Chapter 75: Filling The Mouth Of The Good Girl [R18]

[Author’s Note:

Hey everyone! The high-intensity battle in the previous Chapters officially marks the end of the first major arc.

Before we dive headfirst into the chaotic events of the second arc, the next 5 Chapters are going to be pure, long-form smut. I wanted to do this for two very specific reasons.

First, delivering on the tags. This novel has a smut tag on the storefront, and as an author, I believe in delivering exactly what is promised on the cover.

Second, breathing space. The upcoming arcs are going to be massive, fast-paced, and intense. These 5 Chapters are designed to purposely pause the main plot flow for a bit, giving the world-building and characters some needed breathing space before the next major conflict kicks off.

If you’re here for the tag, enjoy the feast! If you’re only here for the main plot progression, you can safely skim or skip ahead to Chapter 80, where the explosive second arc officially begins.]

This kiss was slower. Deeper.

His mouth moved over hers without hurry, tasting her, letting her taste him.

His hand slid up into her hair and held the back of her head, not pulling yet, just holding.

Feeling the warmth of her scalp through the damp strands.

Elsa breathed through her nose. A soft sound rose in her throat.

"Mmm...."

Zarek smiled against her lips. "You waited for this."

She did not deny it. "Maybe I did...."

"Say it clearly."

She looked at him, eyes half lidded. "I waited for this...."

"Good."

He kissed her again, harder this time, his tongue pushing into her mouth.

She opened for him at once. Her tongue met his and moved with it, wet and eager.

His other hand dropped to her waist. He squeezed her side over her training shirt, then slid lower to grip her hip.

He could feel the heat of her body even through the cloth.

Elsa moaned into his mouth. "Ahh.... Zarek...."

He pulled back just enough to look at her. Her lips were wet. Slightly swollen.

Her breath touched his face, quick and warm.

"Get on your knees," he said.

Elsa held his gaze for a second. Something hot flickered across her face.

She swallowed.... then slowly lowered herself.

Her knees pressed into the bedroom rug. The bed was at her side.

Zarek remained sitting on the edge of the bed at first, legs spread, looking down at her.

From this angle she had to tilt her head up to keep looking at him.

Her hair fell back from her face.

"You look good down there," he said.

She let out a breathy laugh. "You look pleased...."

"I am."

He reached out and brushed his thumb across her lower lip, dragging it down slowly until her mouth parted.

Her breath warmed his thumb.

"Open."

She opened her mouth. He pressed his thumb inside slightly, feeling her tongue.

She closed her lips around it and sucked once, eyes never leaving his.

The wet heat made his cock twitch in his pants.

Zarek stood up. He stood in front of her, close enough that his thighs almost touched her face.

He looked down at her kneeling there, hair slightly damp with sweat from training, cheeks a little flushed, mouth still open around his thumb.

He pulled his thumb free with a soft wet pop.

A thin string of saliva stretched then broke.

"Take my pants off," he said.

Elsa reached up. Her fingers were steady but her breathing was not.

She fumbled with the drawstring for a moment.... then pulled.

She dragged his pants and underwear down together in one slow pull.

His cock sprang free, hard already, heavy and thick, the tip glistening with a bead of pre cum.

She stared at it for a moment. Then she breathed out.

"Ahh...."

Zarek tangled his fingers in her hair.

"Kiss it."

Elsa leaned forward. Her lips brushed the side of his shaft first.

Then she pressed a kiss near the base, then another higher up.

Her breath washed hot over his skin with every exhale.

"Mmm...."

"Lick it," he ordered.

She extended her tongue and dragged a long slow stripe from base to tip.

The taste of him spread over her tongue. It was salty and faint musky.

She moaned around the motion.

"Mmmph.... ahh...."

"Again."

She licked again. Slower this time.

Her tongue circled the head, lapping at the bead of pre cum, swirling around the ridge.

Wet sounds began to fill the small bedroom.

Soft smacks of lips. The slick slide of tongue on skin.

Zarek’s grip tightened in her hair.

"Good.... just like that.... use your tongue...."

Elsa whimpered. The praise went straight through her.

She opened wider and took the head into her mouth.

Warmth closed around him.

Her cheeks hollowed slightly as she sucked.

"Glrk..glrk...."

The sound was loud in the quiet room with saliva and suction.

"Glrk.... mmm...."

She bobbed forward an inch, then back. Then forward again.

Slow at first. Learning his shape again after the days of waiting.

Her tongue kept moving underneath, stroking the underside with every pass.

Zarek groaned above her.

"Ahh.... fuck.... yeah...."

The sound of his pleasure made her move more eagerly.

She took more of him. Half his length now.

Her lips stretched around him.

Drool gathered at the corner of her mouth and slid down her chin.

She did not wipe it. She kept sucking.

"mmmph.... mmmph...."

Her hands came up to rest on his thighs. Her nails dug in lightly.

She could feel his muscles tense under her palms.

He started to move his hips in small rolls.

Pushing a little deeper each time.

His hand on the back of her head guided her rhythm.

Not forcing. Just leading. Showing her the pace he wanted.

"Relax your throat," he murmured. "Breathe through your nose.... thats it.... ahh...."

Elsa gagged softly when he hit the back of her throat.

"Ghh.... mmmph...."

Her eyes watered. She pulled back slightly, coughed a breath, then went back down.

Determined. She wanted to take him well.

Drool now dripped freely. It ran down his shaft and over her fist when she wrapped her hand around the base she could not yet take.

Her hand and mouth moved together. Twist and suck. Up and down.

"Splach.... splach.... ."

The wet noises grew messier and filthier.

The bedroom filled with them.

His low groans mixing with her muffled moans around his cock.

"Mmmph.... mmm.... mmmph...."

Zarek looked down at her. Lips stretched. Cheeks flushed. Eyes shiny and looking up.

A strand of saliva connected her chin to his balls when she pulled back to breathe.

"Fuck.... you love this," he said, voice rough.

She nodded with him still against her lips, rubbing the head over her mouth.

"Mmm.... yes...."

"Say it."

She licked the tip slowly, staring up.

"I love sucking you...."

His cock jerked at the words. A fresh bead welled up.

She licked it away with a moan.

"Ahh.... salty...."

"Take me back in. Deeper this time."