The Bloody Crown Chapter 137: His fucking incredible baby

ATTENTION: MATURE CONTENT!

- Sweet. - Raphael whispered, absorbing all her indecent moans with his lips, going down to her neck, licking, sucking and biting her in teasing tension while his cock pleasured her core, demanding it undivided attention.

Thea couldn’t think of anything else but the feeling that was erging in her and smoldering more and more, inflad and tornted her at the sa ti. Is it legal to feel so good?

- Responsive, sensitive, gentle... - he murmured in her ear, burning her with his hot breath. – My passionate, my fucking incredible baby...

Thea scread when he moved his hips with such force that her body moved from its place, but it was not from pain, but from his strength and what new sensations she experienced when his tense trunk hit her in the farthest corners of her pussy.

It was akin to insanity that could not be treated, it was too crazy and she dug her nails into his shoulders and back, trying to hold on to him as a lifeline.

She leaned towards his tact, lifting her hips and noticing that in this position all her sensations were much sharper and more vivid due to the direct stimulation of the clitoris. But she couldn’t even know that there was a more exciting pose for both of them, which Raphael did not fail to show her, abruptly turning her over on her stomach.

Thea did not even have ti to recover from so much abrupt change of position, when Rafael imdiately spread her legs with his knee and pressed her back so that she pressed her breasts to the floor and bent in the lower back, revealing all her sexuality to his gaze.

He was breathing heavily, biting his own lips, when his gaze stopped at her mouth-watering ass, waving over her body, so erotic and so seductive that he could not stop himself, slapping her and leaving a red palm mark on her skin.

- Ah...

A languid sound gifted his ears and he repeated the slap again, after which he filled her with himself without giving ti to think about the burning sensation in the buttock.

And it was mind-blowing.

Thea still couldn’t co to terms with the idea that pleasure and pain can go hand in hand if it has its limits, which are not violated. And Raphael pulled her even more into this abyss, introducing her gradually. Not scaring her, but only pushing her boundaries of knowing her sensuality and sensitivity.

Raucous breathing echoed in her ears as Raphael leaned on her back with all his weight, hamring into her like a madman so that his testicles pounded on her clitoris, sending just incredible sensations, even more vivid than those she had experienced a few minutes ago.

To catch up with these sensations and strengthen them, she bent her back more, catching every slap, every hoarse sigh, every ridiculous nonsense that he whispered in her ear, going crazy as well as she.

Soft warm kisses rained down on Thea’s back and in each of them she felt how Rafael literally worships her, admires her, inflating her own ego, forcing her own humiliated self-esteem to awaken.

His thrusts changed from sharp to slower, smoother, alternating to prolong their pleasure, otherwise he would have finished at the sa mont as soon as he felt that her vagina tightly squeezes him, wraps tightly and confidently.

Therefore, as soon as he felt that he was at the limit, he slowed down his pace, let’s both take a break before returning to massaging her core with new strength and with new excitent.

He showered her with kisses and small bites that did not cause her pain, but relieved the tension from his itchy fangs, while traces of his hard grip remained on her thighs and buttocks. How long had he dread of being in her, of loving her.

And although the pursuit of her spurred him on, it was like a ga of catch-up, but he would never exchange these feelings for a simple ga. It was much more than he could imagine, sothing he could handle if he wasn’t inside her.

The blood in his ears was lashing his eardrums, he could no longer say anything intelligible and only wheezed and growled, pushing his length into its sheath with a frenzied rhythm, pushing both to the cliff, to the point of no return, when he no longer wanted to slow down and prolong this growing electric feeling spreading through their bodies.

- R... Rafa... ael – her voice trembled and stuttered. – Aaah, haaa...

With the last strong blow, Thea leaned back, literally sitting on his cock and her whole insides shuddered in insanely pleasant bliss. Her already narrow vagina tightened even more, pulsating and seizing Raphael’s penis in a vice, which he could not restrain in any way and poured his sperm into her, splashing it out in a powerful stream, as if he had been restraining himself from it for all his three hundred years.

And only after that he allowed his body to relax, burying the fragile little body of his beloved princess, the girl for whom he was ready to give his life, which was the aning of his entire existence.

From the very first sight, when she woke up in his captivity, he was fascinated by her, thoroughly and irrevocably fascinated, as if he was under the influence of so love potion or a powerful spell. It was inexplicable, but every ti he was pulled by an invisible force and all his thoughts were occupied only by her.

Ever since he found out that her body had absorbed the Artemis artifact, he had been thinking about it and maybe that was the reason for this inexplicable craving, but he couldn’t deny that she attracted him on her own, even without the artifact, which only enhanced their own feelings for each other.

He lightly grabbed the back of her neck with his teeth and then kissed him, pressing his lips tightly, not hurrying, thanking her.

They ca to their senses for a long ti, slowly restoring their trembling breath, piecing together their molten mind.

Thea stretched lazily, straightening her arms, still under the pressure of his body, and only after that Raphael pulled out his penis, which was still resting inside her and rolled onto his back next to her, taking a deep breath.

Thea did the sa and instantly shifted her hips when she felt his sperm flowing out of her womb. It was too embarrassing and at the sa ti she felt a special connection in it, intimate, personal, just theirs.

Smiling contentedly, she turned on her side, facing him.

They were naked, sweaty, but both happy and relaxed, having thrown off the tension that had accumulated in them.

Thea’s eyes shone with genuine happiness and it was the best expression on her face for Raphael, after her expression when she moaned under him. Nothing could compare to this.

She reached out, caressing his cheek, which was slightly overgrown with hairy vegetation, unlike his usual state when he was perfectly shaved. But this new look of his impressed her very much, emphasizing his masculinity even more. She liked the ticklish sensation that the short hairs left under her palm.

He leaned forward to et her hand, caressing her like a cat and studying her with a gentle gaze, and then moved even closer and stole her kiss.

It was a soft touch on her lips, without penetration and encroachnt on her mouth, but there was even more tenderness in it than in the most passionate kiss they had ever shared between them.

- I love you. - he whispered with complete sincerity and it was too sensual for her ears, making her shine with happiness. - I just want you to know that.

She moved even closer and buried her face in his chest, inhaling his scent, so masculine, deep and tart, so beloved.

She again did not respond to his confession, pretending to be sleepy. But it was half true, because he had knocked out all the strength accumulated in two days from her.

Raphael didn’t insist on hearing her answer, it was enough for him to hear her heartbeat, which was truer than any words she could say to him. He smoothed the disheveled hair on her head, so as not to frighten her sleep.

She fell asleep without getting out of his arms, completely oblivious to the fact that her body was in disarray and needed care. It was just that they were too comfortable at this mont together and no one could take the first step to break this mont.

So Raphael lay for so ti, feeling her calm soft breathing on his chest and could not take his eyes off the peace that was reflected on her face. With her nightmares becoming more frequent, this was the mont when it was not worth worrying and he inhaled the scent of her hair and allowed his eyes to close, throwing a pair of fur capes over them to keep warm.