Harem System In A fantasy World - Chapter 186: Tasting Celeste*

Chapter 186: Tasting Celeste*

Celeste’s extremely pale white skin came into view, flawless and smooth, so pale it nearly glowed like fresh snow under the room’s dim light.

She stood there squirming awkwardly, her gaze fixed on the floor, avoiding Elion’s eyes.

The black lace bra clung to her ample chest, the intricate patterns on the fabric swirling over the tiny cups that barely contained her small breasts.

Through the semi-transparent tights wrapping her waist and legs like a second skin, he could make out the matching black lace panties beneath, sheer enough to hint at the soft mound of her pussy.

There was a little plump swell in the area around her groin. She crossed her arms over her bra-covered titties, pressing them together slightly; her posture showed how vulnerable she felt.

Her petite body embodied cute, delicate beauty, narrow shoulders, slim waist, and hips that flared just enough to invite touch.

Elion stepped closer, his shirt the only thing covering his torso, his pants already discarded earlier, with his cock hanging heavily between his legs.

“You look beautiful, Celeste,” he told her with a warm smile, his voice low and encouraging.

She finally gathered the courage to glance up at him, her red eyes flickering with uncertainty, but she stayed silent, as if words might betray her fluttering nerves.

“Remove your hands,” he instructed gently, reaching out to pry her arms away from her chest. His fingers brushed her cool skin as he guided her arms down.

Then, with his other hand, he slid it behind her back, tracing the smooth curve of her spine, making her squirm and moan until he found the bra strap. He followed it to the clasp, his fingers deftly unhooking it with a soft clink.

Celeste flinched at the sound, her body tensing as the bra loosened. When she felt the lace start to slip, she rushed her hands up to hold the cups in place, clutching them over her breasts.

Elion sighed inwardly, a flicker of annoyance crossing his mind. ’Why the fuck is this so difficult with her?’ he thought. ’Where did all that eagerness suddenly go?’

“Remove your hands, Celeste,” he urged her.

She hesitated, her fingers trembling against the fabric, but slowly, agonizingly slowly, she let go.

The bra tumbled to the floor, revealing two perfect little mounds of flesh, white and flawless like polished marble.

They were small, perky handfuls, topped with stiff little peaks that stood out prominently.

Her nipples were a lovely shade of light pink. They hardened further into tight buds right before his eyes, as if aroused by his stare.

She moved to cover them again, but Elion caught her wrists quickly, holding them at her sides.

“Don’t hide them,” he said, his voice husky with desire. “They are so beautiful.”

He couldn’t resist anymore. His hands released her wrists and cupped one breast in each palm, cupping the soft flesh that barely filled his large grip.

But gods, the softness, they felt so plush and squishy, like warm silk. “Heavenly,” Elion murmured out loud, squeezing gently, feeling the springy flesh give under his thumbs as he brushed over her nipples.

“Mmmm.” Celeste let out a light moan, her eyes fluttering shut as she savored the new sensation. It felt strange to her, electric tingles shooting from her chest straight to her whole body.

She’d never touched herself there before; she had never felt hands like his kneading her tits so possessively.

Her pussy clenched involuntarily, and a fresh trickle of wetness soaked into her lace panties and tights.

Elion’s thumbs circled her pink nipples, rolling them between his fingers until they stiffened even harder.

He leaned in closer, his breath felt warm against her cool skin, and lowered his head to capture one stiff peak in his mouth.

He sucked firmly, his tongue flicking over the sensitive tip, slurp

, drawing another soft whimper from her lips.

His free hand slid down her side, hooking into the waistband of her tights, tugging them down slowly over her hips.

“Let me see all of you,” he whispered against her breast, teeth grazing the nipple lightly before he switched to the other, sucking it deep while peeling the tights lower.

The fabric dragged over her ass, and then her thighs, exposing inch after inch of her pale legs until they pooled at her feet.

She stepped out of them shakily, now only in her matching black lace panties, the crotch darkened with her fluids.

Celeste’s hands hovered uncertainly, finally resting on his shoulders for balance as her body arched into his mouth.

“Elion…” she breathed, her voice a mix of shyness and need, her fangs peeking slightly as her arousal built again.

Her lace black panties were rather grown-up looking, so they ended up looking weird on her petite, innocent frame.

Elion moved his hands to her ass, squeezing the supple buns through the thin fabric of the lace. They really were impossibly satisfying to touch, so Elion commented on it.

“Your ass is so small, and yet, I can’t help but be obsessed by how squishy and springy this flesh is.”

Celeste blushed, nestling into his embrace. “Stop it, I-it’s embarrassing.”

“There is nothing embarrassing about being beautiful,” he smiled. “Come, let’s move to the bedroom.”

Elion scooped her up into a princess carry as she squealed adorably, and then he walked to the bedroom door on the left-hand side of the lounge.

He tried the handle, and it opened with ease as he pushed the door wide open with his foot.

The bedroom was just as lovely as the lounge, with expensive-looking furniture and a large bed covered in red and black sheets. He walked to the edge and lay her down on it.

Celeste lay there on the soft sheets, her small tits rising and falling with quick breaths, and her eyes wide and sparkling as she looked up at Elion.

He stood over her for a moment, his gaze tracing the beautiful sigh of her, the curves of her body, from the delicate lace hugging her narrow hips to the faint flush on her cheeks.

Slowly, he reached down, tracing her waist with his hand, and hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, tugging them down her smooth thighs with deliberate care.

The fabric slid off easily, revealing her smooth, bare pussy for only a second. As soon as the lace cleared her skin, and she felt air brush her flower, Celeste’s hands darted down instinctively, her palms pressing over her groin to shield her most treasured place.

A deep blush crept up her neck, and her fingers were trembling as she tried to hide it from his intense stare.

Elion sighed softly, his large hands gently but firmly prying her arms away and pinning them to her sides.

To ease her tension, he leaned in close, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck in a trail of warm kisses, nipping lightly at her pulse point until her body relaxed just a fraction under his touch.

With her hands secured, Elion finally looked down at the exquisite flower that was her pussy.

Her vagina appeared more like two soft buns, slightly plump and inviting, with a little innocent-looking slit that glistened faintly with wetness.

The petal-like folds were hidden within the slit, tucked away between those plush cushions of flesh.

Celeste squirmed, trying to close her legs, but Elion’s strong hands held her thighs apart, keeping her exposed and vulnerable.

“So cute,” he murmured as he brought his face closer to her little slit. He inhaled deeply, his nose brushing against the clean-shaven, immaculate skin surrounding it.

The lovely citrusy scent hit him immediately, fresh and intoxicating, like ripe oranges mixed with her natural musk

Her scent made his cock twitch and stiffen even more. He took an even deeper breath, savoring it and letting the aroma fill his lungs.

“You smell so good,” he growled, his hot breath fanning over her sensitive skin. His tongue delved out, flat and broad, giving her slit a long, deliberate lick from the bottom all the way up to the little clitoris that peeked shyly from the top of her plump pussy lips.

The taste exploded on his tongue, sweet and tangy, just like her scent suggested.

“Ngggg~Ahhhhh.” Celeste’s thighs shuddered violently around his head, her body jolting at the unexpected sensation.

She looked down in alarm, her eyes wide with shock as the tingly pleasure clouded her mind, making her thoughts fuzzy.

“What are you doing! It’s dirty there!” she shouted, her voice a mix of embarrassment and confusion, her hips twitching involuntarily.

Elion lifted his head just enough to meet her gaze, his lips shiny with her juices. “No, it’s delicious,” he countered, his tone firm and reassuring, before diving back in.

He gave her another wet lick, slower this time, tracing the length of her slit with the tip of his tongue, coaxing out more of her arousal.

“Anggggg~mmmm~”

She blushed deeply, her cheeks burning crimson, but the protest died on her lips as another shudder of pleasure rippled through her.

“Ohhhhh~Fuck!” Her hands, now free, clutched at the sheets instead, knuckles whitening