The Crown’s Entrapment

Jayra bit her lower lip and closed her eyes when she felt Bartos’s tongue licking her clean.

‘Heavens! I feel like I’m dying from too much ecstasy!’ she thought inwardly. Bartos wasn’t even allowing her to rest as his constant stimulations awakened something inside of her again.

“Stop eating me down there. I feel like a meal,” Jayra jokingly said as she tried to pull Bartos up to her level.

“You taste good. What can I say?” he complemented with a roguish smile.

Jayra blushed hard at his words. Leaning up to her, Bartos kissed the area between her mounds as he cupped her breasts with his hands. “I’m just getting started, Jayra. Tell me if I need to stop…”

Letting out a scoff, Jayra pulled him in close to kiss him as she murmured, “Stop talking. I’d prefer if we focused on the action. I’m stronger than you think, so don’t go easy on me. I want you just as much as you want me right now.”

Looking down on his mate, Bartos wanted to make things perfect for Jayra, knowing how it would be her first time experiencing this. It wasn’t his first time, however, so he let his instincts guide him through the journey.

Kissing her neck, he licked and suckled on her skin gently. He was on the verge of losing control, but he wanted to at least make sure that Jayra would feel better every step of the way. Gingerly, he trailed his lips up her body, stopping just between her neck and shoulder as he hovered over her.

This was torture. She smelled so good, and she was so addicting that he couldn’t even describe how good her scent was. Still, he had something that he was really raring to do…

“Can I mark you now, Jayra? I want to bury my fangs in you while I take you,” Bartos asked, almost commanded as he watched over her. “I know you wanted to experience having a wedding ceremony, and we can do that as soon as His Highness and Princess Xenia return.”

Jayra smiled as she hoarsely answered, “Yes, you can mark me, Bartos. Anytime you want.”

Hearing her speak, Bartos loved how she was short of breath from letting out all of those sweet moans of hers. They were like music in his ears, and they made him so hard that he was itching to just ram his throbbing cock inside of her.

However, he was being patient, something that he had never had with other women. Back then, he had no patience whatsoever. He simply went for it all the way without so much as kissing or even foreplay. But with Jayra, it was funny how he even passed out the first time their lips met.

Taking his time, his hand moved further south, spreading Jayra’s legs wide as he positioned himself in between them. Looking at her core, it was obvious that she was already sopping wet and well lubricated to receive him.

“Ughhh…”

He growled hard, Jayra moving her hips up and brushing her wet flower onto his hardness. In response, he cupped and caressed her breast while he ravished her clavicle. His lips then went down to one of her vacant peaks, his tongue playing on her rosebud with the need of a suckling baby.

He moaned into her chest. He loved how hard those peaks were for him, his tongue flicking and twirling them into his lips while his other hand became busy fondling the other one. He suckled to his heart’s content until it was so swollen that he had to attend to her other stiff peak.

“Bartos..~”

Hearing her moan out his name, Bartos could feel his own precum coming out with each second that passed. She was just that good.

“Bartos… Ah… it feels good~” she gasped out, her fingers clasping his hair as she ground her into her lower lips.

“You’re so lovely that I want to lick and suckle every inch of you,” he breathed onto her skin, followed by even more licking and suckling on any inch of skin he could find. Moving up, his lips trailed back up to her jawline, stopping right on her earlobe as his own stiff rod aimed itself at his prize.

“I’m going in now, Jayra. I’ll follow it with my fangs,” Bartos whispered into her ear. “This might sting a bit, but please bear with it.”

“Wait, can we make love first? I mean, can you mark me later on when it’s no longer painful down there?” Jayra timidly asked. “Well, it’s okay. You can mark me anytime. It’s just that I prefer to go through one painful moment at a time. And right now, I think my lower half is fine with feeling the pain first.”

How cute. She was blushing so hard that she looked adorable despite their current position. Who was he not to heed that?

“Alright, let’s make love. And once you think that you’re not in pain anymore, tell me so that I can mark you,” he said with a soft smile.

Jayra bit her lower lip. She didn’t want Bartos to misunderstand her. She would love for him to mark her, but she wasn’t sure if she was ready to feel those two pains all at once. She had heard that the marking itself was painful. Of course, it would, what with those sharp fangs sinking into your skin. Ah, just the thought of it suddenly made her pale.

“Are you alright?” Bartos asked.

He probably felt her shuddering. Seeing the hesitation on his face, she frowned as she forced herself to say, “Hmm, let’s do it now then. Both at the same time. I’ll try to endure it.”

“Are you sure?”

“I don’t want to delay anymore,” Jayra insisted. “We’ll be as good as a married couple once we complete the Mate Bond, right? I want to seal the deal on our relationship already, Bartos, so let’s do it now. Mark me and make me yours.”

Bartos gulped. He was staring intently at her as if sizing her up, looking to see if she really meant her words.

“It’s alright if you’re not ready, really,” Bartos reassured. “This is normal, Jayra… You might feel some last-minute jitters like in most humans when it comes to their wedding…”

“No!” Jayra gasped out.

Defiantly, she pulled Bartos closer, kissing him aggressively as she thrust her hips up to brush her still wet folds against his hardness, leading him to her small untampered entrance.

Taking the hint, Bartos groaned into her mouth as he sheathed himself inside of her slowly. Jayra felt that sharp pain she expected and winced. Bartos stilled, but Jayra moved to encourage him to dig in deeper despite the pain.

She wanted him inside of her. All of him, only so that the pain would no longer matter. Eventually, he moved into her, sheathing himself until he was fully inside of her and picking up the pace.

“Bartos~” Jayra hummed on his lips.

Breaking the kiss, Bartos hummed in kind as he led his lips in between her neck and shoulder.

Taking her cue, she then tilted her head to the side, giving Bartos better access as she whispered, “Do it now. Make me yours, Bartos. Mark me…”

Finally given the go-ahead, Bartos rammed deep inside of her as he let out a feral groan, “MINE!”

Right then and there, Jayra felt sharp fangs sink deep into her skin.

“Ahhhhh!” she cried out, her nails digging deep into Bartos’s back at the sudden pain.

She was feeling dizzy, all while Bartos continued ramming inside of her like there was no tomorrow. Like Xenia said, the pain was slowly getting overpowered by the pleasure.

All the while, Jayra couldn’t explain the sensations currently running through her body. She could feel that something was going on inside her body as if she was sucking in some sort of energy all while she was trembling with the intense pleasure of Bartos’s continued thrusting.

“Ahhh…. Bartos… I..~” she panted hard. A few seconds later, her body suddenly exploded with heat and pleasure. With one more deep thrust, she cried out, “Ahhhh!”

Her body convulsed. The pleasure was unbearable, and that was on top of the pleasurable sensation of something hot flowing deep into her most sacred of depths.

“I feel…”

She was unable to finish her words. With a dazed smile, everything went blank.