Page 16 of Night Tales

"Are you sure, Imani?"

I answer by taking my clothes off. My garments are not fancy and I blush a little bit when removing them. Balthazar hooks his finger under my chin to lift it up and says words I'll never forget.

"You are magnificent. With or without clothes, it doesn't matter to me, Imani."

I blush even further and remove the rest of what I'm wearing. Once I'm done with my clothes, I tug playfully on his so that he removes his own clothes. He smiles at me and removes his boots, his shirt and leggings. He's all glorious male and is certainly ready for what I need. His long throbbing cock looks angry, as if it needs me to give it peace.

Moving towards him in an attempt to grab him by the root, he stops me.

"It is I who should worship you, my faerie princess."

"I'm no princess." I hurry to add.

"You are to me. Let me."

He pulls me closer to him so that the tip of my nipples are rubbing against his chest. The hair there teases them and they get rock hard. All the while, Balthazar is touching me as if I was a precious relic. I close the tiny distance between us and burrow into his chest. He lifts my chin once again and places another scorching kiss on my mouth.

Then he starts placing kisses all over my jaw and down my neck. He stops to nibble my ear, making my legs tremble a bit, then he moves downward towards my breasts. I can only describe what he does to my breasts as worship. He kisses, licks, nibbles and sucks them, making my body start to melt. I guess I can accept being a princess if this is how I'll be treated.

His ministrations have me breathing fast and my heart is beating a mile a minute. He pushes me towards the wall so myback is against it. Then he resumes his voyage down my body. At last, he kneels in front of me and looks up as if in a trance.

"I need to taste you, faerie."

He doesn't really need my permission. Pushing my legs apart, he places soft kisses all around my center. I'm desperate to feel his lips and tongue on my core and if he doesn't hurry, I'm going to start begging. Princesses don't beg. Finally, finally! He opens me up and starts licking me up and down. Every once in a while, his tongue twirls around my clit and that makes me push my hips forward.

I grab his hair to keep him glued to me and he takes that as sign to dig deeper, which I love. I'm only a few hundred years old, but I've never had a lover like this. When he starts penetrating me with his tongue I gasp out loud in pleasure. He hooks my right leg up around his shoulder and goes even further in his debauchment.

When the pleasure is too much to bear I pull at his hair hard and he gets the message. His thumb goes to my clit and starts teasing it in a circular motion. That's what finally makes me break and the strength of my orgasm almost makes me collapse. Meanwhile, Balthazar has not stopped eating me out and helps me ride out every aftershock of the strong climax.

I push his head away once I become too sensitive and he just looks at me as if I'm the greatest sight he's ever seen.

"Are you okay, princess?"

A nod is all I can give him.

"I need you inside me, Balthazar."

I grab his shoulders and try to pull him up to me, but instead, he pulls me down onto the cloak on the floor. There, he starts worshiping me all over again until I can no longer bear it. That's when he practically splits me open with his steel rod, but at this point, I no longer care about pain. It's all mixed up with the pleasure.

He sets a punishing rhythm and I welcome each thrust. Our limbs are entangled and our gazes are locked with looks so intense I might spontaneously combust. I wrap my legs around him in an effort to get him to go deeper inside me, and that's when my second orgasm hits me. It's blinding and my whole body shudders with the intensity. I put my arms around him and whisper in his ear.

"Give me your seed, sorcerer."

And he does. He comes deep inside me, making me feel full and complete. He rests his forehead against mine and we wait until our breathing calms. We're sweaty and sticky, but right now all is well with the world. Balthazar groans when he withdraws from me and then he lies next to me. Immediately, he takes me into his arms.

"Thank you."

"I should be the one thanking you, princess."

"I hope you don't mind, but I think your seed is going to take."

"It will be an honor to be the father of your child. Besides, I'm not leaving your side ever again."

Life can work in mysterious ways. These days I still worry that someone will find out my secret, but with my husband and children by my side I'm able to relax a little and enjoy the wonderful life we've built together.

Dream Stalker

Eva