, locking her in place her bare back now pressed intimately to his chest. "Don’t," he said again, low and dangerous. "Unless you want me to scold you..." His tone made it very clear—he wouldn’t mind. "Both hands on the rock," he commanded. "And bend over." Ariana’s breath hitched. W-what? But she didn’t dare look back. Was he already... scolding her? Face burning, she hesitated, then moved to obey. Her hands rested on the rock. She bent forward, trying to control the wild rhythm of her breathing. "Very obedient," his voice rumbled darkly behind her. His large hand settled on her back, holding her steady. She could feel his heat even through him before she knew it something poked on her bottom—his... Her face burned, the heat rising all the way to her ears. Then Zavren leaned in, his voice low and dripping with wicked seduction. "Tonight," he whispered close to her ear, "I’ll be fucking you from behind." Ariana’s eyes shot open in shock, breath hitching in her throat. Instinctively, she turned toward him. "I said, don’t turn," he growled. Before she could react, his hand came down hard on her backside with a sharp smack. TWACK! The sound echoed off the cave walls as water splashed around her. Her body jolted, the sting sending a ripple through her curves as the water splashed lightly. "Go on, Snowflake," he murmured with a sinful scolding glint. "Twerk for me... wiggle those beautiful bottoms—for your king"