Beauty and the Damned

30 | In the Woods

Rowan's hand was enough to set her on fire. But with his mouth and his hands working together, she couldn't help but arch her back with the sensation he's making her feel.

He was sucking her neck and she is certain it would leave a mark but she doesn't care. There are always scarves and closed dresses to cover it up. Or perhaps she should not bother covering it at all. Why should she care if someone sees the mark that Rowan left on her? Why should she be thinking about anything else?

Ariadne could feel his lips traveling down the valley of her breast. Rowan sniffed her scent and a gasp came out of her. When he planted a small kiss on the side of her breast, she looked at him. Rowan looked at her and smirked before his mouth claimed the peak of her breasts. She let out a shuddering breath as she felt his tongue playing with her n*****s.

She arched her back when his free hand wandered down until it reached her breast.

"I have always loved these," he said, squeezing her breast for emphasis. "I love them on my hands. I love them on my mouth." Then he leaned close and said, "I would love them around my cock."

She gasped. Rowan chuckled. "But maybe next time, baby," he whispered, biting her earlobe as he did. "I told you I'd make you feel good and I will."

His hand let go of her wrist and she felt them squeezing her breasts. "You like it when I squeeze them, huh," he said while looking at her, watching her reaction. The friction of his pants against her naked core was too much. She wants to feel him. She wants to feel him naked.

She arched her body to feel him even more but Rowan pinned her back down with one hip thrust. Ariadne let out a moan and Rowan grunted while closing his eyes.

"f**k," he muttered. "How do you even do it? How do make me keep wanting you?" He looked at her and she could see the feral glint in his eyes as he stared at her naked body. He straightened and she watched him slowly remove his belt. Ariadne swallowed hard the moment he removed it. Rowan was panting as he stared into her eyes.

She wanted him to be faster. She wants to feel him immediately and Rowan knows it. But for some reason, he likes to tease her. She watched in anticipation and was about to get up and remove his pants herself when Rowan gathered her wrists again on top of her head. Rowan smirked before she felt the belt around her wrist.

Ariadne looked at Rowan but Rowan just smiled and whispered, "I promise I will make you feel good."

She did not protest and just let him tie her hands with his belt. She winced when she felt the belt tighten around her wrist. But Ariadne did not protest. She liked the little pain and the way Rowan looked at her set her on fire. She couldn’t stop. Not when Rowan leaned close and she could feel his mouth hovering over her neck. She bit her lip and closed her eyes when she felt his hand back to her breast. His name left her mouth when she felt his mouth on her n*****s, sucking it as if it was his last meal.

She arched her back when his teeth bit her n****e. “Rowan!” she muttered but Rowan’s grip on the belt wrapped around her wrist tightened. Rowan looked at her with hooded eyes as if telling her to lower her voice down.

Rowan is good. So damn good. He never fails to make her feel good. She wanted him. She wants to feel him. Rowan must have seen the utter desperation in her eyes that he let out a low chuckle before he said, “I told you I will make you feel good.” He traced his finger down her mouth and inserted it. Ariadne was surprised by the sudden gesture but she found herself sucking his finger. Rowan let out a smirk and a shuddering breath before he dragged his finger down her neck where his fingers wrapped around her throat. It wasn’t right and it wasn’t loose. It was just enough, leaving her enough room to breathe and call his name. Then his finger traced down to the valley of her breast and then made his way to the underside of her breast. He looked at her, mischief is visible in his eyes.

“Please,” she rasped.

Rowan squeezed her breast as if to give emphasis that he won’t oblige to what she wants. “This is my idea of making you feel good. I promise you’ll like it.

Then everything happened so fast. Rowan’s hand left her wrist and the next thing she knew was his head in between her legs. She moaned so loud the moment she felt his tongue trace her clit. Her bound hands went to his head, pushing him deeper. Rowan moaned and the vibration of his voice sent electricity to her core. Rowan was moaning and it was because of her. He’s feeling the pleasure while playing with her core. Just thinking about it was enough for her to have her release. She came into Rowan’s mouth and Rowan took all of it like a greedy child.

The moment he was done, he straightened and she could see her juice glistening around her mouth. The sight of him was her undoing and as swift as she can, she got up and hooked her bounded wrists around his and kissed him full on the lips. She heard him moan and opened his mouth to welcome her tongue. She could taste herself in his mouth and Rowan gladly welcomed her. His hand wrapped around her waist as they shifted. Now, Ariadne is straddling on Rowan’s lap. Her wet core grinding against Rowan’s pants.

When she pulled away from the kiss, they were both panting for air. “I like this,” she rasped before she could even think about it. “I like what we’re doing.” She leaned and buried her face on Rowan’s neck. She felt his arm tighten around her the moment she left soft kisses on his neck. She imitated him and trailed her lips on his neckline. She heard Rowan mutter a soft curse before she bit his earlobe.

“f**k,” Rowan said in a low voice. Hearing how aroused he is by what she was doing encouraged her to do more. So she ran her lips down and bit the base of his neck softly. “Ariadne,” he called, his voice was strained as if trying to stop herself from doing something.

“I want to make you feel good, too,” she said and before Rowan could even mutter something, her mouth went back to his lips and claimed his mouth. Her bound hands remained wrapped around his neck. Then she heard Rowan chuckle while kissing her. She pulled back and looked at him.

“What?” she asked.

Rowan smiled at her and said, “Then let’s have a contest on who can make who scream with pleasure.”

She grinned and started grinding on his pants. She did not remove her gaze from him and neither did Rowan. Her grin became bigger when she saw how Rowan closed her eyes and opened his mouth as she grinds faster. She felt his c**k hard against his pants and she continued to grind. When Rowan opened his eyes, his eyes were dark and she squealed when Rowan shifted and pushed her back to the cushion. He looked down at his pants muttered another curse as they saw a splotch of wet on his pants. It was her wetness as she grinds on him.

Ariadne remained to lie on the cushion as she watched Rowan slowly slid his pants down. The moment she saw his erect manhood, she couldn’t help but gulp at the sheer size of him. “Nervous?” he asked and smirked. She blinked.

“Why would I be nervous—“ she was interrupted by her squeal when Rowan placed his weight on her.

He then leaned and whispered, “Because I am about to make you scream.”

He did not even give her a chance to react or to prepare. The moment he declared he’s going to her scream, she screamed. Because Rowan sheathed her c**k inside her core. Her mouth was open as she could still feel him going in. By the time he was fully sheathed, she gasped, her eyes wide in shock.

“f*****g hell,” Rowan muttered as he looked at her. “You’re tight.”

She couldn’t help the heat creeping to her cheeks the moment he said it. It was because he’s big that she felt full inside. Rowan did not move at first and settled first as he stared at her. She couldn’t take the idleness anymore and started moving her hips. Rowan’s eyes widen in shock because of it and she grinned and moved faster.

“Damn it, woman,” Rowan muttered and pinned her down with his hips. She groaned in frustration when she couldn’t move her hips anymore. She saw how he smirked but then her fingers found the lock of the belt.

“Let’s take our time,” he said and pulled his hips back a little and then going back in. He was thrusting painfully slow that she couldn’t help but anticipate it even more.

“Please,” she said but Rowan wouldn’t listen. He was enjoying it. He was enjoying making her want more. “Faster,” she groaned but Rowan did not oblige. He continued his slow pace while eyeing her reaction, writing in pain and anticipation.

“I love watching you like this,” he said and did one strong thrust that made her scream. She was thankful they were in the woods and nobody would hear her. If they were in the castle, the whole kingdom would have heard her.

He continued doing so that she couldn’t take it anymore. She removed the belt on her wrist and before Rowan could react, she wrapped the belt around her neck and used him as leverage to get up. She smirked when she saw the surprised reaction on his face.

“My turn,” she muttered and with a swift motion, she switched their position. She’s now on top of Rowan. Rowan let out a low chuckle at how the tables have turned. She grabbed both his wrists and wrapped the belt around them. Rowan did not fight. He was liking it. By the time she was done tying him up, Rowan was smirking and she felt him getting bigger inside her. She looked at him with surprised eyes and he just shrugged.

“I like this,” he said as if it was reason enough to explain why he suddenly got more aroused. She placed her palms on his chest and tipped her head back as she felt him inside her. When she looked down on her, Rowan’s mouth was slightly open. She controlled the muscles of her p***y, trying to squeeze his girth but she couldn’t. But Rowan let out a soft moan when she did it. She smiled.

“You like that?” she asked, her voice sensual. Ariadne then started grinding on top of him. Rowan looked up and closed his eyes as her movements became faster. Her moans were louder but she didn’t care who wins or loses. She wants it. She wants him.

His c**k throbbed inside her and she couldn’t help but grind faster. Her breasts moved with movements and Rowan’s eyes were focused on them. “You want your mouth on them, don’t you?” she asked and Rowan was quick to get up and claimed one of her breasts with his mouth. She wrapped her arm around him and pulled her closer to her breast. Her bound hands broke free and it found her ass. He squeezed her bottom and grabbed it, moving her faster and deeper inside her.

She tipped her head back with his mouth open. The pleasure was too much. It was too much. He’s too much. Then he felt him stop.

She looked at him and he looked at her too. “At this rate, I’m not going to last long,” he said and before she could even ask what he meant, Rowan pulled himself out.

“Rowan—“ She did not finish her sentence when Rowan made her lie on the cushion again but this time, on her stomach. She looked back to see what he was about to do only to see him pull her hips up, exposing her p***y from behind.

“Rowan, what are you doing—ahh!” She was interrupted by her moans when she felt Rowan’s tongue on her clit, tracing it diligently. As if getting all her fluids. Her cheek was pressed against the cushion and her eyes were closed as he felt him insert his tongue.

She let out a loud moan and a shuddering breath as she felt her body convulse. She’s going to have her release. Again.

Ariadne did not stop herself and got loose. She shivered as she exploded and Rowan’s tongue did not stop moving. She writhed, trying to make him stop as her clit’s gotten sensitive. When Rowan was satisfied with what he did, she grabbed her wrists and pulled him towards him. Now her back is against his chest. His one hand snaked to her breast and the other went to her core to touch it. She jolted when he touched her sensitive clit.

“So sensitive,” he muttered and licked her neckline. Then she felt him reach for his c**k and then pushed inside her. Her mouth opened as she felt him slowly sliding into her.

“Ah, f**k,” she heard him mutter under his breath as he slowly thrust her from behind. His one hand was squeezing his boobs and the other was rubbing the apex of her thigh. She heard him let out a loud moan he thrust faster.

Ariadne started moving and meeting his thrust and Rowan was moaning even louder, squeezing her breast tighter this time. She could also feel him biting her shoulders lightly as he continued to thrust behind her.

His hand left her clit and wrapped around her waist.

“I’m close, Ariadne,” he said and started to thrust faster and deeper. She screamed with every thrust.

Then he pushed her towards the cushion that she was lying on her stomach again. Only this time, Rowan is on top of her, putting his weight over her. He pinned her hands on the side of her head and continued to thrust faster.

“Rowan!” she screamed as he thrust deeper. She thought she was going crazy with what he was doing. His one hand gathered her wrist on top of her head while his other hand wrapped around her waist. And with his last deep thrust, both of them were moaning loud as Rowan released his fluids inside her womb.

She closed her eyes as she felt the warm liquid filling her up. Rowan was breathing hard behind her and she could feel him throbbing, squeezing every drop of his c*m inside her.

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