Ophelia felt her mind become dazed from his warm mouth. He kissed and nipped from her collarbone down to her chest. In a swift yank, her breasts slipped from the dress and he immediately latched upon them.
Ophelia gasped when his slick tongue flicked her nipples. He nipped and sucked one breast whilst his hand palmed her other one. He treated it like his property. Heat pooled in her stomach, her entrance suddenly throbbing.
"M-my lord…" Ophelia whispered, her fingers sliding into his hair, not sure what to do. She wanted the sensation to stop, for it was overwhelming her.
"Killorn," he corrected her for the thousandth time, his voice a low and deep murmur.
Killorn pulled away to see the desperation in her meek stare. He bent and kissed her nose, earning panicked laughter from her. Then, he massaged her breast, causing her to jolt. Her flesh was soft and smelled of lavender, making his mind go numb.
