Heart Over Sword-Chapter 311: Intertwined Bodies (2)

Kissing his wife on the shoulder after letting her sleep for another hour, Evanna’s eyes fluttered open, her lips curling into a soft smile upon seeing her husband as soon as she opened her eyes. Arawn kissed her lightly on the lips, to which she craned her neck to keep them engaged, but the prince pulled back with a light chuckle, stroking her hair back as he leaned over her. "We have to leave these chambers one day, you know, wifey," he grinned, eyes lighting up and sparkling brighter than any elven magic around them.

Evanna groaned, her arms resting above her head on the pillow as she rolled onto her back. "Why?" She pouted. "Dad can run the kingdom, and we can stay here forever!"

Arawn chuckled at her joke, but his eyes were already drawn down to her breasts that had bunched up from her new position. Oh, she was such a little minx. Evanna knew what she was doing. The way her darkened green eyes locked with his after his attention returned to her face proved she was waiting for him to pounce on her.

"Not yet," he murmured to himself, making Evanna’s eyebrows arch up in question. He shook his head before his arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her up. Evanna’s legs wrapped around his waist automatically, as did her arms around his neck. Their lips met as the prince started climbing off the bed, his arousal growing to the touch of her soft, curvy body against his hard slabs of muscles.

Evanna sighed against him, feeling him grow between them and the slight vibrations of his feet hitting the ground as he carried her through the chambers. She didn’t know where he was taking her, but it didn’t matter. The moment the temperature changed to an almost tropical heat, Evanna pulled back, eyes opening to discover Arawn’s and now her favourite water closet.

The tree in the middle of the deep bath, which looked more like a clear lake, was just as grand as the first time she saw it. The flow of life hummed through her body, reminding Evanna how powerful this tub was. Arawn slowly walked deeper into the bath, the water rising across his body and meeting Evanna’s. The moment it hit Evanna’s midsection, her arms unwrapped from his neck, still holding on with her legs and keeping her back floating in the water.

Arawn’s hand caressed her stomach and through her breasts, his eyes soaking up how sexy his wife looked in front of him, her hair as dark as night flowing around her, that milky white skin a beautiful contrast.

Evanna’s eyes closed as she felt her magic entwine with the tree’s, almost recharging even though she hadn’t used her powers in a while, though it had nothing to do with her elven gift and more to do with her physical exhaustion from days spent with her husband in bed. That was now being restored, and gradually, she felt herself glowing and her body rejuvenated and.... freewebnøvel_com

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Evanna’s back arched slightly, and she released a breathy moan at the feel of Arawn’s shaft slipping inside of her. The princess’ eyes fluttered open, finding Arawn watching her, his hips slowly rolling into her. "I thought you said we had to show ourselves again?" Evanna asked breathlessly.

She was not complaining, not at all.

"Hmmm, after this," Arawn hummed, rolling his hips into her again as though to make his point clear. His length curled to that deep spot inside of her that always made her lips part in pleasure.

"After this," she repeated in a breathy voice.

Arawn’s arm curled around Evanna’s waist, keeping her from dipping under water as he slid in and out of her teasingly slowly, making her feel every inch of him. There was only a pinch of pain, but with the slow movements, it tugged on her desire, coaxing her to tighten around him, growing creamy for him. The position they were in, with the water sloshing slightly around them, required them to be slow, which was fine by them. She tightened around him just as he would sheathe himself deeper inside, and to make her head spin some more, his thumb found her clit.

"Arawn!" Evanna almost tipped her head back, but the feel of the water around her ears made her pause and her body tense, teasing her more as desire flooded her body, wanting release.

Arawn grinned wickedly, enjoying her frustration. But it was just as much of a tease for him as it was for her. Removing his hand from her core, Arawn hooked his arm around her back and tugged her towards his torso. Evanna followed his lead, gripping his shoulders as he led them deeper into the water until her back was leaning against the side of the tub. There, he started pounding harder inside of her, making her breasts bounce and her cries grow louder, building an ongoing knot that squeezed and tightened all the pleasure within her.

Arawn’s lips crashed against hers as his white hair acted as a shimmering curtain around them, their tongues entangled, dancing against each other as his hips continued their onslaught. His hand then hooked around Evanna’s knee, positioning her leg over his shoulder and turning her to her side for a deeper thrust. Evanna’s eyes rolled back, and her lips rounded into a silent ’O’ as he pounded into her in what she discovered to be one of her favourite positions.

Drawing his body closer to Evanna, his hand cupped her breast, kneading, and his lips found hers again. Evanna’s arm slid around the back of Arawn’s neck so she could hold onto him whilst they passionately kissed. He was controlling her like a marionette, the way he just knew her body and could make her sing from the pleasure rolling through her. She did not mind at all as he moved her into another position; each one was just as good, just as deep with that large length of his.

Now facing the tree, her hands against the bark, Arawn slammed into her from behind, causing them both to groan. His length rubbed against that sweet spot, both inside and the bundle of nerves at the top of her core. The pounding was so feral and animalistic that it made her head spin as they came together. Arawn didn’t wait before he pulled Evanna onto him, kissing her cheeks, her neck and finally her lips.

When their ragged breathing calmed, Arawn lowered Evanna, their bodies still pressing close. Her neck craned back so she could see his expression. "Should we actually bathe now, my prince?"

"Hmmm... As long as you let me wash you," Arawn smirked.

"Right back atcha, then we have a deal," Evanna countered with a playful grin.

"Then we have a deal," Arawn said huskily into her ear, his hand already dipping between her legs.

Oh, this wash was going to take a while.

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