Forgotten Wife Let the traitors kneel Down (by Patricia Maradiaga) novel Chapter 52

neck while his hands roamed her body, feeling her soft skin. She felt her body starting to heat up; his caresses made her feel strange.

“What are you doing?” she asked, turning her face to look at him.

“Helping you bathe.”

“I can do it myself.”

“I know, but I still want to do it.”

Alessandro’s hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently, eliciting a moan of pleasure

from her. He said,

“But it seems to me that you want me to do something more than just help you bathe, am I wrong?”

Abril was embarrassed.

“That’s not true.”

Alessandro hugged her and whispered in her ear:

“But I do. I’m dying to make

you

mine.”

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Alessandro continued kissing her neck, his hands gently caressing her body, filling her back with kisses that made her moan. Alessandro felt the fire burning in his veins, his manhood awakening immediately. Abril felt something pressing against her back; though she couldn’t see it, she knew what it was. She became frightened, recalling how painful her first time had been. She tried to get out of the bathtub and escape the situation, but Alessandro didn’t allow it. He kept holding her and said, “You don’t have to be afraid. I told you this time would be different. I won’t hurt you.”

“You said the same thing last time.”

“That time I said it would hurt a little.”

“It hurt a lot. I felt like my body was going to split in half.”

“This time will be different, I promise.”

After several kisses and caresses, Alessandro managed to convince Abril to become one with him. Doing it in the bathtub was uncomfortable, so he stood up with the princess in his arms and kissed her mouth as they returned to the bedroom. He didn’t stop kissing her for a moment. When they reached the edge of the bed, he gently laid her down. Both were soaked, having just come out of the bathtub. Alessandro used his wind magic, creating a warm breeze that dried their bodies. Abril was surprised. He positioned himself above her and said, “This is more comfortable; we don’t have to waste time drying our bodies. Although it won’t matter much, I plan to make you sweat all night.”

Abril didn’t quite understand what he meant by making her sweat all night; she wondered exactly what he was referring to.

Alessandro traversed her entire body with his mouth, his hot tongue savoring her soft and delicate breasts. Abril clutched the sheets, every part of her body that he kissed and licked burned like embers from a fire, a suffocating heat inundating her. Unconsciously, she buried her fingers in his hair, feeling its softness while he nibbled at her breasts, making her shiver with each touch of his skin. Alessandro kissed her mouth and sucked on her tongue, eliciting obscene sounds. He licked her lips while his gentle hands caressed and massaged her body. He kissed her neck, moved down to her breasts, and began to suck on them sweetly, lightly nibbling her n*****s. Abril couldn’t help but scream when she felt a sweet paralysis spread through her body, making her tremble.

Alessandro lifted his head and asked, “Hmm… Does this make you feel good?”

He touched her hardened n*****s again, which begged for his continued touch, and as he did

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so, a wave of pleasure overtook Abril. She responded, her cheeks flushed red, “Yes”

She liked it, it made her feel good. He stole her mouth again, loving how sincere and sweet the princess was, how innocent and provocative she could be without realizing it. Alessandro continued to explore her naked body with his hands. She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly, losing herself in the pleasure of being caressed.

They continued kissing passionately until Abril was a bit calmer. Alessandro slid his hand between her legs, gently caressing her slit. Abril started when she felt his fingers touching her most intimate part and gripped the king’s back tightly. When their lips parted, she saw the hunger in his eyes, a devouring and hot hunger that scared her. It was the same look she had seen in him the first time she had been his woman. Alessandro could see the fear in her eyes. He kissed the palm of her hand, then the back, covered her face with kisses, and said, “You don’t have to be afraid. I won’t hurt you. This time won’t be the same.”

He kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth before moving to her neck. She felt the warm, moist heat of his lips in the hollow of her collarbone and nearly screamed with pleasure. Instead, she clung to him, running her hands all over his body, wildly, freely, as much as she wanted. She slid her hands down his back, over his chest, and the muscles of his arms, feeling him completely as he was doing with her.

He kissed her shoulders and breasts, her stomach, and hips; he kissed her everywhere while she was left breathless and, without realizing it, she began to move against him in a way that made him moan and begged her to stop before he lost the little control he had. Every kiss she gave him was like a spark of fire growing inside him, as if he wanted to extinguish the fire with oil, only fanning the flames.

In the end, Alessandro could no longer contain himself. He caressed her entrance with his hardened member and slowly made his way inside her. Abril shuddered, feeling a bit of pain. He stayed still upon hearing her whimper and stole her sweet lips again to make her forget the pain. After a while, the sensation of pain disappeared, replaced by pleasure. He began to move slowly so as not to hurt her. A sweet and pleasant pleasure flooded her body, making her voice escape her mouth. He could feel her warm breath on his neck and ear, making his desire and passion overflow. He started to move a bit faster, unable to hold back any longer, his senses completely clouded.