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Last of The Fae Chapter 66: Siren Pt. 3*
🕑 Added 2024-11-28 14:56:45 +0000 UTCThane's entire body was engulfed in a burning fire that rose up from his stomach while his mana blared out in harmony, flaring every time he brushed against Daphne's skin, which was so soft and smooth that it reminded Thane of silk. Thane couldn't get enough of her; the smell and taste of her were driving him wild, making him want more and more.
Again, Thane squeezed Daphne's breast, the feel of her bosom overflowing in his hand, unlike anything he had felt before. At the same time, his tongue and lips were fixated on Daphne's other tit, leaving a slew of hickeys and bite marks as Thane staked his claim over Daphne's body time and time again.
Every time Thane marked her, it drew a breathless gasp from Daphne's lips as her chest swelled, an offering for Thane to play with and tease. But her desire swelled even as Thane left, Daphne's once pristine pale flesh bruised. Thane could feel it across their bond, her own song full of yearning, but even if wasnt hadn't, Daphne made no attempt to hide her emotions.
Daphne started subtly, almost unsure at first, as she started to move against him, her hips lifting off the door she was pinned against. A hesitant touch, a fleeting moment of connection, made Thane's entire body ignite as he felt the heat of Daphne's core, even through the layers of clothing that separated them.
Only when Thane felt her heat once more linger a moment longer did he move again. Thane's arms wrapped around Daphne as he reached down and grabbed her ass, his fingers sinking into generous padding. Thane couldn't help but molest Daphne's behind, his primal urges telling him that the swell of Daphne's hips and the curve of her ass were signs of fertility.
As if sensing his thoughts, Daphne's movements against him started to pick up in intensity until she was grinding against him as if her life depended on it. Thane felt her arms around his neck as Daphne suddenly pulled herself up and kissed him, her tongue slipping past Thane's lips and invading his mouth. The raw passion and desire of pouring Daphne made everything else fall away in Thane's mind as he focused on her, and the duel of their tounges as they made out.
After what might have been an eternity, Daphne pulled away, trailing a bridge of saliva as she gasped, her naked hickey-covered chest heaving with labored breaths, "I want you..."
"What?" Thane asked, his voice low and drawn out as he leaned his head down so his ear was next to Daphne's, "I...want...you."
She repeated, pausing between each word so he could make it out. For a moment, the lustful hazy surrounding Thane's mind cleared, "W-we can't..."
This time, it was Daphne's turn to growl as her hold on Thane turned into a death grip, the heels of her shoes digging into his back, "Why not...I know you want to. I can feel you...your desire."
To emphasize her point, Daphne ground her crotch against Thane's, slow and sensual, drawing out the movement, "Don't think you can just pin me against a door in some damp bathroom and get away without fucking the living daylights out of me."
Daphne growled once more as she reached up and ran her fingers through Thane's hair, undoing the high knot he kept it up in and letting his brow curly locks spill down his back in a wild mane.
"Daphne, we..." Before Thane could finish, Daphne suddenly pushed off the door, shifting all her weight onto Thane with her fingers still firmly in his hair.
Before Thane realized his back hit the ground, stunning him temporarily as the wind wooshed out of his lungs. But Thane quickly forgot his pain as he felt Daphne move around on top of him, and a second later, he felt two deft hands start working at his belt and pants.
"Daphne, what are you doing-mmph!"
"Shhh, just shut up and enjoy your meal," Daphne hissed as she sat on Thane's face. A heavy blush spread across her cheeks as she felt his warm breath roll across the front of her lace panties, so sheer they might as well not have been there at all.
Any form of protest Thane had left his mind as Daphne buried his face between her pillowy thighs. Her addictive scent hit Thane like a truck as he felt the warm and damp fabric of her panties pressed against his nose and lips. Like a man possessed, Thane reached up and grabbed Daphne's thighs, his fingers sinking into her skin like claws as he adjusted her, moving Daphne down until the front of her panties was positioned directly above his mouth.
At the same time, Thane felt his belt come undone quickly, followed by the fastening of his pants and fly before his boxers were nearly torn off of him in a frantic hurry. Thane nearly let out a sigh of relief as his erection was finally freed from the confines of its prison, now jutting proudly into the air at full mast.
Daphne paused, her eyes wide as saucers as she stared at Thane's penis, 'I-is it supposed to be so...big?'
Words failed Daphne as she measured the length of Thane's rod with her fingers before outlining the same distance on her navel and stomach. Daphne paled as her fingers stopped just below the swell of her breast, and she felt a nervous swell deep inside of her right next to building arousal. Instead of quenching the other, the two emotions clashed before surging into something even more potent.
Cautiously Daphne reached out and wrapped her hand around the base of Thane's penis, or at least she tried to. Daphne felt another surge of the strange emotion building inside her as her fingertips failed to touch. But Thane didn't seem to mind; in fact, his hips bucked as his manhood twitched in Daphne's grasp, making her gasp in surprise before giggling in elation. But just then, Daphne felt Thane shift underneath her, and she gasped again before letting out a soft coo as she felt Thane's lips press against the front of her panties and his tongue gingerly probe at the lace.
Frustration bubbled inside Daphne, and instead of waiting, she pressed her hips to the floor, practically smothering Thane with her thighs and underwear. But Thane got the hint, and Daphne's entire body shivered with pleasure as his tongue and lips went to work kissing and licking at her wetness. And judging from how Thane's cock swelled in her hands, Daphne guessed he was enjoying the experience as much as she was.
Turning her attention back to Thane's manhood, Daphne watched as a bead of clear, viscous fluid welled up from the tip of Thane's second head. But in the blink of an eye, the bead turned into a steady stream as the clear fluid gained a white opaqueness.
Before Daphne could pull her hand away, the fluid dribbled over the back of her hand, pipping hot and sticking to her skin like glue. Holding her hand up to her face, Daphne inspected the cloudy substance on the back of her hand. 'So this is pre-ejaculate. The books I read didn't say there would be this much.'
A sudden thought intruded Daphne's mind, and before she realized it, she leaned in and smelled the back of her hand. A potent, sweet, and pungent musk rushed into Daphne's nose before sweeping through the rest of her body, making it flush with a new kind of heat that trickled down to the core of her being. Daphne started panting as her crotch turned into a furnace and started aching like a taut muscle that needed to be stretched.
Whimpering, Daphne started to grind herself against Thane's lips as she took another heavy sniff of his ejaculation, the smell quickly becoming her favorite. But as she moved her hand in closer to her face, Daphne couldn't help the urge as her lips parted slightly and her tongue darted out. Daphne's entire body froze as the taste of Thane spread to coat her tongue and mouth.
Daphne's mouth opened in a wordless cry of pleasure as her thighs trembled and clamped down on Thane's head as her body listed forward, overwhelmed by waves of unending pleasure.
