Another curse escaped Azreal's lips the moment she stroked him again, moving her hand from his tip to the base.
Elysia watched in bewilderment, her eyes twinkling with excitement from the King's expression. He was clearly flushed, eyes dilated and breathing through his parted lips. "Am I doing it right?" She asked, her voice low.
"Fuck yes Elysia, you are doing great." He replied with a small smile which fell seconds later.
Elysia continued to smile at him. It was time to push even further, she was going to try another thing she learnt from Helena. Still holding eye contact, Elysia lowered her head and ran her tongue over the tip of his manhood tasting the pre-c*m.
Azreal's hand shut to her hair from her neck, pushing it away from her face, another curse escaped his lips. "Wrap your mouth around it love." His breath harboured as he spoke, his hand caressing her hair.