Steamy Fairytales Collection: An 18+ Dark Fairytales Series のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

A puzzled look remained plastered on my face as we journeyed through the forest. We came to an open field that was the ruins of one of the devastated settlements. The Queen of Cards had really unleashed hell on the people and she had to be stopped. We walked through the ruins, holding on to our breaths. There was silence until we got to the Lonis Gardens, where the calendar was kept in a small store room, alongside other valuable documents. We ambled to the room to find the doors bolted shut with a lock that we had no key to. I looked at the twins, they had begun to panic as nobody remembered that the store room needed keys to be unlocked. Just when we were about to turn back, I spotted Mr.Duck and Herald the cat coming at a distance. They had followed us!“Looking for this?” Mr Duck dangled the keys for us to see. There was a sigh of relief between us all. Herald the cat said a few words in greeting and perched on a branch a few yards away from us. I sensed that he was still shaken

The Red queen held a menacing gait. Her waking hour was the beginning of a new hell for her subjects and castle staff. How could someone be so spontaneous in violence? The depths of her evil seemed to know no end. On her ordered exploits, her soldiers sometimes brought back creatures for her fancy. She would get so fond of them, have them amuse her and when she was through, would either have them working as staff, use them as furniture or have their heads cut off?Such was her reign, filled with terror. Right from when she was a child, being the eldest, a lot seemed to be expected of her as she was the heir to the throne. But she proved to be emotionally unstable many times. Her parents seemed to cherish her sister over her and that greatly affected the Red Queen. She constantly needed acceptance and assurance from her many captured lovers. And there were many. Some were captured, some were noble lords that caught her eye, some fell deeply in love with her, or was it awe and lust at

I placed my head on his chest. It felt warm and smooth. The beat of his heart sung in my ears as it beat with a fast paced rhythm. Was he anxious? A familiar pull came over me once again and I drew even closer to him. His hands were wrapped around my waist and his head was tucked in my shoulder. I loved the way he leaned on me or seemed to sink into me when we were together. I remembered the previous night, waking up to his head on my bare chest, my pink nipples glistening under the lean streaks of light. And now with his face pressing against my shoulder, I felt his soft lips pressed against the nape of my neck. It sent shivers down my spine and reverberated in my clit as it pulsed with life. He was doing it again, the way he touched me and the way my body responded. I thought about the things I wanted the person I let in do to me. Things I knew would make anyone gasp. But the way Haziel surrendered to me made me feel like he was willing to do whatever I wanted, to fulfil my inner

I moved my lips to his pulsing and moist tip and gave it a soft kiss. His eyes that were closed opened up as he sought to find out what the soft feeling on his cock was. He let out a moan when he saw me French kissing his dripping dick. I licked up all his juices and trailed my tongue up and down his length. I moved my other hand to his balls as I played with it. His legs began to shake as his head tilted back. He spread his legs so I could get better access to his sensitive balls and skin. I kept kissing and licking his throbbing penis until I felt I was ready to shove it as far as I could, I wanted to suck him out so badly. I held his balls in one hand and his shaft with the other and after planting a kiss on his tip, I put him in my mouth and sucked. He let out a loud moan and called out my name, “Alissa!”He moved his waist so his dick pushed deeper into my mouth and as soon as it got to the back of my throat I gagged. It was an exhilarating feeling, my tummy contracting and push

“I adore you,” he said when he pulled away from our kiss. His eyes were a glowing fuchsia pink, it was different from other times. Was it because we were out in nature? I knew he had a physical reaction to being close to the plants. They burned into mine, his gaze fixed on me. I stared back at him as he moved to rest between the space in my legs, all the while not breaking eye contact. I breathed in anticipation; he was about to run his soft tongue over my wet and eager clitoris and bathe my sensitive parts with warm kisses. I tilted my head back and placed my hand on his soft hair as his tongue pressed against my vulva, he worked his tongue up and down my dripping clit. I felt every movement, every flickering and sucking and licking. He moaned in his throat and let out what I could only describe as a growl. He wanted to devour me and I wanted him to have me. I gasped, my hands now gripping his hair and lightly tugging, I wanted to run, it felt so good, too good even, I did not kn