The Dragon Duke's Wife - Chapter 38
“Let’s save the rest of the conversation for later. I can’t wait anymore.”
“Kal, don’t just—Ah!”
Khalid stopped speaking, and there was no attempt at further explanation. Instead, he pulled out slightly before plunging back into her with force.
“Ahh!”
The passage within her was already slick with his release and her own liquid and was still tender from the climax she’d experienced moments earlier. Now accustomed to his size, her body had softened to accommodate him.
As Khalid withdrew slightly, the uniquely shaped head of his manhood, different from normal human males, dragged along her walls, coaxing out the mixture of fluids that spilled over and pooled beneath her.
“Ah, ah!”
Even that slight movement was enough to send Ancia’s body aflame. As Khalid pushed into her again, he slammed into her depths. The force of it caused her body to bounce on the plush bed.
Ancia arched her neck, wrapping her arms tightly around Khalid while her legs coiled around his.
“Please, ah, Kal, slow—ah! Ahh!”
“I’m sorry, Ann… I can’t stop.”
The pent-up desire he had held back finally burst forth, leaving Khalid desperate to bury himself even deeper inside her. Though he had already came once, he felt no sense of restraint. Her slick, welcoming body seemed as though it had been made for him, or if not, he would mold it to fit him.
He pulled Ancia close, their bodies pressed together with no space between them. His lips grazed her flushed earlobe as he thrust deeper, stretching her insides to carve out a space for his seed.
Though he was frustrated by how some of his seed escaped from her with every movement, he didn’t care. He would keep pouring himself into her until there was no room left, until she overflowed.
“Kal, ah, ah!”
Ancia clung to him, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. He paused briefly, but this time, her hips moved of their own accord, circling against him. Every motion caused his length to rake against her walls.
“Ah, mm!”
Yet, she was happy. For the first time, she felt like she truly belonged to him—and that she had him as hers.
As she gasped for air, Khalid leaned in, licking her parted lips. Their kiss, while joined as one, was deep and intoxicating. He gently cupped her chin and apologized softly.
“I’m sorry… I left marks.”
“It’s okay… It’s fine. Really.”
She tightened her hold around him, her entire body hugging Khalid. Overwhelmed by the emotions swelling in her chest, she began to cry once more. The happiness was so intense it felt like it might break her.
“Kiss me, Kal. Hold me.”
“You’re fearless. You need to understand how much I’m holding back.”
Khalid’s voice was thick with lust as he traced her lower lip with his thumb. Ancia gazed up at him with tear-filled eyes, her voice trembling yet pleading.
“Don’t hold back… Take me. Make me yours.”
Khalid looked down at her. Ancia wrapped herself around him with everything she had and panted.
“And only take me. Let me be your only wife, your only woman for life. And then… ah, ahh!”
Khalid held her passionately. Unable to resist, Khalid plunged himself deeply into Ancia once more and came inside her.
The searing heat of his essence pouring into her made it impossible for her to form coherent words. Her entire body flushed red as she was hurled into another peak of ecstasy.
The storm of pleasure was intense and long. Ancia whimpered softly, lost in the sensations. Holding her trembling body close, Khalid kissed her again. Even their kisses were heated and fervent, with the short kiss, wet sounds rung out.
“Ann, you don’t need to overthink something so simple.”
Khalid whispered in a low voice.
“Just tell me—you love me.”
Ancia trembled and reached up to touch his face. The joy that filled her heart was as overwhelming as the physical pleasure coursing through her.
“I love you.”
She whispered as tears welled up.
“I love you.”
“And I love you too.”
Khalid’s strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her tightly against him. Ancia clung to his shoulders.
Deep within her, she felt his thing stir again. Her still-trembling body, not yet fully recovered from the waves of pleasure, involuntarily clenched around him. With that the firmness of his s***t reignited.
Ancia was still basking in the remnants of her ecstasy, yet felt another wave of heat building and was momentarily alarmed. She couldn’t even breathe properly and managed to ask,
“Again…?”
“Let me in a little more. Let me truly become your man too.”
“But….”
“Come on, Anne. After making me hold back for so long, surely you can indulge me a bit more. Every time I’ve held you in my arms, I felt crazy.”
“Kal, but… that’s….”
“You’ve pushed me to the edge, insisting it’s all for the sake of having a child….. If my restraint had been any weaker, you’d have already been consumed by my fire.”
Khalid whispered huskily into her ear. Though she was afraid of getting broken after being pushed beyond her limits, Ancia couldn’t refuse him.
“Then… please, just be gentle.”
Khalid’s face broke into a dazzling smile.
She had never seen him smile like that before, and yet she had a sinking feeling she might soon regret her words.
