[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270: A Sin So Delectable (18+)

Darius was so aroused that there was no light in his eyes. Only dark, filthy thoughts of stuffing that tight entrance with his seed until it dripped down those tender thighs.

Without another moment’s hesitation, he spread those tender cheeks apart, exposing the slick entrance that pulsed with need.

Darius groaned, his voice husky, heavy with lust. "You’re still stretched out so prettily for me," he murmured, almost in awe. "Did I do that to you?"

Xion’s blush deepened, spreading to the back of his neck and even to his shoulders.

His hair tumbled over his eyes, and he turned his head to the side, burying his flushed face in the pillow. The position was beyond compromising, and yet... the warmth pooling low in his stomach betrayed his own arousal.

Darius was shameless enough to drop a reverent kiss over the gaping ring of muscles before aligning himself to that waiting entrance, the thick head pressing against the heat that fluttered under his touch.

He teased there, right at the edge, rubbing slow, deliberate circles with his throbbing cock that made Xion’s spine tingle.

"You took my fingers so well, Xion. It makes me wonder how well you take my cock." Darius pushed in, slowly, his arms wrapping around the thin waist to hold Xion closer.

"Hah," Xion panted, "I-it hurts."

It did. The sensation of Darius’ girth thrusting inside, his walls clenching tightly around that massive intrusion that spread him to the extreme. It was painful.

However, he didn’t ask Darius to stop.

He had vented once and he was hard again, not to mention Darius who had been bearing it for so long.

The soft-hearted kitten could only bite down on the pillow, obeying Darius’ earlier command.

"Hold still," Darius pushed inside again, stopping to let those hot succulent walls get used to his size before thrusting inside.

"Darius, do it." Xion’s voice was muffled against the pillow. This slow torture was too much for him to bear anymore.

"At your command, my lord."

A filthy groan echoed in the room from Darius, as he forced his cock deeper into Xion in one harsh motion. Filling that soul-sucking hole to the brim, driving the breath out of Xion.

The black-haired angel cried out, his knees trembling as a jolt of pleasure shot down his spine, his vision going white for a moment from the intensity.

Small hands gripped the sheets beneath him, his knuckles turning white as he tried to steady himself.

Darius started out with a slow pace, his lips brushing against Xion’s ears. "Fuck, Xion. You feel like delectable sin."

An irresistible sin which Darius was more than willing to commit despite being chained in hell for eternity.

Xion couldn’t answer. It was as if he was being pried open to the point that his brain couldn’t register anything anymore.

The hard column inside him moved, rubbing against his walls, and forcing him to moan aloud. "D-Darius... Darius."

That was the only name he could mutter. And to the Archduke those words were the sweetest sound in the entire world.

His baby was moaning his name so sexily. How could he hold back now?

So, he didn’t. His pace increased, pouncing in and out, massaging over that sensitive spot that made Xion see stars.

Soon, the thrusts turned more vicious, each one sending Xion further, rocking his entire body along with the creaking bed under them.

"You feel so good." Praise kept falling off Darius’ lips. "Aren’t you just perfect for me? Mine, Xion. You. Are. Mine."

Each word was punctuated with a brutal thrust, slapping against the tender ass until it turned a mouthwatering shade of red.

"Yours," Xion choked out, white-hot pleasure crowded his senses. He subconsciously pushed himself back, trying to get the friction that would tip him over the edge.

His actions made Darius falter for a second before he rolled his hips and slammed deeper until he was buried to the hilt.

How wonderful...