Chapter 189 Chapter 188
Rayena screamed, already at the edge of her orgasm, dangerously close to combusting. "Lylall, Please, please, please... " She sung like a litany, her hold on him pulling him closer instead of pushing away.
Deciding to take it up a notch, he worked his tongue into her tight sheath, teasing her pulsing walls.
Rayena started wailing, her body and mind going into overdrive. "Lylall!! Oh.... Hmmm.. Ah.. " She moaned, unconsciously grinding her hips against his face, chasing more friction. Xenon growled, enjoying himself as he tasted more of her, unable to get enough and wanting to drive her into a frenzy before letting her come apart. Diving even deeper, he started thrusting into her like he would do with his cock, swallowing every liquid that spilled from her.
Rayena's eyes had rolled to the back of her head and now only soundless screams was slipping past her lips, tears leaking from the corner of her eyes. He snarled as her tightness restricted him from doing more things, he needs to get rid of that barrier.
Giving her a few more thrusts with his tongue, he timed her orgasm perfectly, waiting for it to hit. When her body started bucking and convulsing, he grew out a canine and gently snipped the thin flesh around her core. She screamed, her convulsions now violent, almost catapulting off the bed. He lapped the area, cleaning off the blood, secreting an elixir in his saliva to heal the wound. Hell, even her blood tasted delicious. Why is everything about her so pleasant?
"That's my good girl. Come apart for me.' He murmured, watching her buck and shudder, unintelligible sounds escaping her lips.
It took a while for her shaking to subside and even when it did, tears were still slipping from her eyes, chest rising and falling rapidly as she drew in ragged breaths, her entire skin coated with a thin sheen of sweat. Xenon watched her, then glanced at her pussy again, flicking around with his tongue. It wasn't as tight as it had once been, now he could see how beautiful she was on the inside. His other halves banged at him, needing him to bury himself into her.
"Lylall... " She said in a weak whisper, her body shuddering. "I can't feel my legs."
"Sorry... " He mumbled, pulling them away from his shoulders and placing it down. She sighed, closing her eyes as she swallowed tightly, her hands useless at her sides. She tried to curl into herself but gave up when body didn't respond. "Are you alright?" He asked, tucking her hair to the back of her ears.
"I'm not sure... " She croaked, sniffing.
A corner of his lips twitched. "Sorry. Once I had a taste, I couldn't stop."
She nodded, still trying to catch her breath. Xenon lowered himself, careful not to put his weight on her, as he rested his face in the valley between her breasts, watching her closely.
"That wasn't bad..." she began quietly a while later. Xenon raised a brow, holding her gaze in bafflement. "Scratch that. It was the best moment of my life," she divulged softly, her face reddening. Her hands unconsciously reached for his hair, threading through it gently. Xenon breathed out in relief, relishing in her warmth.
"I'm glad," he murmured, pulling himself up to kiss her nose. "I wish I could promise the next time would be better."
Her lips stretched into a smile, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes as she gazed at him. Though her hands felt like water, she wrapped them around his head and brought him back to her chest. He reciprocated the act, holding her tighter, like a man about to drown and she was the straw. Her warmth soothed him, her still-rapid heartbeat mirroring the thrumming in his chest. They stayed like that for a while until he spoke again.
"By the way, I broke your hymen," he growled after a while. He felt her stiffen.
"You did? When?"
He glanced at her. "While you were orgasming. Snipped it with my teeth. It didn’t hurt too much because I healed it already. You are not closed off anymore."
"Oh..." she trailed off, still playing with his hair. Xenon rubbed his face against her skin, hating that he couldn’t enter her and burrow there forever. Her pulse steadied under his cheek. The sound filled the silence between them, two heartbeats finding the same rhythm. A sudden growl interrupted the intimate air that had settled, and Rayena grimaced. That had come from her stomach.
"You're hungry," Xenon said without looking up.
"Well, all that activity has worked up an appetite," she whispered, feeling her cheeks warm. He glanced at her, amusement and mischief dancing in his eyes. Rayena met his stare with one of her own,a smile curling on her lips. He sighed, reluctant to move but knowing they couldn’t stay like this forever. Not while her stomach was growling for food. Raising himself to a sitting position, he threw a sheet over her bare body. "Let's get something to eat," he mumbled, running a hand through his hair.
"Guards!" he bellowed, his voice echoing in the large room. The door to his chambers swung open and someone marched in.
"Your Majesty!"
"Tell the maids to bring in some food. And a basin of water with clean towels," he ordered.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The guard answered, and a while later, they heard the door slam shut. Rayena chose that moment to sit up, still wrapping the sheets around her. Xenon instantly pulled her closer, resting his chin on her hair. Rayena smiled, loving the tenderness she was receiving from him.
Food was brought in, and Xenon climbed out of the bed to bring it to them. Steam curled from the silver platters as the maids quietly departed, leaving behind trays of fruits, roasted meat, and honeyed wine. The heavy door clicked shut, and silence filled the chamber once more, soft and golden.
Rayena sat wrapped in the king’s sheets, her hair tousled, her cheeks still flushed from what had passed between them. While eating, Xenon tore a piece of bread, handing it to her without a word. She took it, fingers brushing his, and for a moment, neither spoke. The air felt fragile—like one wrong word could break the spell of peace that had settled between them.
Shoving it into her mouth, she munched on it before stepping it down with a glass of sweet wine. “You eat like you haven’t eaten in days,” he murmured, eyes glinting with quiet amusement as he watched her take another bite.
“You’re one to talk,” she replied softly, a shy smile tugging at her lips. “You nearly devoured me.”