Leah strained to move her head, only to break off again a moment later as he curled his fingers inside her like a hook and rubbed her, sending a shiver through her whole body. Her head tilted back automatically and her teeth caught his manhood.
Ishakan exhaled sharply.
"Fingers...hmm, ahh..." Leah pleaded desperately. "Stop your tongue too...ahh..."
But Ishakan only licked at her cl!toris, pressing it with his tongue even as he caressed her breast. She couldn't control herself, all her strength was leaving her as Leah slumped onto his belly, his manhood slipping from her mouth. Burying her face in his thighs, Leah tried to catch her breath, her lips wet with saliva.
She bit him, hard, but there was no mark of her teeth in his skin. When she tried to push herself up, Ishakan's fingers began to move even faster, as if he had been expecting it, and Leah moaned as she moved her hips. It was an instinctive attempt to push them away, but she could not escape.
Again, he reached out to caress one of her bre@sts, and Leah nearly sobbed.
"Ahh...you keep doing the same thing...hmm....I can't even..."
"What?"
"Hmm...fingers...ahh..."
She wanted to make him feel good, too, but he kept distracting her. She pushed his hand away from her bre@st.
"Don't use your tongue either," she wept. "I want to please you too..."
The instant he stopped, she immediately began sucking on his manhood. Licking the thick veins, she traced the cleft at the tip of his gl@ns with her tongue, and then pushed him all the way to the opening of her throat, touching him against her uvula as she sucked him.
Ishakan slowly withdrew his fingers, slippery with her clear, viscous fluid.
"I won't be angry, but say it," he said gently, rubbing her cl!toris. Leah stopped moving, and his fingers pressed down lightly on her cl!toris. "Where did you learn it?"
"......"
A shudder ran through her body. She pulled his manhood out of her mouth.
"I have never taught you these things," Ishakan said calmly. "Where did my wife learn this?"
Leah's lips tightened. She didn't know what to say.
"Explain this, Leah," Ishakan said again.
Lies did not work on Ishakan. He was too perceptive, and Leah thought if she tried to lie, it would only make trouble between them, and she couldn't think of any plausible excuse anyway. She didn't know what to say.
With her husband's manhood in her hand, Leah confessed the truth.
"I saw His Majesty having s3x with other women."
"...You saw him?"
"Sometimes...he would call me to his room..."
Ishakan listened as she told him that Blain had ordered her to sit and watch him have s3x with other women. He was silent for some time afterward.
"I'm not angry," he said finally. But he could not hide the emotion thick in his voice. He was holding back, but under the surface, he was seething. She wanted to see his face, but just as the thought to look back surfaced, he spanked her.
"Don't turn your head."
"......"
It looked to her like he was very angry. Leah said nothing. She thought she would try to comfort him somehow, but as she slowly drew him back into her mouth, her eyes suddenly widened. Ishakan's fingers pushed into her wet interior, and he began to thrust them quickly into her, all the while licking at her cl!toris.
Leah gasped around his manhood in her mouth, the burst of pl3asure hazing her vision. Her toes dug into the sheets, wrinkling them, and as the sensations overwhelmed her, she sagged onto him, moaning.
"Ahhhh...!"
Her strength left her and his manhood thrust all the way down her throat. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she gagged, her limbs jerking as she came. But Ishakan didn't stop, even though he knew she was cl!maxing.
Leah pushed his manhood out of her mouth, her small tongue protruding from her open mouth as she gasped and shuddered above him.
"Ahh, hmm, please, ahh, stop now, ahh..." She pleaded.
But Ishakan ignored her, pushing his fingers deep inside as his tongue stroked her cl!toris over and over. Leah's eyes widened and every hair on her body prickled as her head fell back involuntarily.
"...Hmm...I can't take it anymore...ahh!" It only took a moment for her to come again. Indescribable pl3asure flooded her and her back arched as she moaned loudly.
Leah had barely regained her senses before Ishakan turned her over and immediately thrust his manhood deep inside her.
Her vision blurred. Sprawled limply on her belly, she felt Ishakan's wild breathing coursing hotly down her spine as he caressed her butt0cks in both hands. Grabbing her waist, he drew his manhood back out of her until only the head was inside and then roughly shoved back into her.
Leah gasped as she felt her belly bulging. Terrifying pl3asure shot through her body, and though she was afraid, she loved the feeling of being so completely connected with him.
And then she remembered the words she had heard.
—Ah, bitch, squeeze tighter, Leah...!
What if it didn't feel as good to Ishakan? What if she was the only one enjoying this so much? What if he got bored with her, after he had had her?
Blain changed women frequently. As doubts filled her, Leah tried to tighten herself inside, clenching her inner walls.
"Leah...!" Ishakan gasped, and leaned down to bite the back of her neck, hard. "Relax..."
But though she was tiring rapidly, Leah only clenched again, trying to please him. Ishakan realized there was something strange in her response.
"Leah," he said again, a clear request for an explanation, and she buried her face in the bed. It was so hard for her to lie to him, and so she mumbled some part of the truth, embarrassed.
"It...shouldn't be...loose..."
Ishakan laughed bitterly.
"Now I understand..." He said, his tone biting with mockery. "But if a man has to say that, the trouble is he's small."
Ishakan looked down at Leah's smooth white back, perfect except for the visible knobs of her spine. He drew a deep breath as his gaze moved up and down her back. Her moist inner walls were gripping his manhood and his jaw muscles tightened as he looked at her and tried to calm himself. The pleasure was overwhelming.
It had always been a problem. S3x with her felt so incredibly good, it made it hard to fight his instincts. Though he knew it would be difficult for her to endure him, he always pushed her to the limit.
Just looking at her made it difficult to restrain himself. The least encouragement from her made his manhood harden.
More than once, Leah had risked death, tempting him. It had happened again today, when she looked at him with desire as she spoke to him, and then when they had kissed in the broom closet, Ishakan couldn't restrain himself any longer.
The beast blood in the veins gave Kurkans strong sexual impulses. He had worried that he might scare her, since she could not remember him, and had decided he would not press her. But after such a long involuntary abstinence, they were finally together, and he would not stop until she lost her mind.
There was also a chance that com!ng in her until she was overflowing might help her remember, but it would certainly shock her if she knew. Slowly, Ishakan began to move his hips, but then stopped short.
"Leah...!"
He gripped her backside in his hands. Their size difference was so great, was she having difficulty receiving his manhood?
"Relax..." He said, looking down at her. Her hands were holding the sheet so tightly, her small fists were shaking, and his golden eyes went cold. "Leah..."
"It...shouldn't be...loose..." She mumbled.
The second he understood what she meant, Ishakan laughed derisively.
"If a man has to say that, the trouble is he's small."
Her white back shuddered at his words, and he squeezed her backside in his hands as he waited for her to loosen inside. All manner of expletives were spitting through his mind.
He remembered everything he had experienced in bed with her. He was glad that he had been the one to teach the innocent princess, who had known nothing. He had liked watching her change and grow and begin to voice her true desires. And he had been pleased that this change was because of him.
It had been a special relationship that could never be replaced. Or recreated.
But once she had been taken from him, Blain had taught her so many strange things. Even now, s3x with Ishakan embarrassed her. It made his blood boil to imagine her in Blain's room, watching him f*ck other women.
Was there a way to kill that bastard that would make him feel better?
Ishakan didn't think there was anything that would be enough to make his anger go away entirely.