Undefiled Queen

Soon again she started to shiver. “My body heat is not working. I need to try to distract you.”

Merlyn gave questioning looks to Stephen and soon he started biting her neck. ‘Oh my did she feel it right? Of course in every way it was. He might be saving her from cold but whatever he was doing was working wonders upon her.

He slowly began to pepper down wet kisses down her skin and Merlyn was gradually reaching the height of eroticism.

His hands brushed every curve of her body, reigning her soul like he was the king who ruled it.

Merlyn pulled his face to her lips and kissed him, deep, strong and passionate, swirling them into the vortex of love. Stephen could realize it was not just a kiss but something more. It was a commitment which was filled with a promise of life long passion.

Trepidating goosebumps crawled his skin like an unestimable hailstorm which got him into deeper levels of anxiety. Could Merlyn accept him for what he was? Could she ever? Could he say goodbye to her within the next twenty four hours to never meet her again.

His hands slowly caressed the folds of her feminism. A loud dominating mewl made out of her. She began to swing her body to the moment of passion. His fingers worked inside her in synchrony with her movement. Very soon Merlyn was at the height of receiving her first orgasm.

Could Merlyn convince her body and soul which looked forward for his love to never meet the man again in her life?

Stephen had his share of women but the feelings his mind and body were experiencing with Merlyn were beyond the word called satisfaction.

He quickly dipped his head and began to lick her juices away. “Oh my handsome, please do not stop.”

Merlyn’s eyes were closed, working her fingers on his soft hairs, pulling them as he took her to an all new level of passion.

Even when the snow was drizzling down the window panes and her hair was still wet with the shower, Merlyn could find sweat settling at her back.

“That’s great. You are slowly heating up.” Stephen announced with a victorious grin and was about to settle beside her but Merlyn stopped him before his back hit the mattress.

“What are you doing?” She asked in irritation. “You get me irresistibly high on sex and stop it all of a sudden? Do you think I’m going to accept it? Come on, make love to me.”

Stephen was shocked and at the same time thrilled with her outburst for want of love. Was it her adrenaline marking its effect or was it simply the relish of a novel feeling she didn’t have the taste so far in her life was making her speak such things to him without hesitation?

Whatever it was, he was liking it but he was completely against taking her virginity away. He wasn’t the man she was going to marry. He was not going to let that happen. Though he cannot revert her past and bring back her parents, when he goes back to his workplace, he would make sure she would have sufficient money to look after her and her brother’s needs starting from education to everything without depending upon her aunt.

She need not know the person who helped her. Watching her smile, and the next time from the bottom of her heart was enough to make him feel at peace. He wouldn’t want anything more to ask nature for it was the best Almighty could give him for his irreversible mistake.

“Come on, make love to me, what is stopping you?” He stared at her not knowing what to say. “You are a virgin.” He called after much thought and muse.

“So what, fuck the virginity and make love to me.” She guided his arm back to her vagina before she licked his fingers.

Stephen till then did not know, she was a wild enchantress in the bed. It was very hard to deny her when he was equally electrified with her inviting body. He could not stop taking a step forward. His body worked in its accord ignoring the squeaks of his mind.

He continued to pleasure her and soon his finger was replaced by his organ. “This might pain you initially but later everything will be a pleasure.” He cautioned her and started moving inside her slowly.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Initially it was painful and a lot uncomfortable like he warned but slowly the friction turned to eroticism and Merlyn was enjoying as he rocked them to the threshold of heaven.

Her cries of pleasure began going deeper and stronger. The creaking bed had its innocent exercise for a long time, hitting the wall towards their head

With passing seconds the sex turned more steaming. “Oh my God, I am going to have it, handsome.”

“What is it?” He asked slyly, knowing fully well what she meant.

Nothing worked in the brain of Merlyn. “I’m…I’m”

“Going to come?” He finished the sentence for her.

“Then go on, my pretty lady.” He had hardly finished his sentence when his own orgasm rocked him in a whirlwind of lasciviousness. His body shook with rapture breathing heavily looming over her as every cell in his body vibrated with copiousness.

“Fucking hell of a lord!” He roared in a zeal spilling his seeds inside her.

“Cool it guys.” Somebody knocked on their door.

Stephen fell beside Merlyn on the bed and ran profanities. “Bloody cheap motel”. And Merlyn had the laugh of a millennium. But this time he was not knocked by her positivity. He began laughing with her and very soon they were drowned to sleep.