VOL 2 EPISODES 35 & 36
Mazdean's hisses and groans mixed with the curses that came from his mouth was erotic enough for Kimberly to continue what she was doing. Being bold, she licked his shaft from the base to the tip, and it was then did she notice him supporting his upper body with his hands while looking at her.
He looked desirous, tempting her with his eyes and aura around him as he licked his bottom lip. Even though Kimberly was the one pleasuring him, she felt like Mazdean still had control over his body without needing to touch her.
With their gazes locked on each other, Kimberly went back down on him. She saw how her touch affected Mazdean, and it wasn't just her dropping down her guard. When his manhood touched the back of her throat, he groaned in pure bliss. Wanting to hear it again, she continued to do it until she gagged to finally pulled back when it went too deep.
"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned. He got up and rubbed the front of her throat, "You didn't have to take it that deep." Kimberly had been enjoying watching the pleasure cross over his face, and she hadn't realized it.
"I wanted to make you feel good," she said with her cheeks turning red. Mazdean leaned forward to kiss her lips, and in a blink of an eye, he had her back against the bed with him hovering above her.
"It was amazing," he praised her.
He didn't want her to push herself as it was only her second time, and tonight was their wedding night. He pecked her lips.
To Mazdean , Kimberly was his world, and he would continue to treasure her until the very end.
Mazdean caressed her face, leaning forward so that he could kiss her. His tongue rubbed against hers, turning it numb before he guided her back to lay down. She felt Mazdean's finger enter her where he added a second finger, preparing her while he made his way down after kissing her shoulder. Kimberly could feel her heart starting to beat fast again as m Mazdean kissed her hip bone, and then sat up looking at her.
Kimberly saw Mazdean hold his member in his hand, and position it at her entrance, "Just feel it, my sweet puppy," he advised while rubbing himself against her and her toes rose against the bed.
The feeling was delicious, almost similar to an itch that was being scratched. She didn't know she had been holding herself until his member rubbed against her wet sex, and her head rolled back. Mazdean allowed her to get used to the sensation while having one hand of his positioned on her waist. While her senses were clouded, Mazdean pushed himself into her tight entrance.
"AH!" Kimberly whimpered.
"Breath, darling," she heard Mazdean tell her when his member was completely inside her. Her toes pressed against the bed sheet while her hands crumpled them. With the sudden intrusion, it took Kimberly more than a couple of seconds to adjust herself to him. She took a deep and careful breath. "Just like that," said Mazdean, his hand caressing her waist to soothe the sudden pain she felt.
Kimberly felt like she had been stretched and now that Mazdean was in her, they had turned to one body and two souls. He was a teaseful yet a careful lover. He made sure to see that she was alright before he started to pull himself back before pushing back into her. She could feel his manhood throbbing inside her. Every push and pull of him had left her lips parted, and it made it easier to look at Mazdean who had not broken his gaze from her.
Kimberly cried out his name, calling for him, and he answered each word that left her lips with a thrust until she could barely form a proper sentence.
As more time passed, the pain and the uncomfortable feeling was soon replaced with pleasure, and Mazdean's hips had started to pick its pace.
Looking at Mazdean's pleasure-filled face did wonder to Kimberly's body as she moved with him, her hands crumpling the sheet further as she twisted them with every thrust of his hips. A series of whimpers left her parted lips as she felt him stretch over and over again. A light sheen of sweat had formed on their body, and Mazdean leaned forward to capture her parted lips with his lips.
Her hands moved to hold on to his shoulders, and with the increase in his thrust, her nails left light scratches on his back which he didn't mind. His own hand reached for her bottom, squeezing it in his hand as she clinged to him like her life depended on him.
Moans and grunts started to fill the room and the bed creaked softly.
Somewhere in between, he had raised one of her legs to be placed on his shoulder, driving her to the edge with every thrust. Kimberly felt like she had stepped into another space. Soon her body started to tremble in Mazdean's arms, and she cried out his name as she came apart. Mazdean took a few more seconds before he released himself inside her.
Mazdean's breath was heavy as he pulled himself out of Kimberly before going to lay down next to her, where Kimberly panted as she tried to catch hold of her breath. She felt his hand reach out for hers, intertwining his fingers with hers before bringing it up to kiss her hand.
Kimberly could feel her body continue to hum after their lovemaking, and she slowly turned her body towards Mazdean, and he turned to face her, putting his hand around her waist to pull her to him.
He then let go of her waist, bringing his hand to her face to push the strands of her hair away from her face that was sticking to her face. He leaned forward to press his lips against her forehead- a kiss that was filled with tenderness and love.
"You were wonderful," said Mazdean looking into her eyes, and Kimberly's cheek burned under his gaze.
Kimberly's mind was still buzzing with pleasure, and she felt overwhelmed with emotions, craning her neck to leave a kiss on his lips. She whispered, "It was beautiful."
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She traced her fingertips on Mazdean's chest, looking at the curves and the ridges on his body before looking back at him, where he had already been looking at her like always. He weaved his fingers through her hair, taming it after the passion they had shared.
Kimberly felt the bite of the cold weather which had somehow escaped into the room to blow on her skin. Mazdean pulled the blanket up to her arms which had been covering only until her waist. Naked in each other's company and arms, the comfortable silence continued to surround them in their very own bubble, barely bothered about who was plotting against them as they continued to live in the moment.
There was that small amount of warmth that didn't leave her cheeks. They had consummated their marriage. She was married to the Lord.
"Did you ever think you would be married to a human before you met me?" asked Kimberly to Mazdean who had moved his hand to trace his fingers on her arm.
"I didn't think I would be marrying anyone, even when I was told there's bride for me." replied Mazdean , a grin breaking through his lips.
"But you are the lord of Wales , isn't it necessary for the person to marry? To produce an heir so that the land can continue to thrive under the same family's rule?" At least that is what Kimberly knew or had heard from people.
"I am not a human, Bely. Especially, a Demon doesn't expect to have a bride unless it is of absolute requirement. Unlike the humans whose lives are fragile, we have many years ahead of us. I didn't plan to share the land with another person."
He said and Kimberly looked confused
"Sleep, my sweet puppy ," whispered Mazdean, and Kimberly's eyes slowly started to drift into dreamland.
Kimberly fell into a deep sleep. Her worries temporarily washed away from her, where she dreamt of happiness with Mazdean. A life that they shared with children and smiles. And Mazdean soon fell asleep, where for once it was peaceful.
When morning arrived, the sun was still hidden heavily behind the dark clouds that had started to snow during the wake of the dawn. The fire in the fireplace had long been exhausted, and Mazdean who was awake had not bothered to fire it up again. With Kimberly who had snuggled into his chest for warmth, he didn't want her to leave his side even for a moment. He had been anticipating her to say those words, yearning as he waited and now that she had finally said it, he was overjoyed by it. He had never thought that the demon's bride will a8be someone he would love. but everything had changed when Kimberly had stepped back into his life. Like every exception to a rule, to him, it was her.
During their sleep, one hand of Mazdean's had come to settle under her head which she used as a pillow, and another hand of his was wrapped around her waist. Her eyes were closed, her breathing calm as she continued to sleep in his arms. Last night had been beautiful and precious, and he couldn't wait to live the next coming days with her.
She was his, and he was hers in every possible sense, and he promised to keep her safe. Unable to resist, he kissed her forehead, and the light brush of his lips woke her up. Her eyes fluttered open, blinking before they came to settle on Mazdean's face, who was wide awake.
"Good morning," she wished him and saw Mazdean's lips broaden with a smile.
"Good morning. How was your sleep?" asked Mazdean before squeezing her in his arms out of bliss.
"It was good. Did you not sleep?" Kimberly questioned because he looked fresh and wide awake while she could only imagine how she looked right now with her hair sticking out. And when she craned her neck up to meet his eyes, he kissed her.
"I did, but then I woke up when I heard the last wood in the fireplace fizzle out," answered Mazdean.
"Do you have dreams?" asked Kimberly . After sharing their night, she felt closer to Mazdean, and she wanted to learn more things about him. She knew what he showed to the public, but she wondered if there was more than what she had discovered until now.
"We are the creatures of the night who don't have a shadow of our own, and mirrors that don't reflect us."
"But those are not true," stated Mazdean , she had seen Mazdean's reflection in the mirror as well as his shadows, "Those are things that the people like to believe," and she saw Mazdean crack a grin.
"To answer your question, I don't have dreams." Mazdean's hand moved to her back, and it started to trace lines, "demons often don't have dreams. It is very rare and maybe only the happy souls, who don't have blood and guilt on their hands and mind."
Was Mazdean saying he had too much blood and guilt in him? , "What do you feel guilty about?" her eyes looked at him questioningly.
"Hm," responded Mazdean . He took hold of her hand on his face, placing one finger of his on hers. He stretched them one after another as they moved in sync before he clasped her hand in his to bring it to his lips and kiss her hand, "You are truly an angel in the purest form," he murmured under his breath.
Kimberly saw Mazdean play with her fingertips, bringing them to his lips to kiss each one of them, "And you're the demon," she smiled.
Kimberly felt happier than how she felt a few days ago. Even with danger lurking in the corners, waiting to strike, she felt like her heart was going to burst out with the way it felt right now. the pain had turned to pleasure, and the tears that had once spilt from her eyes had changed to a faint smile.
When she felt the cold run down her body, making her shiver, Mazdean leaned forward to capture her lips with his own, kissing her to wake the sensations she had felt last night. He heard the hitch in her heart, when his hand went inside the covers and between her legs. When he pulled away, her parted lips, whispered,
"Maz..!" body started to melt on Mazdean's touch.
"How do you feel?" asked Mazdean , his eyes on hers, watching her, "You must be feeling sore," he hummed. She saw his tongue run across from one fang to another, and at the same time, he gently brushed his finger on her wet folds.
Her body trembled at the sight of how he looked at her like she was the most delicious meal of his day, "A little sore," she answered with a gasp. Her hand came to fall on his shoulder, holding him, "AH….!" she cried when his digit slipped in, reminding her of the passionate night they had, "It's only m-morning…"
"Love knows no boundaries, my sweet puppy, nor does one look at the time. Let the world burn down, while I will continue to worship you with everything I know and have," he said while watching her face fill itself with need and want.
He let her get accustomed with his finger again, before he turned her body, putting one leg of hers over his while he rolled himself, filling her whole again and Kimberly's eyes rolled back with her back arching. Mazdean's movements were slow, and it made it easier for her to take him without the pain being too apparent as it was replaced by pleasure.
Her hands immediately went to hold on to his shoulders, his eyes on hers. Her inhibitions had been dropped away a few hours ago, and she craned her neck towards him. Without her having to ask, Mazdean leaned forward to kiss her on her parted mouth where whimpers had been escaping from.
After the initial few seconds that started slow, his movements began to pick its pace and Kimberly felt every thrust fill her with pleasure until they both climaxed.
"Why do I feel like I just can't get enough of you," he whispered as he still hovered above her, "Let me have you again, my sweet puppy." .