My Lady Chef

Ely's POV:

What if I want the same thing. Does that count for something?

What is going on?

He cannot be saying that he likes me? Or...maybe want me?

We have only been together for a few days, how can he say that he wants the same thing?

Was he being kind?

I have not done anything out of the ordinary. Most girls flirt hard at the men they really like but I have always tried to act normal when he is beside me.

Although I do blush from time to time when he does something sweet but...

Does being sweet and kind to me marks me as someone special in his eyes?

I do not know...

But then when I heard his words; why is my heart racing so badly.

He stopped when we were in front of my bed. Ezran shifted and hoisted me up effortlessly to lay me down the center of the bed then he took a spot beside me, causing the bed to dip and creak.

"I want to kiss you little one. May I?" his big hand went to my waist and he effortlessly pressed my hips against his as he nuzzled and kissed my nose.

"A-alright.." I gasped when he coaxed my mouth open and sucked my tongue right away. He moved around inside me as I shivered pleasantly at the ticklish yet arousing sensation of French kissing my hunky husband.

I moaned when his hands stroked upwards till they both found my erect nipples peaking against my gown's bodice. The crimped cotton texture of my nightgown gave it a different feeling as he gently thumbed my nipples and stroked them as he kissed me greedily.

I felt myself being pushed against the plush pillows as his kisses went from my mouth to my breasts.

"Allow me to sleep here in your bed for the remaining days of my stay and I will show you just how much I want you, Alaina." He growled before his lazy red eyes turned even darker with desire as he kissed my erect nipples through my thin gown as his huge physique pressed even harder against my silken flesh.

"Wa-wait... This is going too fast again." I moaned out as I found my body throbbing as he shifted his weight off me.

"I am sorry. " he sat back but cradled me against his hard warm body but he did not do anything until I was able to calm down. "I'll behave..."

His words somehow made me happy as he soothingly stroked my back until I manage to calm down.

How strange. Why am I so at ease with him? My ex-lovers were never this comfortable.

"A...Are you going to be okay?" I looked down at his bulge which was branding the curves of my butt since I was sitting on top of him.

"It will go down in a bit." he shrugged before looking at me again, waiting for time to say something.

"Ez. Do you really mean it? You want to give it a try?"

His thick lashes fluttered slowly as his red eyes darkened even more before he licked his lips and nodded.

"Yes. I want to make this marriage work." his warm gaze was kind and somehow I found myself responding as I raise a hand to cradle his jaw.

"Do you mean it?"

"Yes. This may have started as a marriage of convenience but I found myself liking our situation even more. Will you take the plunge with me on this, Alaina?" His sexy raspy voice against my ear made me lift his head and kiss him.

Well...It is not exactly what I thought I would hear but then our marriage is a rather unique setup.

Let's just be happy that he actually established a goal and just wing it.

We spent a few minutes kissing in every way possible. His hands were hot as they slipped under my gown to touch my sensitive flesh but he never tried to put his fingers inside my underwear.

But I could felt the urgency in his kiss from how fast he was panting. I have viewed enough porn to know that he was about to burst from how his penis was twitching against my stomach.

"Ez." I breathed as my fingers slipped inside and held his twitching erection. "Let me help. "

His eyes turned reptilian as he growled low and deep as he nipped my neck just as he moved against my hand as I stroked him using gentle yet firm motions.

It was not my first time giving a hand job but I cannot make it so obvious so I did my best to behave like it was my first time holding a man's equipment.

His response was thrusting against my fingers savagely until I felt something warm spill against my hand and it felt a bit tingly.

He was still hard, his rod stiff and pulsating but he grabbed my hand and wiped it clean with a wet cloth. Ezran was breathing like he ran a few hundred miles as he took off his night robes, revealing his pale muscular body to my blushing gaze.

Then before I knew it, he pinned me under the bed with his bulk. I looked up to see that he was breathing hard and fast. His erection was leaking precum as he took deep breaths.

"Don't move. Your little stunt was very dangerous wife. I need release but I promised...." his fangs were visible from this view and I can tell that he was holding himself back because he promised that he did not want to scare me by shoving it inside me.

I wanted to help him.

But to do that; I have to take charge.

So I caressed his face with both my hands and I whispered to him what I had planned.

"You can do that?" He looked impressed with my suggestion.

"I can."

His face looked skeptical.

"Where did you learn this?"

"Books."

"Where in the-"

"There were some suggestive picture books on the library shelf."

His ears turned red at my words.

Someone seems to be rather guilty, guess those sex journals and books were things he reads.

"Do not strain yourself."

"I won't." I smiled at him as he helped me change our positioning.

I subtly raised the coolness in my body with my water mana and concentrated it into my crotch as I knelt on all four as my husband thrust in between my legs, hitting my panties and my clit.

It worked because he was suddenly covering me, his hungry lips nipping and licking my back as he continued to rub himself against me like a lustful beast.

It felt so mind-numbingly good when he angled himself higher and he started rubbing against my covered pussy. The coldness of my thighs was a delicious contrast to how hot his rod was as his continued motions rubbed against my dripping pussy lips and my engorged clit; It made me wonder just how good would it be if he puts it inside me.

His snarl suddenly startled me from my aroused mind as his hands tightened around my hips and he hit my clit hard with a few quick thrusts, making me stiffen as I came just as he spilled his hot seed against my thighs.

I could not remember much but he was still hard as a rock as he thrust against my wet thighs as he kissed, nipped, and teased me again until I could not recall how many times I lost control.

And yet even with such urgent actions; he never hurt me. In fact, he held on to me gently and even kissed and licked the spots where I was sore.

"I...I cannot move." I shivered as I lay on my back, trembling as he kissed my belly and went lower. "W-wai..."

My voice died when he spread my legs open and ate me. His tongue flicking backing and forth against my clit and pussy walls till I felt myself going over the edge over and over till my hips went numb as he thrust his blunt fingers inside me, his long reach hitting my sweet spot with every stroke.

By the time we finished, He wiped the juices seeping from his chin and held me close while covering us both with bedsheets.

Oh, my Goddess. How many "little deaths" was that? I lost count of how many times he tongue fucked me so well. Without even coming up for air.

"Are you okay? Did I go overboard?" He rumbled as he put a hand under my chin.

"No... You did a little too well." I sighed as I smooshed my cheek against his chest as the fatigue started to set in."Can we sleep?"

His answer was a soft laugh before kissing my forehead and hugging me even closer as the night air drifted around us, the smell of flowers and cool air immediately lulled me to sleep. "Sure. Good night, wife."

I smiled and closed my eyes, finally letting sleep take me to dreamland as I stored this night in my memories.00