The Curse Of Rejection

XIMUN

Ximun didn’t hesitate. His right hand quickly formed around her exposed thigh and while he moulded that area with passion, he got to his feet and moved close enough to plant a long kiss on her lips.

As usual, the taste of her lips was intoxicating, he could kiss her all day. But since they didn’t have all day, he chose to make the most of that short moment.

His fingers got busy and began to trail the skin of her thigh in a way that he had previously mastered. At the same time, his other hand went to the back of her head and he tilted it to give him more access to her lips.

So, as his fingers drew provocative lines on her skin, his fingers tightened around her hair quite right and his lips and tongue worked magic between them so much that Aysu began to writhe while moans randomly fell from her lips. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“This feels really right,” Ximun said, his statement a response to a part of him that wondered if it was appropriate for him to be intimate when he had just been slammed with the greatest sentence ever. “I want to do more.”

Aysu smiled and that was the go-ahead for him to do more. He then quickly got rid of his clothes and then helped her with hers. Once they were both fully naked, Ximun took a few seconds to admire the beauty of her body. He absorbed every curve, thigh lump, mark and beauty spot. He made her breasts feel good without touching them by wearing a softened expression the moment his eyes landed on them.

Then, his hands cupped the sides of her waist in a way that explored her skin. From there, he found her buttocks and with that contact, he lifted her without much fuss. And without dulling, he brought her pussy to his lips and started to ravish as though she was his last meal.

Aysu didn’t expect such a grand elevation or an explicit way of eating her out, so she shivered while it took her a few seconds to get used to the fact that she was closer to the ceiling than she could ever be.

And Ximun kept at the way he lapped and kissed her folds and the very sensitive areas around.

“Damn.” Aysu cried. “Ximun!” She pulled at his hair and demanded more of that action.

“Don’t worry,” his deep voice boomed and vibrated her growing wetness, “I don’t plan to stop.”

At the same time, Ximun reached for his semi-erect penis and he began to slowly stroke himself while his other hand strongly held Aysu. As his fingers circled the growing heat of his shaft, Ximun further moaned into Aysu’s pussy and that added so much effect to the existing pleasure that was blooming in her system.

Her body jerked and she had to grab his head for further support while Ximun continued with what he was doing, his lips swirling over her clit in a that made her feel explosive while he played with himself.

“Ximun. Oh Ximun.” Aysu moaned his name continuously.

“Aysu,” he responded, his voice a groan because the sensuality of that moment was enough to make him cum if he had not held back and pulled his hand away from his now throbbing dick.

So, as he fully focused on using his tongue and lips to make her repeatedly feel what pleasure was all about, Ximun began to walk. His steps were slow but they didn’t affect the way he lapped at her juices which were almost escaping his lips.

And as he took each step, Aysu kept begging for a chance to fully release.

“No, you can’t,” Ximun replied while his teeth gently ground her clit. “I want us to cum together and my wanting dick has to be inside you.”

“Then stick it in already,” cried Aysu who could already feel an insane sensation in her thighs. “Please, I want this.”

“Shh. Shh.” Ximun didn’t stop kissing her pussy until he reached one of the windows which were exposed and directly facing the ground where guards gathered at specific times of the day to get briefings from their commanders. Though that moment was not one of those specific times, the idea that he and Aysu would be nakedly pressed against the window made Ximun more eager to get down to business.

So, carefully, he lowered Aysu who was sweaty and desperate for an intense release. Her insides were crazily tingling and her shimmering pussy would not stop twitching while it thirsted for some good dicking.

Ximun, on his end, didn’t waste time. Once Aysu’s back was pressed against the window pane and once her legs were wrapped around his waist, his dick found her pussy and with a single motion, he went in and got gripped by Aysu’s wanting heat.

Ximun groaned and Aysu chose to punish him for making her wait. She clenched around him a little more and that worked when he locked eyes with her and said, “If you do that again, I might cum.”

“Well,” Aysu shrugged, “the aim is to make you cum, you might as well do that now.”

“I don’t intend to.” Ximun’s hand gently slid to the back of her head and without warning, he gripped her hair a little tighter than usual. “I never give in easily.”

Aysu was turned on further by what was going on. “Let’s see who gives in first.”

“Alright.” Ximun finally slipped out of Aysu. But he went in almost immediately. This action of his was so pronounced that Aysu let out a gasp in surprise.

“That was-” Aysu didn’t get to complete her sentence. Another gasp left her.

Ximun used that wicked pace to impact her insides and soon, her head was thrown backwards and her waist kept dancing while he hit places inside her.

And soon, she was dripping her release down his dick while her entire body shivered for a good number of seconds. Ximun, almost immediately, pumped his cum into her and the warmth of that feeling made that moment feel more special to Aysu who had temporarily forgotten that something terrible had happened to them.

Ω

About an hour later, after a lengthy shower together, Aysu and Ximun were packed and ready to leave the palace. They didn’t have much with them, so Ximun perceived that their journey would be relatively easy.

So, with their hands joined, they walked out of the room where two guards were waiting for them. One of them was Zion who was wearing displeasure, or rather, sorrow.

“Your Majesties, the vehicle is ready.”

Ximun faced Zion and recalled the very meaningful conversation he once had with the man. So, with a small smile on his lips, Ximun said, “Thank you. For everything.”

The man’s head remained bowed. “I am afraid there is bad news.”

Ximun glanced at Aysu who was giving that moment her rapt attention.

Then he asked, “Is this about what I asked earlier?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Go ahead then.”

“Your Majesty, all members of the security team are dead. They were killed by a gas that’s still unidentified.”

Hearing that made Ximun’s heart squeeze. Those wolves died because of him. There was no second meaning to that.

“While we are gone,” Ximun spoke after many seconds of silence, “please make sure they are all given befitting burials. They served The Night Crimson Pack with all they had, so the pack has to do something in return. Gamma Zion,” most guards, if not all, were of the Gamma rank, “this is the last order of this Alpha King.”

Zion bowed sharply. “I will carry out this instruction with all I have, Your Majesty.”

“Good.”

“Your Majesty?”

“Yes, Gamma Zion?”

“I also believe in you.” That was all the man said. Then he turned and led Ximun and Aysu out of the palace, which, as Aysu said, would always be there, waiting for its true king.