The Crown's Obsession (WN)

Calhoun's hisses and groans mixed with the curses that came from his mouth was erotic enough for Madeline to continue what she was doing. Being bold, she licked his shaft from the base to the tip, and it was then did she notice him supporting his upper body with his hands while looking at her.

He looked desirous, tempting her with his eyes and aura around him as he licked his bottom lip. Even though Madeline was the one pleasuring him, she felt like Calhoun still had control over his body without needing to touch her.

With their gazes locked on each other, Madeline went back down on him. She saw how her touch affected Calhoun, and it wasn't just her dropping down her guard. When his manhood touched the back of her throat, he groaned in pure bliss. Wanting to hear it again, she continued to do it until she gagged to finally pulled back when it went too deep.

"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned. He got up and rubbed the front of her throat, "You didn't have to take it that deep." Madeline had been enjoying watching the pleasure cross over his face, and she hadn't realized it.

"I wanted to make you feel good," she said with her cheeks turning red. Calhoun leaned forward to kiss her lips, and in a blink of an eye, he had her back against the bed with him hovering above her.

"It was amazing," he praised her.

He didn't want her to push herself as it was only her second time, and tonight was their wedding night. He pecked her lips.

To Calhoun, Madeline was his world, and he would continue to treasure her until the very end.

Calhoun caressed her face, leaning forward so that he could kiss her. His tongue rubbed against hers, turning it numb before he guided her back to lay down. She felt Calhoun's finger enter her where he added a second finger, preparing her while he made his way down after kissing her shoulder. Madeline could feel her heart starting to beat fast again as Calhoun kissed her hip bone, and then sat up looking at her.

Madeline saw Calhoun hold his member in his hand, and position it at her entrance, "Just feel it, my sweet rose," he advised while rubbing himself against her and her toes rose against the bed.

The feeling was delicious, almost similar to an itch that was being scratched. She didn't know she had been holding herself until his member rubbed against her wet sex, and her head rolled back. Calhoun allowed her to get used to the sensation while having one hand of his positioned on her waist. While her senses were clouded, Calhoun pushed himself into her tight entrance.

"AH!" Madeline whimpered.

"Breath, darling," she heard Calhoun tell her when his member was completely inside her. Her toes pressed against the bed sheet while her hands crumpled them. With the sudden intrusion, it took Madeline more than a couple of seconds to adjust herself to him. She took a deep and careful breath. "Just like that," said Calhoun, his hand caressing her waist to soothe the sudden pain she felt.

Madeline felt like she had been stretched and now that Calhoun was in her, they had turned to one body and two souls. He was a teaseful yet a careful lover. He made sure to see that she was alright before he started to pull himself back before pushing back into her. She could feel his manhood throbbing inside her. Every push and pull of him had left her lips parted, and it made it easier to look at Calhoun who had not broken his gaze from her.

Madeline cried out his name, calling for him, and he answered each word that left her lips with a thrust until she could barely form a proper sentence.

As more time passed, the pain and the uncomfortable feeling was soon replaced with pleasure, and Calhoun's hips had started to pick its pace.

Looking at Calhoun's pleasure-filled face did wonder to Madeline's body as she moved with him, her hands crumpling the sheet further as she twisted them with every thrust of his hips. A series of whimpers left her parted lips as she felt him stretch over and over again. A light sheen of sweat had formed on their body, and Calhoun leaned forward to capture her parted lips with his lips.

Her hands moved to hold on to his shoulders, and with the increase in his thrust, her nails left light scratches on his back which he didn't mind. His own hand reached for her bottom, squeezing it in his hand as she clinged to him like her life depended on him.

Moans and grunts started to fill the room and the bed creaked softly.

Somewhere in between, he had raised one of her legs to be placed on his shoulder, driving her to the edge with every thrust. Madeline felt like she had stepped into another space. Soon her body started to tremble in Calhoun's arms, and she cried out his name as she came apart. Calhoun took a few more seconds before he released himself inside her.

Calhoun's breath was heavy as he pulled himself out of Madeline before going to lay down next to her, where Madeline panted as she tried to catch hold of her breath. She felt his hand reach out for hers, intertwining his fingers with hers before bringing it up to kiss her hand.

Madeline could feel her body continue to hum after their lovemaking, and she slowly turned her body towards Calhoun, and he turned to face her, putting his hand around her waist to pull her to him.

He then let go of her waist, bringing his hand to her face to push the strands of her hair away from her face that was sticking to her face. He leaned forward to press his lips against her forehead- a kiss that was filled with tenderness and love.

"You were wonderful," said Calhoun looking into her eyes, and Madeline's cheek burned under his gaze.

Madeline's mind was still buzzing with pleasure, and she felt overwhelmed with emotions, craning her neck to leave a kiss on his lips. She whispered, "It was beautiful."