“So if it’s okay with you,” he smirked slowly, raising a brow despite whatever difficulties he was having managing his own emotions, “I’m going to bury my face in your cunt and not come up for breath until morning.”
“Oh,” I breathed out, surprised. My heart picked up pace as anticipation swept through my entire body. I didn’t let myself think about any of the things we needed to talk about, letting my desire take the lead for a change.
“Please.” I nodded, gasping as he dove his head down and licked a long line up my cunt. My legs bent completely over his shoulders as he settled in, his hand moving up and grasping my breast as his tongue circled my clit, forcing me to let out a chorus of moans I’d never heard myself make before.
Every other sexual experience I’d had paled in comparison to just having this man between my legs.
I’d never allowed myself to truly let go during sex. Not when I had a thousand other considerations to worry about. Not when half the time it was to butter someone up to get a better place to stay or a warm meal. Or they were just a tool to get off with quickly before going about my day.
It was never like this. I’d never burned for them the way I did for Azurill.
And burn I did. My skin felt like fire as I bucked up into his mouth. His fingers plucked my nipple to a hard peak as his tongue found its way inside me, his other hand holding me open while his thumb found its place on my clit. It was nearly too much.
His tongue thrust into me with single-minded dedication, the undulations creating a cascade of pleasure that had my body nearly vibrating. I actually whined as he pulled his tongue back, but his fingers replaced it, sliding down my cunt and bathing them in my arousal before he thrust them inside me.
I gasped loudly at the sudden motion, making Azurill snicker quietly into my skin. He pressed biting kisses up and down my thigh, starting with the right, until he reached the apex of my thighs, before moving to the left and starting again. He seemed incapable of words, losing himself in his task the way he’d needed.
Whatever it was that drove him, he seemed earnest in his promise to go all night, dragging it out and slowing down anytime I felt any buildup, not letting me approach climax at all.
What felt like hours later, I couldn’t help whining, “Azurill, please. I need to cum.”
He looked up at me, his usual teal beginning to show through the silver now. He didn’t say a word, merely adding another finger and sucking my clitinto his mouth, his tongue swirling around it until I felt the telltale rush as my orgasm spiraled rapidly closer.
My moans increased in volume, and I felt momentarily worried that they’d carry to the other competitor’s rooms, but it flew out of my head as Azurill’s fingers began thrusting faster. My walls started fluttering around them as I felt a powerful climax begin.
He’d been edging me for too long, and I couldn’t help screaming his name as my orgasm finally crashed over me. I could feel my arousal rush from me in a torrent as my head thrashed back and forth, my hips rising from the bed uncontrollably. Azurill’s arm came up and forced my hips back down, making me squirm as the aftershocks shuddered through me.
“Az,” I panted, reaching down to run my hand through his hair, appreciating the teal locks left on top that enabled me to do so.
“Jac,” he murmured as he finally pulled his face from between my legs, kissing my hip.
“I know I’m certainly doing much better,” I said impishly, if not a bit tiredly, “But how about you?”
“Getting there.” He smirked, but it slowly faded as he watched me. “I suppose when we have our talk, there are some things I should tell you too.”
“Like what just happened?” I asked, raising a brow.
“Like that, yeah.” He chuckled, shaking his head as he lifted himself up and crawled further up the bed. He lifted his arm and pulled me into his side. I’d never been a cuddler before, circumstances had never allowed it, but I couldn’t deny the pleasure I felt as I draped myself over his body. My leg wrapped around his as my arm fell across his torso.
“Don’t get too comfortable, I’m not nearly done.” I looked up at him incredulously at his words, only to see him smirking with his eyes closed. My head crashed back down to his chest in exhaustion.
“In that case, I’d better get whatever rest I can.” I chuckled, letting my eyes fall shut. My head rose and fell with his breaths, his fingers brushing softly through my hair and lulling me into a temporary sleep.
I knew he meant what he said, and I was more than willing to indulge whatever madness had overcome him tonight.
But first, sleep was definitely needed.
Chapter Thirty-six
Jacinth
Iwoke briefly to the feeling of Azurill kissing my hair, the sky still dark so he could sneak away before dawn broke, and anyone saw him leaving my rooms. I fell back to sleep immediately, still worn out from Azurill’s marathon. He’d let me sleep for maybe an hour before he’d woken me the first time, repeating that pattern repeatedly through the night until I physically couldn’t go on anymore and he’d exorcised whatever demons had driven him.
When I woke up later that morning, I was still exhausted, overstimulated, and somewhat sore. I knew I needed to be at the top of my game for the ball tonight and my trial, so I forced myself to get ready and made my way down to the alchemists for a potion to heal and reinvigorate myself.
Entering the main Gemlab, I was surprised by the sheer size of it. It was about ten times the size of the one built for Prince Ruri, with a bunch of stations set up for multiple alchemists to work at once.
One of the specialist healers I recognized made their way over to me, smiling pleasantly.
