WARNING:
This chapter contains an explicit sex scene. Please read at your own discretion. Adults only, please.
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Seeing the face of the girl he loved from up close like this, taking in her natural scent, and listening to her breath and the pounding of her heart… it was really intoxicating. Mars felt like this was his heaven.
There was no other place he would rather be, than with her.
There was no other woman he would rather be with, than her.
He didn't need to know if he was free from the curse or if he could touch other women…. this woman was enough for him.
When Emmelyn spontaneously returned his kiss, Mars felt his body tensing, and his manhood began to throb, asking to be released from confinement. Ahh.. luckily they both made a wise decision to go to their chamber after drinking wine.
Now, they could act on their impulse! Making love on this soft mattress must be so much better than the dining table… hehe.
With alacrity, the prince got up and stripped off his clothes one by one. Emmelyn watched as the man took off his shirt and then his pants and was soon towering naked above her body, in all his glory.
While Mars was taking off his clothes, Emmelyn finally realized that this afternoon they were wearing matching outfits. Somehow, she started paying attention to little things that she had overlooked before.
She remembered that Mars waited for her to finish choosing her dress to wear for the tea invitation before he picked his shirt. Did the man deliberately choose his clothes to match hers?
"We … haven't done it today …" Mars whispered hoarsely. "Our duties…"
Emmelyn turned to the side and hide her blush. Yes.. their duties.
The man rubbed Emmelyn's hair and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
They kissed again intimately. This time, Emmelyn felt a strange feeling in her heart. She did not understand why the kiss, that they had done so many times by now, suddenly felt super good. It was really intoxicating.
The first time they kissed, on the night she was caught trying to kill the prince, the meeting of their lips and tongues felt so pleasant. And they had been kissing numerous times ever since.
Each kiss was better than the previous ones. Understandably, it was because they practiced and did things better as they kissed more.
However, tonight's kiss felt especially beautiful for Emmelyn.
She didn't just experience the physical pleasure, but something in her soul seemed to be touched and awakened, came to life, and burned slowly.
Why did she feel this way?
Was this love?
Was she in love with Mars now?
Emmely didn't understand what was going on. To her, this was a strange feeling. Something that she never experienced before.
However, her mind soon became a mess and thought nothing of it, as Mars's tongue slid between her half-open lips and explored her mouth.
When his nimble tongue found hers, it sucked and twisted her tongue eagerly, until they were both panting for breath.
Ahh.. it felt so, so good.
Emmelyn's mind was all over the place, as she was brought to a high place. Her insolent lips let out long moans as she was enjoying their making out. Those sexy moans quickly turned on the aroused prince as his desire went through the roof.
Mars quickly and efficiently stripped the beautiful woman under him from her dress. Soon, Emmelyn's alluring naked body was displayed for his eyes to feast.
Her chest panting and her beautiful mounds were moving sexily as she grabbed the man's arms and pulled him closer to kiss her again.
Mars pressed his body on top of hers, and soon, the two naked humans were intertwined on the bed, with their lips kissing greedily. The foreplay tonight was intense and filled with so much passion.
Mars's hands gently kneaded Emmelyn's breasts alternately while his lips continued his kisses, down from her lips to her neck, leaving soft bites here and there; down to her collarbone; then to her chest …
As Emmelyn felt the prince's lips and tongue tracing her skin and down to her bosom, she subconsciously held her breath. When Mars's tongue touched her right nipple, Emmelyn let out a long moan.
She did not understand why the prince's lovemaking moves tonight was far, far more delightful than before. Something inside Emmelyn felt loved and fulfilled.
She closed her eyes and bit her lip as Mars's lips and tongue began to work, sucking and licking her nipple and the areola, while his left hand kneaded her right breast.
Emmelyn's hand that was gripping Mars's back slowly moved down and squeezed his buttocks as she felt the stimulation of her breasts become unbearable. When Emmelyn's tiny hands squeezed his butt, Mars let out a soft growl.
With his free hand, Mars held Emmelyn's right hand and lower it from his butt toward his engorged shaft.
When Emmelyn realized her hand was now on his hard and engorged manhood, she instinctively used the other hand to hold it together.
Both hands were now moving up and down, stroking the rockhard shaft as she poured her affection for the man who always worked hard to give her divine pleasures every time they had sex.
Mars froze for a moment as he felt Emmelyn's delicate hands pamper his manhood while he pampered Emmelyn's two breasts.
Ahh … Was this what teamwork looked like? It was amazing!
His heart was really very happy. Apparently, Emmelyn not only took the initiative to kiss him but, tonight, Emmelyn also took the initiative to pamper his manhood.
The pleasure that was coursing through his body felt divine, it could not be compared to anything. He was in bliss.
Emmelyn stopped moving her hands when she felt Mars freeze for a moment and stopped sucking her breasts.
The girl wondered if Mars didn't like her actions. Should she stop it?
Fortunately, after the initial shock, the prince let out a soft moan, indicating he was happy and resumed his work with her breasts: sucking, licking, and kneading alternately.
Emmelyn became relieved.
She could guess that Mars was just surprised because Emmelyn did something she had never done before.
[Ah .. so, if I touch him like this .. he becomes so happy …]
Emmelyn was feeling satisfied that she managed to make the prince moan loudly with her handwork.
