Arella trembled slightly due to his actions, and she felt like she was floating on a cloud. Everything felt so new, so raw, and every fiber of her body felt sensitized. "Fuck." King Varziel murmured as he trailed his lips down from her neck to the pulse point that was beating frantically.
"Your majesty?" Arella breathed out. She was sure her skin was on fire.
"It's Varziel, my queen." He corrected, biting the side of her breast so hard she was sure that it would leave a mark. He peeked up at her, his red eyes meeting her emerald ones, as he trailed his tongue along the bite, soothing the sting with a warm, sensual lick.
