SECRET OF THE AMULET

CHAPTER 11

As soon as Killian walked into the room, he told the woman to strip down everything. “Get naked, Madame,” he ordered. Despite her ageing appearance, her dark, straight hair fell smoothly over her face, which was endearingly young. He began stripping down to his underpants, and her glinting grey eyes, which were buried deep inside their sockets, kept a watchful check on him throughout the process.

“Master,” she whispered, and then Eleanor let out a piercing cry of anguish as she realised Killian was on top of her. Even though she tried all she could, she couldn't get away from him since he was so heavy. When she finally realised that he had penetrated her, she was a little surprised.

It shouldn’t happen! She shouldn’t allow any other man except for the King to touch her! However, Killian’s hands were knowledgeable with a woman’s body, and she squirmed with pleasure at his every touch.

What happened next was beyond her wildest expectations!

Killian kissed her from behind her ear all the way up to the skin behind her chin at the beginning before moving to the side and sucking the flesh behind her ear in the middle of the kiss. He was tickling her so much that she had to urge him to desist. Once she had finished kissing the sensitive area behind her ears, she whimpered with delight as she walked away.

He kissed her on the lips, and her eyes widened as he placed one of his hands on top of her breast, softly caressing the softness of her breast with the other hand. Meanwhile, he was sucking on her lower lip and putting his tongue into her mouth.

She was amazed at the good he was in making her happy in bed!

Because of his enticing kisses, which bombarded her senses, her pulse rate rose, forcing her heartbeat to race faster and faster until she almost passed out. Instead of the forceful and aggressive grasping on her breasts, the gentle movement of his lips contrasted sharply with what his hands were doing. While forcing his tongue into her mouth, dragging her face towards him, and pressing his tongue into her mouth, Eleanor whimpered in awe!

At the same time, he was kind and fierce. While being apathetic, one should be considerate. The most beautiful traits in a man that Eleanor was looking for, Killian possessed every single one of them.

"Stop it!" She shouted as soon as her lips were free of the clinch. She was completely ignored, though, as the man continued to touch her from every direction. Despite her best efforts to wiggle her feet and fight beneath his body in an attempt to escape, the tremendous weight of his body had overpowered her abilities.

With a little bit of his power, Killian managed to keep the lady confined to the bed and prevent her from moving about as she continued to resist him. She had her legs crossed with one of his thighs trapped between her legs, and he took use of the situation to offer friction to her feminine flexibility, which he found to be extremely pleasurable. Because of their closeness, he could hear her soft sigh, which added fire to his burning desire to lure her away from him.

It was the pressure of his leg against her abdomen that had given her an unpleasant sensation, and it was one she wanted she could have had more of at any cost. She moved forward in little increments, carefully spreading her legs to heighten her sense of touch and raising her buttocks so that they would brush against his muscular thighs. She was fully aware that Killian was using her to fulfil his own desires had not stopped her from becoming completely mad in her passion for him.

The sight of her naked breasts made Eleanor feel uncomfortable, so she sought to hide them with her hands, but Killian ripped them away, displaying her breasts. Her naked body was scrutinised to the extreme, and she could not meet his stare while he did so.

The phrase "exquisite" was whispered while Killian softly massaged her beautiful breasts in tiny circles around her n*****s. His hands were a wonderful fit for this plump, velvety ball that was nearly too little for his palms to hold!

Her breath came out in long, deep exhalations as he stroked his finger around the sensitive area between her thighs with his other hand, and she gasped as he traced his finger around the c******s. This part of her body was incredibly ticklish and sensitive, giving her the feeling that she was ready to go to the outer house.

As he softly stroked her c******s, she felt a pang of embarrassment. In preparation for the prospect of suffering and misery, if he tried unsuccessfully to penetrate her with his finger, she readied herself.

When she didn't look at him, he kissed her on the breast with his head down. When Eleanor exhaled with satisfaction after experiencing the nearly intolerable pleasure he offered her, she was in awe.

After travelling the length of her body in a single quick movement, Killian's tongue made its way from her honeypot to her navel and then into her stomach. Trying to get him to stop licking her down there, Eleanor tugged on his hair, begging him to stop, but he was immovable and continued to please her with his magic tongue.

Despite her screams for him to stop, the man finally relented and stopped kissing her for good. Her initial reaction to his subsequent movement, though, was astonished. Killian dragged her lower body up next to him on the bed as he took a seat on the bed. The moment he pushed her to sit on top of his erection, eyes widened with delight, and he was already into her in a single fast motion after pushing her to do so.

Incongruously, Killian slipped in and out of her body, utterly oblivious to her suffering, and she burst into sobs. Even though he felt guilty for not being gentle with her while penetrating her with his hardness, Killian did not know she was so tight.

She was able to land on his hardness because he used his hands to drive her body forward and downward with his hands on her waist. As she bounced, Killian's lips attempted to capture each of her breasts, and her breasts responded by bouncing back in return. His devolvement had resulted in his being a violent beast with a ravenous desire for flesh and meat, and he had become a dangerous predator. In anticipation of the release, he pondered, withdrawing his manhood from within her body as his muscles tightened in expectation of the release.

Nonetheless, he made the decision not to do so and ended up releasing his sperm from within. Eleanor cried, just like every other woman who had found her release.

                                                               Then he got out of bed and walked away from the woman. He snatched her clothing off the floor and hurled them in the direction of the woman. His anger and tears were streaming down Eleanor's face as he walked out the door, yelling, "Get dressed!" It became hard for him to stay with her any longer because of the shame that was slowly creeping into his heart.

Eleanor didn't do much in the moments following his departure other than stare at the door for a few seconds. It's difficult to comprehend how he could have left so swiftly after using her body for his selfish pleasure. He could only be courteous to her and then console her, which was the least he could do. He may not have loved her as much as she had loved him, but he owed her at the very least the courtesy of acknowledging his feelings for her. Despite this, there was nothing...and he just vanished from her sight! His callousness was completely unexpected.