THE Knight's Hidden Princess
Chapter 123: Hear You Scream

Chapter 123: Hear You Scream

Reagan grasped my face in his hand and pushed my head back, deepening the kiss with languid passion that flowed through me like a shock of ice. I gently grabbed his wrist as I raised myself on my tip of my toes so I could kiss him with the same fervor he kissed me with.

His thumbs gently rubbed against my cheeks as he pulled me closer towards him. I moaned into the kiss when he walked me backwards and my back collided against the wall. My arms instinctively held on to him, holding on to the tension beneath.

Reagan shuddered as my nails grazed his back, I felt him shudder which made me realize that he was restraining himself, he was holding himself back for some reason as if he would break me.

But that wasn’t what I wanted at all and I made it know in the kiss through the way I shoved him backwards. Reagan stumbled a bit, his hooded eyes gazing down at me as his chest rose up and down rose up and with heavy breaths.

"Don’t hold back on me." I said, my voice breathy as I felt my own lips tingle with the fierceness of the kiss, "Don’t hold back on me now, I don’t want you to!"

His jaw tightened as he stared down at me, "Dahlia." He whispered, his voice thick with emotions.

"Don’t hold back Reagan!" I whispered before I approached him and kissed him hard on the lips. This time around the kiss was fierce and filled with fervor.

Releasing a low growl, Reagan grabbed my waist and pulled me closer into him. The fire of heat between us ignited, the same with the passion and this time there was no pause, no holding back and no nothing. He kissed me with the sort of passion that didn’t leave room for doubt, no space for anything but now.

Reagan’s fingers dug into my hips as he walked me backwards and I felt my leg hit something which made me collapse into the chair in the corner of the room. My lips parted in surprise as I stared up at him in disbelief but all Reagan did was lower himself to his knees and all I could do was just watch him with surprise.

"I know this isn’t a throne." Reagan said, "But I’d like to worship you right here and right now." Reagan spoke and as he did so, he raised my dress up pressing kisses on my thigh.

I allowed myself to relax, throwing my head backwards on the chair as Reagan continued to press soft kisses up the inside of my thigh, his mouth tracing the curve that made me shudder slightly. I hummed with pleasure as my hands clenched on the chair armrest. Reagan’s breath was hot on my skin and the look when he stared up at me to see my expression made heat pool in my belly.

"You are everything to me Dahlia, everything and more." Reagan’s voice was low and I could feel the love in his tone.

"Oh Reagan..." I moaned softly as I adjusted myself on the seat, trying to get closer towards him.

Reagan stilled my movement though, chuckling deeply as he stared up at me. "I know sweetness. But you are going to have to be patient for me, let me do this slowly." He said to me with his hands tracing up my legs in a soothing manner.

I nodded my head eagerly to which he smiled at. Not taking his eyes away from mine, Reagan hiked my dress up and still looking at me, his thumbs found my panties and slowly, he brought them down and then pressing a kiss on me he slowly raised my leg up and hooked it on his shoulders. When his lips found my aching core, I couldn’t help but gasp as his lips moved against me with deliberate care, his warm breath on my skin as he lapped my clit.

Reagan moans hungrily as he continued to suck on my clit. His hands gripping my thighs, fingers digging into my flesh as if he anchored himself to this moment. Every single stroke of his tongue sent a ripple of pleasure through my body and my hands found my way to his hair, pulling him closer towards me.

"More." I groan and Reagan obliged, doing just what I want, digging in voraciously.

"Gods Reagan!" I cry out as his tongue penetrates me. I fidget in my seat feeling myself get close to my climax, I could barely breathe.

Reagan held on to my thighs, so tight I knew there was going to be finger prints all over them by the time we were done. Spasm of heat uncoiled within me as Reagan latched on to that sensitive bud and continued to suck harder.

A shiver coursed through my body as my hands tightened against his hair, pulling him closer towards me. Reagan let put a low satisfied hum against my skin, the sound vibrating through me increasing the pleasure I was feeling.

I grabbed the arm rest of the chair, almost levitating off it by now with the way I was moving closer towards him. "Oh Reagan, please!" I breathed out.

Reagan looked up, his dark gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that sent a fresh shiver through me. He gave my pussy one long stroke before he thrust his tongue deep inside of me and I jerked, while clamping a hand to my mouth in order not to scream out loud. Reagan didn’t seem too pleased with that because he yanked me closer towards him.

"I want to hear you scream Dahlia, I want to hear your screams!" Reagan said and I was happy to oblige.

Bracing myself on the chair, I moaned loudly just as Reagan sucked on my clit and I felt my orgasm hit me like lightning bolt of pleasure tore through me, unbridled and raw.

I released a strangled cry my fingers digging into Reagan’s shoulders with savage intensity.

Reagan didn’t stop, even as the rush of ecstasy washed over me in waves and I shuddered in the chair, Reagan continued to lap everything making sure he sucked all my juices leaving nothing left. When he stood up, his lips glistened with my juices and a smirk was on his face as he stared down at me with a smirk on his face and I knew exactly what that look meant, he wasn’t done with me not by a long shot!