Chapter 57
Seraphina threw her head back as a cry escaped her lips. One hand gripping the side of the bath and the other firmly holding Achilles’ shoulder, she arched her back and thrust her hips forward to meet Achilles’ searching tongue.
Finger nails dug into her hips as Achilles pulled her closer, his tongue flicked out and danced over her swollen bud, exciting the nerves. Seraphina tightened her legs around his shoulders, steadying herself as her cries echoed through the bathroom.
Achilles moved a hand up to massage Seraphina’s breast whilst the other moved down from her hip to tease her dripping wet entrance.
He sucked her excited bud into his mouth as he plunged a finger into her depths; Seraphina raked her nails across his shoulders as his stimulation pushed her to the edge.
Achilles growled deep in his throat, his member throbbing in need. Taking her erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he gently rolled and pinched her nipple drawing out a symphony of moans from Seraphina.
Her hips bucked against his hand as he increased the pace of his fingers inside her. He could feel Seraphina’s walls tighten around his fingers, pulling him in deeper. A carnal need took over as he removed his fingers and plunged his tongue into her depths, the pad of his thumb rubbing circles on Seraphina’s bud as he brought her closer to release.
Seraphina’s cries turned to desperate whimpers as she drew nearer to her climax. Bracing herself against Achilles’, she panted into his hair. Her whole body trembled as her orgasm tore through her, stars danced across her vision as her arousal gushed from her.
Achilles lapped at every drop of juice she spilled for him, her body quivered as his tongue continued to flick over her sensitive core. Pulling her off the edge of the bath and into the waters, Seraphina relaxed into his embrace. Bringing her arms up around his neck, she pulled him down and claimed his mouth with a deep kiss.
The taste of her own arousal still on his lips, she moaned into his mouth as her hunger stirred again. Trailing her kisses down his jaw and neck, she sucked and nibbled at the skin of his throat.
Achilles’ hard rod throbbed against her stomach as she teased his neck with her teeth. His hands roamed down her back to firmly cup her buttocks as he pressed his self against her, revelling in the slight friction caused.
Seraphina licked the skin of his throat, sending a tremble through Achilles before she bit down into his neck. Achilles choked on a gasp as she drank from him, his whole body set alight with desire, need, longing...
With shaking hands, he reached down under the water and lifted Seraphina’s legs to wrap around his waist, his hard member pressing against her soaked entrance.
Pulling back to meet his eyes, Seraphina placed a soft kiss against his lips before placing her hands on his shoulders to steady herself.
One arm under her rear, the other wrapped under arms, he pressed his stiff rod against her flower, slowly guiding her down his length.
An almost feral growl escaped Seraphina’s lips as he filled her in a torturously slow motion. She clawed at his back as she tried desperately to rock her hips against him. Achilles held her firmly in place, revelling in her carnal desire for him.
The walls of her flower fluttered around him forcing a guttural groan from his lips. He slowly withdrew his self from her, Seraphina trembled in his arms at the sudden emptiness.
He stayed still, just the tip of his member inside her.
“Please…” Seraphina breathed into his ear.
With a grin, Achilles slammed his self back into her pulling Seraphina towards him to meet his thrust.
Her cries were like music to his ears as she called out his name.
He continued his painfully slow thrusts into her as the water sloshed around them. Seraphina’s head dropped into the crook of his neck as she gave herself over to the pleasure he was bringing her.
Her cries turning to whimpers as she begged him to give her the release they both desperately needed.
Achilles did not relent in his onslaught, relishing in every whispered moan and faint cry, he could feel his self drawing near to his own release.
Withdrawing from her completely, he turned her around and pressed her against the side of the bath. Pushing her hair away from her back, he peppered kisses down her spine before placing a kiss on each buttock.
Caressing her waist, he settled his self behind her and entered her from behind. Seraphina screamed as he pressed against her sweet spot.
Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her back against his chest as he continued thrusting into her. Seraphina’s walls began to clamp down around his swollen member, milking him to completion.
Seraphina cried out as Achilles thrust into her a final time. The bathroom fell quiet, the only sounds their laboured breathing.
Seraphina looked over her shoulder at Achilles who was still wrapped around her.
“I love you.” She smiled at him.
Returning her grin, Achilles placed a kiss on her shoulder. “I love you too my sweet flower.”
Untangling herself from his arms, she waded through the water and stepped out of the bath, wrapping a towel round herself.
Achilles watched as she moved with grace, admiring her every moment, the way her skin glistened under the moonlight that spilled in through the open window, how her hair clung to her damp skin, the slight twinkle in her eyes, the blush that crept across her cheeks.
He watched as she cast a glance over her shoulder and smiled at him before entering the bedroom.
Achilles pushed up onto the side of the bath and walked through to the bedroom, deciding to forgo a towel.
He dripped water through the bedroom and came to stand behind Seraphina at her dressing table.
She smirked at his reflection behind her, “Are you aware you are naked my love?”
Achilles grinned and nodded, “I am and you should be to.”
Seraphina arched an eyebrow at him, “Was I not enough for you?”
His grin faltered and he shook his head in a panic, “No no, I just… I would like to memorize every inch of your body… I have missed you.”
Seraphina turned on the stool to look at him, “And I have missed you my love.”
Achilles’ grin returned as he took Seraphina’s hands in his own, he dropped down on to one knee and looked up at Seraphina.
“Seraphina, I know I have already done this before but, so much has happened lately…I feel it is necessary to remind you of how dear you are to me… So I will ask you again, Seraphina, will you marry me?”