Ruined(Eternal Monarch)

~JUNO’S POV~

I wanted it. It was something I really desired in my mouth. To taste it, rub it between my fingers, and feel it. Feel how hard it is. My pussy began to throb once again, and the heat between my thighs became unbearable. How would it feel to be crushed up against the wall while his cock gobbles up every inch of my pulsating pussy? What does Rex taste like? I tried to stop a moan from coming out of my mouth by biting my lower lips. It’s interesting how I used to be nervous around him, but now I’m a little braver. At the very least, I am now standing in front of him with my entire body exposed. I had so many things to say, but I lacked the guts to utter them. The words were on the tip of my mouth, but I choked them down and eventually twisted my head around and gradually had the courage to look up at him. The two of us were looking at each other, and I caught myself blinking. I had the sensation of gradually slipping into the depths of his grey eyes. Wait a minute, is this his normal eye color? I’ve seen his eyes change color from green to black, crystal blue to dark blue, yellow to crimson. Is this the color of his eyes? How many things did I miss out on because I assumed he’d be another dickhead? These grey eyes are telling a tale. They are exquisite. Wow, for a man as lethal as he is, he has some of the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my whole life. After a few seconds, which felt like an eternity, I broke eye contact to focus on my suddenly twiddling fingers. As Rex’s eyes locked on my firm nipples, I wrenched my head around, causing my tingling pussy to begin dripping. I cast a glance at him and noticed his eyes were fixed on my mouth. Yes, exactly, kiss me and alleviate my nervousness. I crossed my legs, which caused a tingling sensation.

“Would you like for me to bathe you, Reina?” He inquired in a tone that was different from the one he had used to growl at me. This was not a kingly voice; rather, this was a kind husband’s voice. Now, I find his voice quite appealing.

“Reina?”

I exhaled a small puff of air and raised my eyes to him, my lips slightly parted. “I inquired as to whether I should bathe you.” I blinked again, my cheeks scorching. Is it OK for me to allow him to bathe me? What if I regret it later due to the pool between my legs? What if his hands fell inadvertently between my thighs? Will I be able to suppress my moans? Then I watched him extracting a shampoo and pouring it into his hands, following which he began massaging my head, my gaze glued on him. My thoughts were strewn about. His fingertips brushed against the back of my neck. I made a conscious effort to focus on his other hand, rubbing my head. Not the sensation of his finger gliding across my skin. He then moved his hand to the sides of my head and began rubbing it with both hands. I held my breath as a tingling feeling engulfed my flesh and caused me to moan. My stomach was gradually tightening. When he finished and began scrubbing my back, I noticed that I was beginning to sweat profusely, despite the fact that we were already in the shower. His hands were performing actions that I was unable to understand. Things I’ve never experienced. I bowed my head, blushing and experiencing an unfamiliar, strange-like sensation in the pit of my stomach.

“Reina?”

I gazed at him, at a loss for words. This is quite awkward. I wish I hadn’t invited him over. No, I don’t think so. To find out what it feels like, I have to do this. If not, I wouldn’t know.

“Juno, what is wrong?”

What is wrong? What’s wrong is that your hands are burning me from the inside out. Your touch makes me want you to crush me against that wall, while you bury your lengthy, enormous cock within me, and fuck me until I pass out. What’s wrong is that I want to fuck you but don’t have the guts to tell you. What’s wrong is that, for the first time in my life, I find you quite handsome, and my pussycat is screaming “fuck me!” Do you follow me?

I was about to say something when I noticed his dick curved up and getting ready. I licked the inside of my lips, unknowingly.

“Um… I think I’ll be able to take it from here.”

That is what I said as I snatched the sponge away from him.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“You do know that I can hear your thoughts, right?”

I was incredibly ashamed, and I desperately wanted to crawl away and hide away from him. But there was nothing I could do at the time due to the circumstances. He took a step toward me. I backed up a few steps until my body brushed up against the shower door glass. I stood there watching him move towards me, his firm, enormous cock pointing at me. He came to a halt in front of me and muttered something into my ears.

“I can smell your desire as well.” I gulped hard and gasped, “I know you want my cock to brush against your swollen little cunt.” It felt like I was choking on my own breath again, so I gasped for air again. Also, I am aware that you want me to bend you against the wall and take you.” I was no longer a tomato; I was more likely a beetroot. “That you want to taste my cock in your mouth and feel how hard and thick my cock is,” I exclaimed as my gaze darted to meet his. I felt his hand on mine as we met our gazes, and he swiftly lifted my hand and placed it on his cock. As goosebumps shot down my spine like fireworks, I felt like a statue. Goosebumps cover my entire body. I maintained eye contact throughout. I didn’t have the courage. I was looking into those silver eyes, and he was looking into mine. I moved my hand slightly, and he groaned. That groan was like a piece of music to my ears. I was hoping to hear more of it. I began exploring every inch of his dick while he stared at me, daring me to do more. I grabbed his balls and suffocated them with my hand. He looked up and bit his lower lip as he tossed his head back. I quickly got on my knees and began sucking the tip of his cock while his head was still up. That was precisely when he registered what I was doing.

“Fuck Reina!” He groaned.

Oh well, it’s safe to say the king is in heat. I began licking his long cock as I made my way toward his sexy balls. All of the things I wanted to do to him became a reality. I went for his balls, grabbing them with my tongue as if I was milking them. Like the monarch he is, he let forth a deep snarl. I played with his balls before returning to his long shaft. It was oozing with pre-cum and bulging from the inside out, just for me. Here we go. Juno, taste him. You were looking forward to tasting him, now taste him and milk his brains out. I wanted to see the expression on his face when I tasted him. I fixed my gaze on him. Without losing eye contact, I extracted my nasty little tongue. I curved it around his groin and tasted him. He was looking down at me when his eyes began to exhibit a peek of the many colors. I yelled out the hues that emerged on his eyes as they appeared: green, black, crystal blue, dark blue, yellow, and red. I saw lust when his eyes went back to gray. I had a feeling I was in big trouble. He was staring at me as if I were the most intriguing species he had ever encountered. I should have been terrified, as he had ceased to be the gentle Rex. He was a hunter. He wanted to devour me. I stood up and turned to face him. Our eyes are fixed on one another. I was well aware that there was no way he would let me go. I was the one who sparked this. I needed to get this over with, but I was terrified so I broke eye contact. My gaze was fixed on his toes, like if I were a good little subservient girl. I’m not sure why, but I felt obligated to avoid looking at him. As though I were unworthy of glancing at him. I was blinking incessantly, like a terrified tiny cat, my gaze fixed on his toes. I clasped my legs together as fluid poured out of my sex.