She throws him on the bed, climbing over, her sensitive area now on his face. 'Eat' she commands sitting on his face. Xerxes' hands grip her thighs tightly as he follows her command without hesitation, his tongue working against her with practiced skill. The sight of her taking control like this sends a jolt of heat through him that has nothing to do with anger anymore.
His hips begin moving beneath her instinctively, seeking friction against the bedsheets. One hand slides up to cup her breast while the other steadies her as she rides his face.
"Fuck," he groans against her skin, the vibrations making her body tremble above him. "You're going to kill me."
His teeth find that sensitive spot just above where his tongue is working its magic, sending a fresh wave of sensation crashing through both of them simultaneously. His tounge going inside her hole, slow and gentle. He's heard of this action but has never tried it until now, not even with Isabella.
Esmeray's head falls back as she feels his tongue slide inside her, a completely new sensation that makes her entire body tremble above him. Her hands grip the headboard tightly, knuckles white from the intensity.
"Xerxes..." she breathes out his name for the first time tonight, the sound carrying both command and surrender.
His hands slide up to cup her hips firmly as he continues exploring this new territory with her, his movements slow and deliberate like he's savoring every second of discovering what she likes.
The bedsheets twist beneath them as Esmeray's hips begin moving against his mouth instinctively, chasing the pleasure building inside her. Her hair falls across his face like a curtain hiding them from the world outside this room.
"Don't stop.Don't stop," she repeats breathlessly, her voice cracking with pleasure. "Fuck, just like that."
Her fingers tangle in his hair as she presses herself against his mouth more urgently now, completely lost in the sensations he's creating. The usual anger and resentment between them has melted away into raw, uninhibited desire.
Xerxes' hands slide up to grip her ass cheeks firmly, spreading them slightly to give him better access. His tongue works deeper inside her while his nose presses against her clit in perfect rhythm.
He can feel the tremors building through her body as she rides his face more desperately now, chasing that final peak they both know is coming soon.
"Xerxes,Xerxes," she gasps out his name again as her orgasm crashes through her like a tidal wave. Her body convulses above him as she rides out the intense waves of pleasure.
Below her, Xerxes continues to work his tongue against her until the very last tremor subsides, savoring the way she tastes and feels completely surrendering to him.
As she collapses onto the bed beside him panting heavily, Xerxes rolls onto his side to face her fully. His hand comes up to gently brush a damp strand of hair from her cheek.
"That's what I've been missing," he says quietly "That fire you only show me."
"Yes...but we're not done" with more energy then before she guides him through positions she likes., positions she needs.
Xerxes follows her lead without hesitation, his body moving in sync with hers as she guides him through positions that reveal just how much she's learned about her own desires.
"Show me," he murmurs against her lips between kisses. "Show me everything you've learned."
His hands roam across every inch of her skin as they move together on the bed, exploring angles and rhythms that have never been tested before. The moonlight filters through the curtains casting shadows across their intertwined bodies.
"You're incredible," Xerxes breathes out as she arches against him in a way that makes both their bodies sing with pleasure simultaneously.They both reach the peak of orgasm time and time again. Hours upon hours...both coming undone on each other.
And while they continue the King and Queen converse about Esmeray's action earlier that day.
"Do you think we made a bad choice marrying our son to her?" The King asks looking out the balcony of his kingdom.
The Queen sighs beside him, her fingers tracing patterns on the marble railing. "Bad choice? Perhaps. But necessary for the alliance."
She turns to face him fully now, her expression thoughtful. "She's not like the other princesses we've considered. She has fire - a passion that could either destroy our kingdom or strengthen it."
The King nods slowly, his gaze distant as he looks out over their domain. "And what about the rumors? Her actions today have already spread through the courts."
"Let them talk," the Queen says firmly. "Better they whisper about her strength than question our judgment."