The Villainess Wants To Retire-Chapter 386: Hot Spring Affairs r18

SOREN

I couldn’t help the laugh that rumbled out of me, low and rough against her lips. Eris’s golden eyes flashed with that fire I craved more than air.

The steam swirled thicker around us, our magics clashing in a perfect storm that turned the hot spring into our private realm, cut off from the camp’s distant murmurs and the forest’s watchful eyes.

Gods, she was everything, fierce, unyielding, and yet so beautifully vulnerable in my arms. I wanted her. No, I needed her, with a desperation that clawed at my insides, threatening to consume me whole.

My hands slid down her sides, tracing the slick curves of her body under the water, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips. "If I’m a liar," she murmured, voice soft and seductive, testing the restraint I was barely holding onto, "then prove me wrong."

I obeyed and lifted her then, effortless in the buoyant warmth, my palms cupping her ass, squeezing the soft flesh as her legs wrapped instinctively around my waist.

She clung to me, arms tight around my neck with her fingers clutching my hair, her breasts pressing flush against my chest, nipples hard and teasing against my skin. The contact sent a jolt straight to my cock, already throbbing painfully hard between us, the tip brushing her slick folds, twitching for her warmth and aching to be buried deep inside till I was lost completely.

Eris gasped, her breath hitching as I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my dick nudging her swollen clit before sliding lower.

The water made everything slicker, hotter, the steam kissing our skin like a lover’s breath. I kissed her deeply, swallowing her soft whimpers, my tongue delving into her mouth to taste the salt and sweetness of her. Slowly, gods, so slowly I thought I’d shatter from the effort, I pushed inside her.

Her pussy was a vice of velvet heat, clenching around the thick head as I breached her, inch by agonizing inch.

Underwater, the sensation was amplified, the warmth enveloping us both, her walls fluttering wildly as she struggled to adjust. She was so tight, so full already, her body resisting and yielding all at once.

Eris broke the kiss with a sharp cry, her nails travelling downwards and digging into my shoulders, drawing faint lines of blood that mingled with the water.

"Soren... Wait... it’s too much," she panted, her voice breaking, but her hips rocked against me, pulling me deeper despite her words.

I held still for a moment, buried halfway, savoring the exquisite torture.

She squeezed around me like crazy, rhythmic pulses that nearly drove me over the edge right then, her pussy milking my cock with desperate, involuntary clenches, as if her body couldn’t decide whether to push me out or drag me in forever.

My balls tightened, the pressure building fast, but I bit down on my lip, holding back. I wanted to savor this, the way she trembled in my arms, the way her fire magic sparked faintly in the water, heating it around us until bubbles rose like champagne. "You’re so warm Your Majesty," I whispered against her ear, my voice strained with control. "So perfect. I could stay like this forever."

With a slow grind, I pushed deeper, filling her to the brim, my cock stretching her walls until I bottomed out, the base pressing firmly against her clit. Eris arched against me, her head falling back, exposing the enticing, elegant line of her throat.

I kissed it, sucking hard on her pulse point, marking her with my teeth as I began to move, deep, deliberate thrusts that had me pulling out almost to the tip before slamming back in, the water splashing around us in rhythmic waves.

She came almost immediately, her pussy convulsing around my length in violent spasms, squirting hot against my abdomen even underwater. I didn’t stop, grinding deeper, circling my hips to rub against that sensitive spot inside her, making her see stars. "That’s it, Your Majesty" I growled, my hands gripping her ass tighter, lifting her higher to angle myself perfectly. "Don’t hold back. Let me feel you come undone for me."

She did, again and again, her orgasms blending into a endless chain, her walls fluttering and clenching, milking me with every pulse.

I swallowed her moans in fierce kisses, my tongue fucking her mouth in time with my cock pounding her pussy, the water churning around our joined bodies.

I shifted her higher in my arms, her legs locked around me, but the movement was too much, the slick water making us slip. My dick slid out with a wet pop, the sudden emptiness making her whine.

Without breaking the kiss, I reached down, fisting my cock and guiding it back to her entrance, pushing in with one firm thrust that seated me balls-deep again. Eris cried out into my mouth, her nails raking down my back, drawing blood that stung in the hot water. "Gods...deeper..."

I obliged, fucking her slow and deep, each thrust deliberate, grinding against her cervix with just enough pressure to make her jolt.

The water sloshed around us, steam thickening as our magics warred and wove together. "You’re so beautiful," I confessed between kisses, my lips trailing down her jaw, sucking on her earlobe before biting gently. "The way you fight me, the way you tease, gods, I want you to bully me more if it makes you happy. Just don’t stop. I need you beside me, Eris. Every day, every night."

The words poured out, raw and unfiltered, my obsession swelling with every plunge Into her heat. I was drowning in her, the scent of her skin, jasmine and smoke and arousal; the taste of her lips, salty and sweet; the feel of her pussy clenching around my cock like it was made for me.

A primal urge clawed at me, the need to claim her every chance I got, to fill her until she overflowed, to mark her inside and out as mine. Everything about her intoxicated me effortlessly: the curve of her breasts bouncing with each thrust, the way her thighs quivered around my waist, the slick slide of her cum coating my shaft. She was my weakness, the one thing that could shatter my control, and I reveled in it.

I was so tempted to say it, to whisper "I love you" against her skin, to let the words spill as I spilled inside her. But I held back, worry gnawing at the edges of my mind. What if she didn’t feel the same? What if my feelings were too much, too soon, overwhelming her like a blizzard she couldn’t escape?

I wanted to say those three words out loud. More than anything. I wanted to tell her how my life hadn’t been the same since I saw her in that garden back in Solmire. That the first time I chose to see her, past all that fire and anger, I saw nothing but a lonely queen.

And that queen has become someone I can’t breathe without.

But I remained silent.

Instead, I poured it into my actions, thrusting deeper, grinding harder, my cock swelling thicker with each confession unspoken.

Eris came again, her pussy spasming wildly around me, squirting in hot bursts that mixed with the water, her moans muffled against my shoulder as she bit down to stifle them.

The squeeze of her around my length was too much, I followed her over the edge, burying myself deep with a guttural groan, my cock pulsing as I flooded her with the first load of cum.

Thick ropes painted her walls, overflowing to drip into the water, but I didn’t stop. I kept thrusting, slow and deep, savoring the way her body trembled, the way she clung to me like I was her lifeline.

She came once more before my second release hit, her pussy milking me relentlessly, clenching in rhythmic waves that dragged every drop from my balls.

I ground against her clit, circling my hips to prolong her pleasure, cum leaking out around my shaft as I filled her again, the sensation of her heat overflowing with my seed nearly sending me into another spiral.

"Need you," I rasped, kissing her deeply, tongue delving as my cock did, claiming her mouth and her cunt in tandem. "So fucking much."

By the third time, we were both shaking, her legs quivering around my waist, her arms tight as if afraid I’d disappear. I thrust deep one final time, grinding against her insides, and came with a roar muffled against her neck, pulsing hot and thick inside her, filling her womb until she overflowed, cum mixing with her own releases in the water around us.

Eris let go in my arms then, her body going limp, head lolling against my shoulder as exhaustion claimed her, almost passing out from the overwhelming warmth, the pleasure, the sheer intensity of it all.

I held her close, still buried inside her softening heat, the water lapping gently around us. My obsession burned brighter than ever, primal, all-consuming.

She is my weakness, my everything, and as I carried her from the spring later, wrapping her in furs, I knew I’d never let her go. Not now. Not ever.