His Majesty's Devious Sins

[WARNING: The following contains sexual contents.]

"You did a good job, darling," Elias whispered to her. He kissed her on the nose and rested his forehead against hers. 

Adeline's heart skipped at his words. She tiredly looked him in the eye, her heart threatening to jump out of her chest at the intense feeling. She shivered and opted to hug him, pressing her face into his neck, earning his soft laughter.

"I have to clean you up, darling," Elias said, pressing his lips to her shoulder. She shook her head, her arms growing tighter.

"Hold me," Adeline mumbled, wanting his love all to herself. He was still inside of her, and she greedily wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing him tighter into her.

Elias's smile slowly became serious. She softly gasped, feeling him grow inside of her.

Adeline knew there was no return from this. He had already penetrated deeply into her, his hips slowly coming back to life. She whimpered, his cold length perfect for her overheated body. 

"You're going to be the death of me," Elias groaned, grabbing her lower back to press her even more against him. Not even a sheet of paper could go in between their bodies.

Adeline didn't mean to, but she wanted his love so desperately, in every form and position he'd give it to her. She felt his large body weighing her down, and the feeling made her whole.

"I want you," Adeline whispered into his ears, her tongue darting out, tasting his skin. 

Elias groaned low, his rumbling chest sending vibrations upon her taut nipples. He pulled away to grab one of her breasts, his head leaning down to capture the other orb.

Adeline sucked in a breath, arching her body into his mouth. His tongue wrapped around the pearl, before he suckled and licked like a starved man. Her arms trembled, pushing his head away, but it felt so good, her attempts futile, as he grazed his teeth onto the bruised nipple. He moved his head to the other side, softly biting her pale mound, earning a whimper from her.

"If you hold me this tightly, darling, I won't be able to let you go," Elias warned her, taking her other pearl into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it, tasting her sweet skin.

"Then don't ever let me go," Adeline said. 

Elias could no longer restrain himself. "Don't you dare regret your torturing words," he threatened.

Elias sank deeper into her. The room filled with their breathless moans, his occasional grunts, and the sound of his skin against hers.

Adeline was lost in the pleasure until she couldn't even distinguish her name from his. The only thing she could think about was his thrusts, his soft curses, and his sharp intake. His brows were creased, his teeth clenched. When their eyes met, she felt fire in her limbs, her heart throbbing recklessly, her toes curling in response.

"You know, we've never done it just once in a night," Elias said in a strained voice, pushing even more into her, in the exact spot that made her jump earlier. She hooked her legs around him, pressing his hard body against soft ones.

"And I never intend to ever do it once," Elias promised.

Adeline's nails dug into his skin, scratching his back, hoping it'd quell her quench for him. She wanted more, faster, harder, and he always seemed to know that, but he was careful with her, as if she'd shatter any moment now.

"Fuck, Adeline," Elias groaned, dropping his head near her neck, his hips like a rough wave rolling against her.

Adeline was overwhelmed with emotions. She loved him to the point where her eyes watered and she held on for more. She was reaching the peak of her climb again, as he rode her like a stallion. She cried out, her entire body shuddering when she released.

"Elias!" she sobbed out, her body collapsing tiredly onto the bed. He didn't stop there, as he ravished her thoroughly, pushing and pulling out, feeling her wet walls around his throbbing manhood, and hearing the slosh of their juices. Soon, his hips buckled, and he sharply breathed in, forcing her body to take every single drop.

"Fucking hell," Elias groaned, emptying into her. He was drowning in ecstasy, her arms dropping from his neck. He laid on top of her, breathing heavily whilst embracing her tightly.

"Was I too rough?" Elias asked when he was finally able to not suck in desperate fistfuls of air. Her eyes were droopy, and he thought she didn't hear him. But then, she slowly shook her head, smiling up at him.

"No, you were absolutely perfect," Adeline tiredly said. She couldn't keep her eyelids open. She squinted and saw rubies for his eyes, like a beast in the dark, watching over her.

Adeline began to complain when he pulled away from her. "No… don't go."

Elias got off the bed in his naked glory. 

Adeline turned her head, wondering where her ice boulder went. Without him, she was hot and sweaty. She marveled at his body, handsome in the moonlight that washed over him. He had a physique that put the gods to shame with a face that tempted everything that turned his way, men and women alike.

Adeline jumped when something lukewarm and moist touched her skin. She looked down to see he was cleaning her up, wiping a clean towel around her body. He was sensual and slow, careful to not disturb her. 

"You do this often," Adeline said, her voice slurring a bit. Every time they slept together, whether it was making love or fucking, he always cleaned her up. It was why she woke up so comfortable the next day.

"It's courtesy to, darling," Elias responded. He cleaned from her neck down to her legs, before discarding the towel to the floor. She hummed and immediately lifted her arms towards him, wanting a hug.

"Too adorable," Elias whispered. He pulled her into his embrace, as she laid on her sides, her back pressed against his chest. 

Elias pressed his lips to her forehead, his hand resting on her stomach that was sticking out now. He hugged her until their legs were tangled, and they were a mess of limbs on the bed.

"Hmmm." Adeline trailed off, her eyes drooping shut. It took less than a minute for her to completely fall asleep, enveloped in comfort and protection.

Elias was unwilling to part from her. Not in this life, or the next. He loved her with all of his heart, as much and as properly as he knew.