The servants had their ears pressed against the door, listening intently if they could hear what the new guy could offer.
They all were curious to know what a foreign incubus was capable of. If he could make the Queen even feel excited. However, they weren't able to hear anything.
"Do you think she killed him?" One of the maids asked.
"I hardly believed Mada would kill soone she invested so much ti on." Another one claid.
"Hey, Anna. Move...I can't hear anything." Another one shoved a maid aside, trying to pick even the faintest sounds...and she did.
"Huh?" She was shocked, urging the others to ask, "What did you hear?"
The maid couldn't believe her senses so she heard again,
"Nngh ...hmm..."
She wasn't wrong...with her eyes widened, she told them, "Our lady is...moaning."
"..."
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[Minoru's POV:]
I was supposed to be hating this woman who nearly killed my mother.
But here I was, tenderly kissing her, exploring the curves of her body as if she was made of glass and roughness would break her.
But I would be lying to say I wasn't enjoying this...seeing her moan and flail in my arms.
Her face was slightly red as I moved my tongue down her mouth, licking her tongue while my hand softly caressed her soft and full body.
God...her curves were pushing to be a little rough. I have always been rough with my partners...but this ti...I was taking my sweet ti
"Lady, you taste sweet..." I complinted, parting my lips from hers. The trail of saliva fell over her naked body, but the Queen looked anything but offended.
She looked up at , her eyes slightly moist as she said, "What do you expect...from...haah...a Succubus Queen? My spit can make people go insane for ." She spoke between her rasped breathing.
Her bountiful bust was going up and down in quick succession.
Even the gods would falter at the sight of her—breathless and undone beneath .
I softly rubbed my thumb at the edge of her lips and smiled at her seductively before saying, "Not sure about going insane, but surely I can get addicted to you..."
She didn't get the ti to respond. I didn't let her.
My lips pressed against hers, our lips locking in another passionate and hungry kiss.
I kept looking at her, and at so point, she wasn't able to look at .
The way her body was burning hot, I knew she was totally into it.
My left hand slowly trailed down her sinful body, brushing against her neck, and barely made contact with her pink bud. However, I felt a shiver running down her spine.
"Mmfh..." She moaned, her hands crossed behind my neck.
She was sensitive...of course, she would be.
"Queen," I called out after parking my lips, "...I wish to see more of you."
She purred, "I gave you myself to you...why ask now?"
I brushed my nose against her skin, a whisper of contact that made her lashes fall like curtains over the stars.
Her breath stilled.
And in that hush, I spoke, low and rough,
"It’s no longer the deal that binds to you.
I just… want to make you feel wanted.
To make you feel loved."
She softly opened her eyes, looked at , and whispered, "Please...touch ."
How could I have said no to that?
I slowly lowered myself and looked at her flushed body beneath .
She had such soft skin...those big globes...and a V forming by her crossed thighs.
She...was everything a man could ever ask for.
I lowered my lips toward their face before kissing her chin, trailing down to her neck and sucking with enough strength to make her gasp and leave a mark behind.
She tilted her head and gave access.
My left hand finally touched her bust, going under her left breath and slowly massaging it.
They were soft and bouncy. Not too firm, not too soft. It is just perfect.
She was rubbing her thighs, clearly hot as my kiss reached her collarbone. Trailing soft kisses down her neck, finally reached her tits.
She was looking down at ...in anticipation. Her breathing was rough, and her nipples were hard.
My tongue rolled out but didn't go where she wanted
I licked her soft skin, tasting the sweetness of her body fluid and kissing the underside of her at bun.
I kept massaging the other but never touching the pink, hard, and needy nipple of hers.
She grew frustrated. I can feel it.
But I wasn't going to let her get what she desired so easily.
I looked up, a teasing grin on my face as I said, "I feel you need sothing, lady."
She bit her lip, "H-Huh? I d-don't need anything..j-just do w-nnghh!" She moaned, aloud this ti. The whole room heard it, the woman letting out a noise that only an excited woman could make.
While she was pretending to not care, I left her nipple a light lick, making her back arch.
Her body trembled and soon I noticed the bed growing dark because of her fluid.
She ca.
"God...you are so hot...and so sensitive." I couldn't help but mutter aloud as I pulled away and smirked at her.
She was now glaring at , her face flushed.
Finally, the words I wanted to hear ca from her lips, "Touch ...lick ...kiss !" She demanded.
But, "First heal my mother then I might,"
It was my turn to play this ga on my terms.
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A/N:- I am going to make him appreciate every inch of her. If you are uncomfortable seeing him lick her, kiss her, and sweet talk to her while having her moan beneath ...then you might have to skip the next chapter.
This might seem slow, but this is my take on romantic sex.
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