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King's Desire: A Forbidden Tryst - part 3
“I need you, YN.” Aragorn’s voice, thick with desire, is your undoing.
You feel your core pulsing as you look into his eyes, seeing the raw hunger reflected back at you.
His hands move to the laces of your dress, and you eagerly help him undress you, desperate to be bared before him.
The intensity of his gaze makes every nerve in your body tingle with anticipation as he explores every inch of your exposed skin.
“You’re mine, YN.” His declaration, possessive and raw, stokes your desire.
As you writhe beneath him, hungry for his touch, you can’t help but feel the power of this connection between you both – a force that seems to be driving you towards a shared destiny.
Your hand finds its way to the bulge in his pants, and you hear him groan as you begin to stroke his length through the fabric.
His hips buck involuntarily, and he leans down to kiss you deeply, his tongue plunging into your mouth with an urgency that matches yours.
“Take me, Aragorn.” Your plea, desperate and raw, makes him groan in pleasure.
His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and valley before settling on the heat between your thighs.
He teases you, circling your swollen clit with his fingers until you’re panting for more, begging him to put an end to this torturous teasing.
“YN, I’m close.” His confession, whispered against your skin, sends you spiraling into a world of pleasure.
His hips move faster, his thrusts becoming erratic as he loses himself in the moment.
You feel your own orgasm building, coiling tighter and tighter within you until it seems like you might shatter from the pressure.
“Cum for me, YN.” His command, authoritative and demanding, pushes you over the edge.
Your body convulses as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you, each sensation more intense than the last.
You cry out his name as your release crashes through you like a tidal wave, shattering any inhibitions that might have remained.
“I’m coming too.” His confession, rough and desperate, accompanies his own climax as he spills himself within you, his body wracked with the force of his release.
In that moment, there is nothing but the two of you – your bodies, minds, and souls entwined in an unbreakable bond.
The afterglow of your shared pleasure lingers, a warmth that seems to radiate from within as you lie together, basking in the intimacy of this moment.
“Stay with me, YN.” His plea, soft and vulnerable, tugs at your heart.
You look into his eyes and see not just the physical attraction but also a deeper emotional connection that seems to be growing stronger with each passing second.
As you draw him close for another passionate kiss, you know that there’s more to come – and you can hardly wait for what lies ahead in this forbidden story of love and desire.
“I must leave soon, YN.” Aragorn’s voice, heavy with regret, breaks the morning silence.
You glance up at him as you both prepare for another day of political duties and cultural celebrations.
For a moment, the sadness in your heart nearly overwhelms you, but then you remember the passion that burns between you two – a passion you refuse to let fade without a fight.
“Let’s make the most of our time, Aragorn.” Your words, determined and resolute, bring a smile to his face.
He nods in agreement, understanding the depth of your shared longing.
Throughout the day, you find moments to steal away from prying eyes, exchanging passionate kisses and whispered promises for the future.
As the sun sets on another eventful day, you retreat to a secluded corner of the palace, where you finally give in to your desire with abandon.
In this private sanctuary, you shed the formalities that have kept you apart until now.
The walls are no longer witnesses – only confidants, as they hold your secrets within their stones.
Aragorn’s arms encircle you, his strong hands exploring every inch of your body.
You revel in the warmth of his touch and the deepening connection that grows between you both.
With each caress, each whispered secret, your bodies move closer together until there is no space left for doubt or fear.
“I love you, YN.” His confession, heartfelt and sincere, brings tears to your eyes.
You’ve never been one for sentimentality, but in this moment, it feels like the most natural thing in the world.
Tears spill down your cheeks as he wipes them away with gentle fingers, his grey eyes filled with an emotion you can only describe as love.
“I love you too, Aragorn.” Your confession, whispered against his lips, brings a smile to his face.
The feeling of being loved and adored by such a powerful man is intoxicating – a heady mix of pride, passion, and vulnerability that leaves you breathless.
You know in your heart that this love will endure beyond the boundaries of time and space, even as he prepares to leave.
As the night wears on, your connection grows stronger still.
Your hands roam over his body, exploring every muscle and curve with growing hunger.
Aragorn’s hips buck involuntarily as you tease him, eager for more.
He leans down to claim your lips in a kiss that steals the very breath from your lungs.
“Take me, Aragorn.” Your plea, desperate and raw, makes him groan in pleasure.
His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and valley before settling on the heat between your thighs.
He teases you, circling your swollen clit with his fingers until you’re panting for more, begging him to put an end to this torturous teasing.
“YN, I’m close.” His confession, whispered against your skin, sends you spiraling into a world of pleasure.
His hips move faster, his thrusts becoming erratic as he loses himself in the moment.
You feel your own orgasm building, coiling tighter and tighter within you until it seems like you might shatter from the pressure.
“Cum for me, YN.” His command, authoritative and demanding, pushes you over the edge.
Your body convulses as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you, each sensation more intense than the last.
You cry out his name as your release crashes through you like a tidal wave, shattering any inhibitions that might have remained.
“I’m coming too.” His confession, rough and desperate, accompanies his own climax as he spills himself within you, his body wracked with the force of his release.
In that moment, there is nothing but the two of you – your bodies, minds, and souls entwined in an unbreakable bond.
The afterglow of your shared pleasure lingers, a warmth that seems to radiate from within as you lie together, basking in the intimacy of this moment.
You know that his departure is imminent, but for now, you hold onto each other tightly – clinging to the love that binds you and the memories that will keep you strong until your paths cross once more.
“Until we meet again, YN.” His farewell, whispered against your lips, leaves you yearning for more as he slips away into the night, leaving you with only the memory of his touch to sustain you until your next passionate encounter.
And though the road ahead may be long and uncertain, you know that your love will endure – a flame that burns brightly in the darkness, guiding you both towards an unforgettable future together.