In a desperate need to calm the storm brewing within himself, Dakran took a leap of faith, and slipped his hand under Maya's petticoat, hitching it up as his hand caressed her leg, making his way to her thigh as Maya eagerly awaited for what was to come. Wavering, torn that he would scare the life out of her just like Haren did, treading carefully, with as much gentleness he could muster. His leap was met by Maya's curious eyes who watched him bunching up her skirt around her waist, revealing the source of his frustration, and relief, covered by a very racy piece of lacy undergarment. And with that, his already frayed self-control shattered. Dakran bit his lip and reluctantly tore his eyes away from the temptation, snuggled between her legs to look up at her. Tinged red, parted lips, full breast ready for the taking, pinned under her lustful eyes, Dakran struggled to put two words together, to ask the question, permission to touch her. The need for her to utter those words was binding. He'd given his word he would never force himself on her, and he was fully committed to upholding that promise. Even though she had said to him, that she wanted him, and she was prepared to go further with him, Dakran was wavering, his eyes held a plea, a question. May I?
" Yes," she answered his unspoken question, letting her hands slip out his hair, resting them on his cheek. It wasn't enough.
He gulped, he was walking on thin ice " Are you sure?" Better safe, than sorry. It was a reasonable one. He wanted nothing more than bury his face in her bush, breasts and every part of her that he could think of, but if she was doing it for his sake, then he didn't want any of it.
" Yes, I'm sure " Maya leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on his lips, and pushed herself onto the edge of the table.
A simple gesture that sent a shiver through his body and pooled in his loins, making his already hard cock, bursting. Slowly pulling away from the kiss, Dakran slipped his hand under the waistband of her undergarments and pulled them down, he wanted to have a full view of everything that belonged to her. As he pulled the lacy undergarment over her knee, he finally came to terms with himself and did one of the things he'd wanted to do since the moment he'd met Maya. Have his wicked way with her bursting bosom.
Disposing of her cumbersome undergarments on the floor. Darkran turned his undivided attention to her twins, and cupped both breasts, taking turns on each of them, licking, and sucking every bit, leaving no place untouched while Maya gripped his hair, pushing them into his face, as her cries of pleasure quickly inundated the room. Each touch of his lips on her breast was imbued with fervent lust, as he sucked on each peak, licking hungry, insatiable as she let herself go, ready to go further, than just that. Maya hugged him to his chest, when he pulled away, urging him for more. Bearly holding on, lost in his own mad desires, Dakran pulled away, and dove between her legs, placing her legs on his shoulders as he licked her soaking bush, gliding his tongue in between her folds, slipping his tongue in her core. Deliriously delicious pleasure surged, swelled through her, overflowing, as she lost herself under the powerful thrusts of his tongue, as he ate, and licked her. Dakran groaned when she trusted her hips into his face, trapped his head with her thighs letting a long pleasured cry, and he found his own release, as he came in his trousers like a young boy who had seen a woman for the very first time.
At that moment he realised that whatever he felt for Maya was beyond his capacity to even begin to understand. Undoubtedly, his love for her was more than that, more than he could have ever imagined. She was his one. He never thought would ever let a woman hold such power over him, and here he was trapped between her legs, a slave of his own desire by his own volition. Maya's legs loosen their grip on him, and he was able to raise his head but not before he gave her one last lick and a kiss to his new favourite place.
For the first time, his cock was settled, for how long that remained to be seen. Dakran looked up at Maya who lay flat on the table, dazed, lightly panting, breasts in full view as he stood up and lowered her legs. It didn't take long for his mind to begin conjuring up images of her naked sprawled on the table, ready for him to take. And that was the end of the short-lived breather from his raging urges.
Dakran lowered himself on top of her kissing each of her breasts, worshipping them, finding solace in the fact, that soon she will be his wife. With a satisfied grin, Maya pushed herself onto her elbows, and Dakran tore himself away from her breasts " I love them" he chuckled " I love you too" he quickly pacified his frowning little red, and kissed her nose.
"I can't wait till tomorrow" Dakran's giddiness was infectious, and she couldn't help herself but giggle.
" You're not the only one" Maya sighed, pushed herself further up, to sit on the table and Dakran pressed his forehead on hers.
" I'm sorry about this morning" he mumbled, rubbing his nose on hers and closing his eyes. The penitent tone and expression were endearing, but not necessary. She wasn't mad at him, just a little bewildered and nervous at the thought that he was restless and fidgety. Guessing that it might be his needs getting the best of him, Maya wanted to know whatever was going through that big pumpkin of his. With that thought in mind.
" I will be your wife. I would like to know what bothers you" Maya reasoned as she began lacing up her dress and tucking her breasts into her dress. A sorrowful sight for him, seeing the wonderful twins disappear right before his eyes, and there wasn't much he could do about it.
Dakran cleared his throat and sucked a breath,
" You might not like it." Dakran sighed and looked at her once her breasts were out of his view. Men, curious creatures, she thought. Guided and ruled by their own appetites.
Maya sighed, " How bad can it be? I don't know what goes through your thinking box" Maya giggled " But I most certainly would like to find out" Maya reasoned, and pecked his lips. Careful what you wish for, he thought.
Dakran blew out a breath, carefully weighing his choices. After a very short battle with himself, he nodded and concluded that it was worth a try. After he'd sealed the deal, not before. Maya was still new to the northern ways, but she would shortly find out that being the wife of a northerner wasn't all sugar and nectar.
" I will try" Dakran sighed, and stood straight before her as Maya slid off the table to stand before him.
"Thank you" she wrapped her arms around him and tip-toed to kiss him. You won't be so grateful in a few days, he thought.
" Now go. I need to finish the dress. If you stay, I won't get anything done." Maya pulled away from the hug, and turned around to continue her work. From behind, front, side, upside down, and any other way he could possibly think of. Those were all the ways he wished to fuck her into oblivion. There, he said it, only to himself. And the temptation to utter those very same words out loud quickly unfurled but he tutted himself, rolling his eyes.
" I'll see you later," Dakran kissed her cheek, picked up the ledger off the table, picked the lacy undergarments off the floor and sauntered out of the sewing room. Darting back to his chamber to change his slacks, pleased that he hadn't bumped into anyone on the way there.