Chapter 55: Forbidden Flames

Chapter 55: Forbidden FlamesHer lips parted, her mind going blank. "Go on, move your waist," he urged sexily, bending her back softly as Ariana body froze. His hands slid under the water, his middle finger moving swiftly to trace Ariana’s inner thigh. Instinctively, her knees trembled, and she looked away as her legs weakened. Zavren held her gently with one hand, steadying her, while the other moved beneath her butt. Her head tilted forward, her hair falling over her face, the tips brushing the water’s surface. She saw fireworks behind her eyes; her toes curled tighter as his fingers moved and curled inside her. Her eyes were wide as she could see his hands from the clear water the way he did it, making her body shiver more with pleasure. Her lips parted as her breath quickened. To her surprise, he added two more fingers. Zavren’s lips curled into a slow smile as her hips jolted upward, the softness of her skin brushing lightly against his arm. His eyes studied her closely — she had a rare shape: a small curve and full buttons. Though no bump was yet visible on her tummy, it could be felt when you touched her. His hands continued moving under her, fingered her more, feeling her shuddering body. His other hand, which had been wrapped around her waist, moved to her breast and squeezed it lightly. Ariana’s body trembled with pleasure, tingling under his touch. ’T...this wasn’t what he did last time,’ she thought, breathless. "Do you like it?" he asked seductively. Ariana’s eyes rolled back as he quickened his pace. Then, before she could react, he pinched her clit lightly. She nodded immediately, a slow smile forming on Zavren’s lips. His own face darkened with pleasure as he felt her inner thigh clench. The water splashed harder around them, amplifying every sensation like fireworks exploding. He pulled away, the ecstasy clear in Ariana’s eyes as she gasped for breath. Just as her breathing began to calm, he grasped her waist and turned her around. Her breath caught as their eyes locked — his gaze smoldering and impossible to ignore. His eyes seemed to flash colors before he helped her out of the water, leading her to a smooth rock surface on the other side. He made her sit, his gaze fixed on her inner thigh. Ariana noticed and quickly tried to cover herself. She was no longer submerged but sitting on the cold, smooth rock, with only her toes dipped in the water. The chill sent sparks through her legs, which were slightly parted. She immediately moved her hands over herself, feeling vulnerable and exposed under his piercing gaze. The intensity between them thickened; she couldn’t even look at him after what they’d just done. But they were married — it wasn’t sinful. Still, being so exposed, so bare... Zavren lifted her leg, her breath catching in disbelief. "Rest both hands on the rock for support," he commanded quietly. Ariana wondered what he was planning but simply nodded, her heart hammering as her body trembled under his gaze. She bent back slightly and placed her hands on the rock. "Not like that..." His voice trailed off, and her curious golden eyes met his. His jaw twitched. Why does everything she does just make him... "On all fours," he said in a husky, calm tone. Ariana’s face flushed scarlet—naked and on all fours was too much... "Go on, Aria. Or do you want me to do it myself?" There was a dangerous glint in his eyes as he held her to stand. Ariana’s heart hammered in her chest. She bent down and moved onto all fours. "Go forward," he said in a quiet command. As Ariana obeyed, Zavren remained in the water. ’What is he trying to do?’ she wondered. Just as she looked up, her eyes flew wide as Zavren leaned in by the rock. Sitting down, he laid his face against her inner thigh beneath her. Ariana’s eyes widened even more as she felt his breath warm her skin there. Was that why he wanted her on all fours? She moved to stand, but Zavren held her buttons firmly. A soft gasp escaped her lips as he spoke. "Sit on my face." Disbelief spread across Ariana’s face. "It seems you want me to do things myself, sweetheart. You like it rough..." His words were cut off as Ariana lowered herself onto his face. His eyes widened slightly as her body jolted forward, feeling his wet lips press against her clit. She heard him chuckle softly, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through her, making her feel like she was floating on clouds. ’Naughty, huh,’ Zavren thought darkly. She’d silenced him with her other lips. Just as Ariana moved to stand again, his hands pressed firmly on her behind. Her eyes flew wide as she felt his tongue slip inside her a teasing thrust. Zavren felt her body stiffen—and that was exactly what he wanted. He moved his tongue with expert skill, curling through her like a brush gliding over a canvas in fluid motion. Her mouth opened and closed in disbelief and pleasure; she couldn’t believe something like this was happening to her. To her surprise, her hips moved deeper, urging him further as he pushed his tongue inside. Her face flushed with pleasure, her eyes rolling back as she instinctively began to move her hips, desire and pleasure clashing inside her. She circled her waist around him—bold, shocking moves, but her body was taking control now. Zavren’s lips stretched into a slow smile as Ariana’s body weakened. She was nearing her climax. He slowed his pace, and just as she moved to urge him on, he quickened it again, matching the rhythm of her body. Sparks of pleasure shot through her as she finally reached her peak. And then she spilled over him. A slow, devilish grin spread across his face as he held her waist, sensing her body give way. Swiftly, he carried her as he sat up, cradling her gently in his arms. Her eyes were nearly closed, her breath heaving as she calmed. Finally, Ariana’s eyes opened, and she stared at him in shock—he was licking his thumb and then his lips exactly where she had spilled. Her face burned as she quickly turned away, her body still trembling with desire from the way his tongue had lingered. ’Oh my...’ "We’re not done," Zavren said, a calm smirk forming on his lips as he nodded. "In fact, this is just the beginning of our little madness." Her eyebrows furrowed in surprise. Little madness... she wondered to herself. "Oh, sweetheart," he said, brushing his hair back swiftly with his hands. "You really did shut me up with your other lips, huh?" Ariana looked at him, confused. Zavren pushed her knees apart, his fingers resting on her inner thigh. "Here," he said. Ariana clamped her legs shut—her lips pressing together. And why was he calling it lips? ’Bad man,’ she thought as Zavren’s eyes glinted dangerously. "Kneel," he commanded. Her eyes widened just as she felt something poke her side. How had she forgotten her breast was still bare? She was getting dangerously comfortable with this man. "Strangle me with your legs," he murmured, guiding her legs to wrap around his waist. When he noticed her hesitation, a slow, devilish curve tugged at his lips. But then she began to move—circling her waist gently, her clit brushing against the hard length nestled against her. A soft breath escaped her lips. "Getting naughty, hmm?" he teased. Her face flamed at his words as she quickly shifted her gaze. At this point, she didn’t even know how she could face him—not after everything that had transpired between them. Never would she have believed a day would come when she’d do something like this. "Eyes on me," Zavren commanded. But to his surprise, she didn’t move her gaze. Her neck was tilted, flushed her ear was flushed as well. "Don’t be stubborn," he whispered, gently turning her face toward him and pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. Ariana’s eyes finally met his her heart racing. To Zavren’s surprise, she moved—wrapping her arms tightly around him, still strangling his waist with her legs. His body turned rigid, but a slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. She pulled away, biting her lower lip softly. Zavren’s hands moved to her breasts, cupping and squeezing them lightly. "This place," he began, still teasing her gently, "I found it when I was little." Ariana tried to focus on his words, but his touch made it hard to think straight. His thumb brushed over her nipple, and her breathing hitched. "I used to believe this place was a hidden paradise. No one knew about it—until the vampires came... They said it was cursed, and soon after, it was banned. No one was allowed in here." A soft gasp escaped her lips as Zavren pinched her nipple lightly, pulling her deeper into the moment. "We and the vampires were still on good terms back then." He paused, his fingers brushing her hair gently back. "Not anymore." Ariana tried to keep her expression steady, but the way his fingers played with her breasts made her body ache with want. "That night... you were probably wondering why an Alpha King would be in a local motel, hmm?" Zavren chuckled, watching her eyes widen at the unexpected words. "Your breasts... they’re gorgeous," he murmured, tugging gently on her nipple, bringing in another gasp from Ariana. He shifted, lifting her slightly by the waist. "Get ready, sweetheart... because I won’t be gentle." Before she could fully grasp his words, he moved—sliding into her with one swift thrust. Ariana’s back arched her head falling deeply as her breast bounced, her inner thighs clenched around him as a deep groan rumbled from Zavren. He remained still for a moment, fully buried inside her. Her face filled with disbelief at the fullness of him. Then his voice dropped, low and dangerous. "No man is allowed to touch what’s mine, sweetheart. I won’t just rip them apart—I’ll send them to hell and burn them to a crisp." Her eyes widened at the intensity in his words. "And trust me," he added gravely serious, "I’ve been to hell before." Before she could wrap her head around his words, he pulled out slowly—only to slam back into her with a swift, powerful thrust.