Fiery Passion

They stumbled into Melech's quarters, Azalia gasping when Melech wasted no time carrying her to his bed. She was laid down on top of the black silky sheets, their lips never parting as Melech followed her.

"You're so gorgeous." He murmured against her skin. "So perfect for me." His large body was hovering over Azalia's, his calloused hands slipping beneath Azalia's dress and caressing her vulva through her panties. It made Azalia quiver with want and arousal.

"Melech." She let out a soft sigh of pleasure when Melech began to kiss down her neck.

"What do you want?" The Adom King asked her. He was looking up at her, a smirk on his lips as he continued to rub her most intimate part with his thumb. "Should I eat you out again?" He could feel her panties getting wet at his words. "Or would you prefer if I fingered you?"

"No." Azalia surprisingly shook her head. "Neither."

"Neither?" It took Melech aback, the Adom King stopping to touch her when she pushed him away. He frowned in confusion,