A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing-Chapter 665 - Teasing**

Naeku blinked… and then struggled to her knees without even thinking about it too much. After a few moments, she kneeled between his legs with her arms leaning on his wide legs—she was still a little unstable from her orgasm.

She looked up at him, and Erik smiled. He was leaning back in his chair, had his elbows planted on the armrests, and his hands cupped in front of his chest. "I'm sure you can imagine what I want you to do," he said confidently. "You can just get started. I'll tell you if you're doing it wrong."

The still lightly panting Naeku looked like she wanted to say something… but then glanced down at his crotch and gulped. Frankly, she didn't feel much hesitation about this. She even looked forward to it a little.

Over the past few months, Erik and Naeku had several intimate encounters that never went beyond hand stuff, but still usually ended with some of his cum in her mouth. In other words, she was familiar with its taste and the warm buzz it gave her. To say she craved more was an exaggeration, but, like with a glass of excellent wine, she wouldn't say no when offered.

"You know I've never… You know," she muttered, her eyes now fixed on the bulge in his pants.

"I'd be surprised if you had," Erik chuckled, but said nothing else. His message was clear: I don't care, just get started.

She nodded and, with trembling hands, reached towards his crotch. Her eyes were turned up to look at him, blinking nervously. Yet, somehow, the sight of his powerful form towering over her, looking down at her as she sat on her knees, filled her with a strange kind of comfort.

She loved being a symbol to her people, extolling good virtues and unity while leading the kingdom to victory. She loved providing a better life for the Enkarians.

But… it did get a little stressful at times, especially in battle. To constantly be worried about her people's fate, as everyone depended on her precise strategies and decisions.

Here, however, she didn't need to stress or worry. Here, she could just be a good little princess pleasing her husband…

After fidgeting with the fly for a moment, Erik's large cock sprang free and slapped against her face. Naeku flinched, but didn't retreat. Her eyes widened, and she gulped again. "I— It's… much larger from here…" she panted lightly.

Erik didn't answer. With his hands still cupped, he looked down at her sternly. Inwardly, the relief he felt over his member finally being freed from its prison was immense, but he refused to show that.

Naeku trembled under his gaze. She wanted to please him—needed to please him. It was a strange feeling she'd never felt before, but not one she rejected. It confused her, but didn't scare her.

Slowly, with both hands, she cupped the upper half of his scorching rod and pressed her face a little harder against the other side. His smell filled her nose and seemed to stick to the back of her throat. It was a smell she recognised. It was a smell that enflamed her desires.

Still looking up at Erik, she gave the underside an exploratory lick. Instantly, Erik had to close his eyes to suppress a shudder and groan from escaping. He'd been on edge no less than she had been; he was just better at hiding it.

He tried to pass it off as a long blink, but his efforts were no match for Naeku's nature sense. As with omnisense, she could easily see every single twitch of Erik's muscles, the difference being that Erik had no way to protect himself against this, as he could have done if she used omnisense.

Perhaps it destroyed a little of the moment's magic, but Naeku enjoyed it. Although she liked this feeling of subservience, she also enjoyed seeing the effect she had on him… and loved teasing him.

As soon as she noticed this, her nervousness melted away, leaving room for a wide grin and sparkling eyes. Enthusiastically, she licked him again and, with her nature sense, kept a close eye on every single effect it had on him.

She could see the effort he made to remain composed despite what she was doing, and saw every little twitching muscle as a personal victory. Erik quickly realised what was happening… so he grinned. Frankly, he kind of enjoyed that there was one thing here he couldn't control. It made the fact that she remained in her subservient role all the more exciting.

They were playing a game. Neither wanted him to break his composure, but they loved the little contest that'd suddenly appeared.

With both a desire to please and to tease, Naeku soon started becoming more confident and active. At first, she stuck with small strokes of her hand or single licks with her tongue, but with her nature sense active, she could see exactly which actions caused him the most pleasure.

And she played him like a fiddle…

None of his other wives could do this, because he was easily able to protect himself against their omnisense with his own, but Naeku didn't use omnisense. All he could do was sit there, forcefully suppressing his moans and tremors, hoping she'd move on soon.

Naeku was impatient, too, but unlike Erik, this situation was a lot of fun for her. More than anything, she desperately wanted to draw a single loss from him. So, she continued softly prodding and teasing his cock, without ever doing anything real.

Finally, her victory arrived.

"Enough," Erik growled impatiently, gripping the chair's arms as he suppressed his tremors. "Move on, little princess."

"Oh?" she smiled innocently. "Of course, my beloved husband, Sir. Whatever you desire. I'm your obedient little princess, after all."

Panting lightly, Erik rolled his eyes and glared at her. He could see she meant her words, but also celebrated her victory.

Yet, his glare was truly becoming dangerous now, so with a soft chuckle, Naeku moved on. Gripping the base of his thick shaft with both hands, she started slowly moving up the shaft, giving it soft kisses along the way, until she reached the tip.

She blinked. "Are you sure it will fit, Sir…?" she asked at the end, blinking innocently. "It's so big, and I'm just a little princess…"

Erik's panting worsened. His eyes were spitting lust and impatience.

"Oh my…" Naeku gasped, a teasing grin on her full, fuckable lips as they pressed against his cock head. "You look at me so hungrily, Sir… I suppose I'd better hurry before you force it down my throat with that overpowering strength of yours… I'm sure I'd have no way to resist…"

She kissed the tip again. "…nor any right…" another kiss, "…because I'm just…" another kiss, "…your obedient little princess…"

A light flashed in Erik's eyes. His hands twitched. He moved.fɾēewebnσveℓ.com