Azrianna panted against Azier's skin as she crested one more time as his tongue rounded around her clitoris for the third time.
Thanks to her ability to channel energy through skin contact, she had greatly sped up his healing process. It hadn't even been half the day when he felt as good as new.
However, the naughty mage had more on her mind, and she wanted to make 'absolutely sure that his healing was complete', and now perhaps there would be a 'stress test' (or so he was dearly hoping).
"Are you okay? You're shaking..." Azier actually sounded concerned, and it seemed to bring her back to reality as she looked over her shoulder with wild eyes of wanting.
"I'm sorry - I have not experienced such pleasures before. I....was not treated kindly before I met you," she answered truthfully and moved her knees over his torso so she could turn around to face him (and to his delight, have her large breasts warm in his face briefly).
"That's a crime against life," he replied with light disgust. The whole part of the fun of sex was both parties enjoying it.
"You will always feel good when you're mine, Azrianna...." he promised warmly.
If she were capable of blushing she would have, but a blue hue painted her cheeks as she nestled next to him and rested her head on his chest.
Even without his arms or legs, he felt like he was in heaven having her pressed against his bare body, and he was glad she wasn't viewing him as a freak - but rather the prince he had once been...who he still was...
"About that..." she started and propped herself up to look at him with a smile upon her pretty face. "I hope it is not too soon to ask...but...would you please bite me? I want to belong to you, and I cannot wait any longer. I just know you'll find the others charming and decide that I'm not...experienced...enough for you..."
"Azrianna, you're crazy. I'm more fond of you than the others, and while it's a bit fast for my taste, I am happy to take you if you want. You're worth that," he replied sweetly and gave her kind eyes filled with a hidden softness.
"Really?"
"Yes, really. Bring your neck to me and I will make you mine forever," he promised and waited for her to make the first move as to not scare the doe-eyed woman off.
Her skin was silky and cold - and as soon as he could taste the light rose oil on her flesh mixed with the warm vanilla she naturally had, he felt so overcome with the compulsion to bite her, that his usual cool demeanor melted into a roiling heat as he sank his fangs into her muscles and took in a long draw of the blood she had in her system from her last meal.
Although he was starving, he was sure to not be greedy. He did not want to kill her, even though all of his natural instincts was telling him to suck her dry. As soon as it felt too tempting to go further, he stopped his action and pulled away from her in order to check on her face to ensure she was alright.
He must have taken a wee bit too much despite his efforts, however - because she had dull, glassy eyes, and the look of drunken bliss worn as her expression.
"Are you okay, my sweet rose?"
Azrianna giggled in response and nodded her head. "....I want you inside of me..." she let out loosely.
"Sweetie- that's... never mind... and no, no that can't happen anymore. You're not in your right mind, and that would be wrong. I'm not my brother. Come here and lay on me before you pass out backw-" he stopped speaking abruptly as she slumped down towards him where her head rested next to his still erect rod.
Now he was hot and bothered, and her lips were oh so close to his skin. Worst of all, her breath was teasing his flesh and the cool, wet air emanating from her lips only made that desire worse.
"Ah, shit..." he mumbled with disappointment from both the lack of sex, and the fact his newly-made 'bride' had passed out in the worst position.
....he wanted to smell her hair and snuggle his face into her head...
Why was the universe so cruel to him? Why?
He let out a long sigh and merely accepted the current circumstances with grace and good nature. He gave out a soft laugh and closed his eyes to enjoy all the things he couldn't while in that damned box until she woke up.
He had never been so happy to see so much decoration in all his life as the next few hours he enjoyed appreciating her drawings and paintings as she slumbered on his belly.