Adelina's tongue left a shiny, wet trail on the tip of his cock.

She pulled back, her lips were glistening and looked at him with eyes full of a new hungry light.

Without a word, she moved. She didn't guide him inside her.

Instead, she sat on top of him, letting his hard length press against the cleft of her ass, his balls resting beneath her soft weight.

She leaned forward, her body a warm line against his, and gave him a gentle, searching kiss.

Her fingers went to the buttons of his shirt, popping them open one by one.

Jax just lay there, shirt falling open, chest bare. His mind was a storm of pure awe.

'Gods. Look at her.'

Her curves, always regal and perfect, were now a landscape of desire right above him.

The way she moved—confident, in command rubbing his cock with the gentle pressure of her ass through the fabric… it was driving him insane.

This was a side of her he'd only dreamed of.

Her hands finished with his shirt. She sat back up on him, then lifted herself just enough to grab the hem of her nightgown. In one smooth, decisive motion, she pulled it up and over her head, tossing it aside.

Now she was just in her bra and panties, sitting astride him. The sight stole the air from his lungs.

His thoughts were shattered when she leaned down again, resting her head on his bare chest with a sigh.

"Are you disappointed in me?" she whispered, her voice small against his skin. "Seeing this side of me? Did I—"

"Disappointed?" Jax cut her off, his hand coming up to cradle the back of her head. "Hell nah. You just made me ten times more attracted to you. This side… it's fucking breathtaking."

He felt her smile against his chest. Then she began to kiss him there—soft, open-mouthed kisses that trailed over his pectorals, his sternum.

Her lips found his nipple, and she licked, then sucked gently.

A groan rumbled in Jax's chest. His hands slid up her back, finding the clasp of her bra.

A quick flick, and it came undone. He pushed the straps down her arms, but she didn't move away from him. She stayed pressed against his chest, lost in tasting his skin.

'Damn it. I can't see. I can't taste her.'

His hands were full of her breasts now, kneading the soft, heavy weight of them, but he couldn't reach her nipples with his mouth. All he could see was the curve of her back, the line of her spine.

He knew this woman. If he didn't step up, she'd pull back soon, asking with those sad eyes if she didn't look the same, if he wasn't interested. He couldn't let that happen.

His right hand slid from her breast, down the dip of her waist, and under the elastic of her panties.

He cupped the full, perfect curve of her ass, the skin impossibly soft. He squeezed and she gasped into his chest.

Encouraged, he pushed the panties down, as far as he could manage with her still lying on him. When the fabric cleared, he moved his hand back to bare skin. His breath hitched.

Her ass was gorgeous. Round, full, pale like moonlight. His hand moved on its own, rubbing, gripping, feeling the flesh give under his fingers. Then his fingers trailed lower, exploring the curve of her hip, the swell of her thigh, the hidden seam between.

He felt a gap, a tight, hidden ring of muscle.

Her ass hole.

Without thinking, driven by pure instinct and heat, he pressed his middle finger against it.

"Ahh! Ahhh!"

Adelina's whole body jolted, a sharp, surprised cry tearing from her throat.

A faint, blue [DP +1] flickered at the edge of his vision.

She pushed herself up, sitting back on his thighs, her face flushed a deep red. But it wasn't anger in her eyes. It was a horny, dazed shock, her lips parted, breathing hard.

Jax sat up with her. Now, finally, her breasts were right in front of him. He didn't hesitate.

Both hands came up, grabbing them, lifting them, his thumbs rubbing over her hard nipples until they peeked out, begging for his mouth.

He leaned in and took one into his mouth, sucking hard.

The taste wasn't milky like Katherine's. It was clean skin, a faint, pleasant saltiness, uniquely her.

He swirled his tongue and Adelina moaned, her head falling back. Her hands came up, pushing his shirt off his shoulders completely.

Freed from holding her, Jax's hands now traveled down her stomach, over the lace of her panties, and inside. His fingers brushed through neat, trimmed curls and found her pussy already soaked. Slick heat greeted him.

He pushed one finger inside. It was like sliding into warm honey, impossibly wet and tight.

He pulled it out, a string of her arousal connecting his finger to her body.

He held his glistening finger up between them, a wicked smile on his face. "You were craving this much, huh? You sure have become corrupted, my queen." He brought his finger to his lips, tasting her. "But this dirty side of you… it's turning me on way too much."

Adelina looked down, embarrassed but before she could hide, Jax wrapped an arm around her and rolled them both.

She landed on her back on the bed, with Jax now leaning over her.

He kissed her belly, right below her navel. "Your father is waiting for you, champ," he whispered against her skin.

The embarrassment on her face melted into a soft, beautiful smile.

Jax kissed lower. His lips brushed her inner thighs, then finally, her pussy.

He didn't dive in.

First, he licked slowly along her outer lips, tasting her. Then he took one lip gently between his teeth, tugging softly before sucking it into his mouth.

[DP +1]

Adelina's hips jerked off the bed. A sharp gasp escaped her.

One of her hands flew down, tangling in his hair, not pushing him away, but holding on as waves of pleasure hit her.

Jax didn't stop. His tongue delved deeper, lapping up her sweetness, tracing circles around her clit before plunging inside her.

He worked her with his mouth until she was writhing, her moans filling the room, her juices mixing with his saliva, creating a perfect, slick mess.

When he finally rose up on his knees, his own cock was throbbing, hard as stone and angry red. He gripped himself, giving a few slow strokes. Pre-cum beaded at the tip.

He moved forward, kneeling between her legs. His knees brushed against the incredible softness of her inner thighs. He held his cock, the tip nudging against her lower lips.

Adelina looked down, saw the thick, veined length poised at her entrance, and didn't wait for an invitation. She reached up, taking him in her hand, and guided him to her mouth.

She took him in, deep.

One hand stroked the base, the other cradled his balls.

Her mouth was hot, wet, and so, so tight. She bobbed her head, taking more and more of his nine inches, saliva dripping down her chin.

She was relentless, not taking a proper breath for a whole minute, her cheeks hollowing, until she had to pull back, coughing.

Jax's hand had automatically moved to the back of her head, his old habit screaming to force her deeper, to watch her struggle for his pleasure. But he stopped himself mid-reach.

'Not with her. Never with her.'

Instead, he gently pulled her back down onto the bed. He positioned himself between her legs, stroked his cock a few times, slick with her spit and his own need and pushed forward.

The head nudged past her folds, and her body welcomed him instantly.

Her vagina hugged him, a warm, velvet glove that was already dripping and ready.

He slid in, slow and steady, feeling every inch of her incredible tightness, until he was buried to the hilt, his balls pressed against her ass.

[DP +3]

He stayed there for a moment, just feeling her, the connection absolute.

Then he began to move. Long, slow, deep thrusts.

He was being so careful, so considerate of her health, of the new life inside her. Each gentle, rocking motion was filled with a tenderness that felt foreign and right all at once.

[DP +2]

[DP +1]

[ ... ]

For five minutes, it was a slow, sensual dance.

But then Adelina's hand came to his waist. Her fingers dug in. With a strength that surprised him, she pushed, rolling them over.

Now Jax was on his back, looking up, confused.

Adelina straddled him, her hair a dark curtain around her flushed face. She reached between them, guided him back to her entrance, and sank down onto him in one smooth, breathtaking drop.

She began to move, riding him, setting a rhythm that was all her own.

Her hips rolled and bounced, her breasts swaying with each motion.

"If you are thinking about me," she panted, her voice breaking with pleasure on each downstroke, "if you are being considerate of my health… ahh… then my love, I am fine. The healer… nngh… told me I am in my former glory now."

She leaned forward, bracing her hands on his chest, and rode him harder, faster. "So give me… everything… you have!"

[DP +3]

[DP +1]

[DP +4]

[ ... ]

Jax grinned, all worry gone.

He put his hands on her waist, helping her, meeting her thrusts with powerful drives up from below.

The sounds of their bodies meeting filled the room—skin slapping against skin, her desperate moans, his ragged groans.

She rode him until her muscles gave out, collapsing beside him on the bed, her soul seemingly spent.

Her hand drifted to her swollen pussy, rubbing it gently as she caught her breath.

Jax slowly moved over her again. He nudged his slick cock against her thigh.

Her hand, a weak barrier, felt the familiar heat and stickiness and moved aside on its own.

He entered her again, picking up a steady, deep rhythm.

[DP +2]

[DP +1]

[DP +4]

[ ... ]

After five more minutes of this, his control fraying, Adelina reached up.

She pulled his head down and pressed his face into her chest, holding him there as his hips pistoned faster, harder, chasing the climax.

He didn't pull out. With a final, deep grind that pressed him as far into her as he could go, he came. A hot, pulsing flood spilled deep inside her, and he groaned, his body shuddering against hers.

When their breathing finally slowed to ragged gasps, and the shaking stopped, Jax pulled out slowly.

A thick stream of white cum immediately dripped from her royal pussy, pooling on the sheets beneath her.

Jax collapsed on his back beside her, spent. 'It's enough just a round is enough for now,' he thought. 'I won't push for more. Not now.'

Adelina turned her head. She saw his closed eyes, his peaceful face and a flicker of upset crossed her features.

"Are you done?" she asked, her voice quiet. "I remember you were a beast when you first did that to me. Are you bored of me now?" Her voice wavered. "Is that what it was? Just an attraction? Just a toy you'll eventually forget?"

To emphasize her point, she slid two fingers into her own pussy and gathering his cum.

She pulled them out, glistening white, and slowly, deliberately then licked them clean while holding his gaze.

Jax's eyes snapped open.

He moved closer in one swift motion, wrapping her tightly in his arms, pulling her naked body flush against his. It was now chest to chest, stomach to stomach, her legs tangling with his.

"I am taking care of my property, My world," he murmured into her hair. " Forget you? I wish I could do that for just the next eleven months. It would make things easier. But I fear that will never happen in this life, or any other."

He kissed her forehead. "Remember the mission I talked about? It's because of that damn thing I can't let myself go completely. If I do, I'll go crazy for you. I won't be able to leave this bed, this room. I'll become your slave here forever, and I'll fail and loose everything."

Adelina smiled, a real, radiant smile. She wrapped her arms and legs around him even tighter, snuggling into his chest.

"You already are my slave, dear," she whispered, her voice full of sleepy satisfaction. And within minutes, nestled in his arms, she was asleep.

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