The Villianess story: A 100 ways to kill your husband-Chapter 343: Slow and steady

There was something about the way he moaned that made her wetter. The scent of her arousal was killing his soul. She swallowed her eyes still on his length. Her warm breath fanning on it, the temptation was strong but she refused.

She straddled his waist, her entrance so close to his length. Abrielle loved how she was driving him to the edge. "At least let me lick you dry." He requested more like begging

Abrielle chuckled, her laugh slightly evil. She reached out for her entrance, her fingers dipping into her soaked flowers. She rolled her fingers in, making her hum in delight. freewebnoveℓ.com

Her fingers were so wet, her slow actions were more torturous than all the cuts he had received on the battlefield before. She pulled out her fingers that were dripping her juices. "No, I can’t let you have a taste down there. Do you know why?" She asked.

There was this evil glint in her eyes that made him amused. "Why?" He asked with a teasing grin on his lips that made her almost break her act.

"Because I love to see that look in your eyes. The look of fear Cedric. You said you didn’t bother about me because I was so weak but guess who is making you scared now."

Being evil did look good on her, and he loved every part of it even if he was the one suffering. "I always knew you were dangerous." He admitted.

"Oh really," she moved her finger covered in her juices close to his lips. She didn’t need to tell him what to do as his lips parted for her. His tongue swirled around her fingers as he licked it. A satisfied hum echoed, as he enjoyed her sweetness.

It felt so good, the sparks and the pleasure. After her fingers were completely cleaned, he still didn’t let go; he bit it lightly as she pulled it out.

He knew she was going to be his damnation yet he could not help but look forward to how much she was going to ruin him.

Her attention went next to those nipples; her fingers rang across his body first, admiring how perfect it was. It seemed all her troubles were worth it if she got to admire this pure work of art.

Abrielle drew out another moan; she smiled brightly, her teeth digging into his nipple. He scratched the ground, claws threatening to come out. "You are truly loving this." His voice shook

"I am more than you think." She chimed while kissing the nipple she just bit. She wanted him to feel the same torture he made her feel. Abrielle made a mental note about his nipples being his sensitive spot.

She repeated the same with the other nipple, and yes, the all-powerful prince crumbled under her. While drowning him with her kisses and teasing his nipples she position her entrance on his tip ready to take him in

She went slowly, Cedric froze once he felt her wet warmth covering him. "Abrielle, this is a bad idea." He warned her, his breath raspy.

Her lips left his nipples, her blue eyes meeting with his gold ones. " it will be fine as long as I am on top." She answered. Her hands were roaming around his chest. Cedric nervously gulped, his teeth gritted. They were seated on the rough floor but couldn’t care less.

She continued taking him in; it was as painful as the previous time. Her hands went to his shoulder blades her fingers dung in

"Why are you so big? I am certain this is ... ahh" her voice choked as she moved down. She just had to take in as much as she could take.

He didn’t know if the pain of her fingers digging into his shoulder or her inside squeezing the living daylight out of him was more painful. Her legs were still straddled around his waist.

"I can help guide you, but I will need my hands." He suggested.

"I can handle it myself. Once you touch me it is over." She stubbornly said. He hated it when she was so stubborn but was so helpless because he still loved her fire. "You are torturing me Abrielle." He admitted, forcing himself to keep his hand at bay.

She closed her eyes, drew in a deep breath and continued taking him in. He stretched her thin and it felt like he was larger than before but she knew that was a lie it was the same size that tortured her before

She shuddered after taking as much as she could, a proud smile on her lips. "I can’t believe Jake compared himself to you. Thinking it was enough to let me have him in me." She carelessly said forgetting who she had in her at the moment.

"Who is Jake?" Cedric asked, she felt him go cold. Her heart panicked, knowing she had made a mistake. "He is a nobody, just a guard that attempted to rape me before, but I am sure he is dead." She said moving slowly to distract him from his jealousy.

"Now I want to find out who he is and kill him all over again ." Cedric groaned, the slow pleasure eating him up. She was deliberately distracting him and he had to admit she was good

He rang his fingers through his hair, frustrated he couldn’t hold her. Abrielle continued slowly trying to get used to his size at first. She held onto his shoulder for support.

It felt good despite the inconvenience. "Faster, please." He begged her. She would have gone faster if she could. She was going slow and steady.

Her eyes were closed while she continued gradually picking up the pace. Cedric felt so helpless, yet he kept his words; his palms started to bleed from how tight they were clenched.

She started to accommodate him better, slipping easier around his length, but she still didn’t move fast and it was maddening. "You truly want to kill me," Cedric said. She smiled at him, still maintaining her pace not too slow either was safe faster

He hissed, it was fine he would not hand but instead started thrusting in her from belong. He started with a strong thrust that made her shudder with her bosom bouncing. He bled where her nails were digging as she moaned gloriously; he was wrecking her again.