CHAPTER 133: A TASTE OF HER

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"Rhane?"

Jenna whispered, her eyes darting around the hallway. Percy had clearly told her, Rhane was outside. Each step Jenna took came with a thud from her heart. She was excited, at the same time scared. What if they were caught? But also, what if they weren’t?

Rhane had promised to see her, and his eyes held a lot of promises each time they stole a glance during the gathering.

"Rha-ne..." she whispered again, afraid of getting caught. Taking the excuse to change her dress was too simple, but Lady Rachel agreed, to Jenna’s surprise.

"Jenna! This is the best day of my life!! What about you?" One of the maidens, half-drunk, waved at Jenna.

Jenna halted, pretending to be having the same fun the girl spoke of. "It is...haha."

"I can’t wait to..." The young woman slurred, staggering back inside the main hall. "We are...Jenna..."

Once the maiden was out of sight, Jenna’s smile disappeared. She went on, peeking through every room, searching for Rhane. Getting to a door Jenna found open, she held the doorknob, but before she could turn it, another hand covered hers.

"I told you— dresses are for me, and me alone."

Jenna shuddered, her shoulder tensed amd stiff.Feeling Rhane’s body press against hers, Jenna allowed herself to melt into his arms, but it didn’t last a second as she was whisked away from the hallway.

"Ah..." Jenna’s gasp sounded more fading breeze that didn’t last.

Entering the dressing room, Rhane locked the door with a click. His grip still steady around Jenna’s wrist.

"Rhane," Jenna rasped, her entire body trembling like she had been dipped into cold water.

Rhane turned with a groan, his eyes ravishing Jenna’s body for a millisecond before he grabbed her neck, his free palm behind her head, his forehead against Jenna’s own. With a warm breath filled with hunger and lust, Rhane licked Jenna’s lips.

"By gods, I missed you Jenna..." he growled, pecking her nose as he walked towards the wall. He moved his hand down to her waist.

Jenna allowed him to lead her, she wasn’t thinking for herself anyway. Her hand wound around Rhane’s waist, holding him very closely. She felt the familiar heat that came from Rhane, the same that filled up her senses silly.

"Jenna..." Rhane inhaled sharply, grabbing a handful of her hair.

"Hm?" Jenna hummed, pressing her back against the wall but not letting go of Rhane. She wouldn’t ever do that for the love of her.

"Woman, I respect you. Heaven knows I’d get down on my bloody knees if you ask me to..." Rhane kissed her earlobes, then to her neck, licking up to her bubbling throat. "Oh Jenna, I swear by my life I’d never hurt you."

Jenna gulped softly and nodded. She didn’t know why, but Rhane felt like a wild dog getting ready to be let loose. He was shaking uncontrollably. "I know Rhane...I know."

Rhane swallowed, shaking his head. "You might think I don’t...it’s just...I don’t know how to take it...do it slow." This time he looked up, staring at Jenna’s face.

There was fear and lust. Both emotions clashed like forbidden roads that should never have met. Jenna saw it when he glanced up at her, reaching for his face. She rubbed his chin, down to his jaw.

Rhane sucked his breath. "Jenna...I want to do...I."

"Do it, Rhane," Jenna said without shame. She didn’t know how rough Rhane would be or how uncontrollable, but seeing his eyes, she wanted him to have every bit of her without spare. "Touch my body the way you feel, I know you won’t hurt me."

Rhane’s eyes hardened for a moment as if checking if Jenna knew what she was asking for.

"Jenna, I’m going to undress you..." Rhane tore the blouse like a raging beast would do its prey. No restraint or courtesy. And he had Jenna’s breast left bare for him. "Vulgarize you a bit." He used one hand to cup Jenna’s breast in a firm grip, proceeding to kiss her chest.

Jenna’s face flushed, burning crimson when her blouse fell to her stomach. She stared down at Rhane, gulping softly at his words.

"Lift up your dress, please Jenna." Rhane begged, fondling one of her breasts, his thumb rubbing her nipple to hardness.

Jenna bent down, shuffling with the layers of her dress. Each hem she cursed the maiden that had added it.

"I-I have lift—" Jenna didn’t complete her words because Rhane lifted her up from the ground, wrapping her legs around his waist. With one hand holding Jenna’s waist, the other grabbed her bottom steady.

Jenna felt the hardness of Rhane pushing hard against her entrance. If it had a voice, it was screaming to be released. Jenna licked her lips, not sure what to do; she had never seen Rhane this way before.

Breathless, hungry, depraved and shaking with pleasure.

"Do you feel it, sweet..." Rhane asked, pressing her closer while his fingers worked down her undergarment. "Feel it a little longer, it’s what you do to me..." He slowly brought Jenna down, making her lay on a pile of dresses.

"I can’t help it, Jenna...I try." He confessed breathlessly. "You consume me...Jenna."

Jenna closed her eyes shut, her lips parted open. There was something heating up below her stomach, and it got worse every time Rhane said her name while saying something so damnable.

"I feel it too, Rhane." Jenna heard her voice, but it almost didn’t sound like hers. It sounded small and tiny, like her hand in Rhane’s own.

Her words might have done something to Rhane, because he moved back a little, not breaking their gaze. He pushed up the rest of Jenna’s dress to be on her stomach.

When Jenna opened her legs, the heady scent of her arousal escaped her thighs and floated to Rhane’s nose, calling for mating.

Rhane tugged at the patch of wetness formed around Jenna’s thighs, and he smiled.

"I knew you weren’t real, you can’t be." His hungry gaze lingered at Jenna’s womanly secrets. Rhane licked his lips and sighed.

Jenna turned her head to the side, her hands on her chest unsure of what to do with them.

Slowly getting down on his knees, he spread Jenna’s legs wider. "Maybe I should get down on my knees and worship you."

Rhane lifted Jenna’s legs up around his neck, then he leaned forward, sucking in the pure earth scent of the petal-soft folds of her womanhood. His tongue lapped against her love button, the softness of her pink clit danced at Rhane’s will.

"Oh.....ohm....mmmm," the cry of pleasure rang free from Jenna’s throat. A feeling she couldn’t describe overwhelmed her, so she didn’t know how to react or put it in words. Instead, she grabbed Rhane’s hair as if it would stop her from slipping into oblivion.

Rhane lapped his tongue slowly on her blushed opening, feeling the softness slowly swell with each lick. He sucked, then played with it, hoping to find what moved Jenna the most.

Rhane paused for a moment, raising his face. "Touch me, Jenna..." he murmured hungrily, his lips having debris of Jenna’s wetness. "I belong to you...so touch me as you will...as I do." Rhane dived back into her wet threshold, this time he wasn’t slow.

With vigor and the vulgarization he’d promised, he sucked Jenna’s nubs to swell up, licking up her entrance before pushing his tongue into her tightness. He rolled it skillfully to hear a wet cry from Jenna’s core. Rhane smirked.

"mhmmummmm...." Jenna whimpered softly, her hips now lifting up to meet Rhane’s tongue. Grabbing Rhane’s hair, she reached for his arm.

Rhane was quick to grab Jenna’s hand. When he lifted up his face, he smiled at her. Slipping his finger into Jenna’s own, he pinned it above her head.

"Why are you trembling, tiny pea?" Rhane asked, his lips curled at the corner. A sinister glint in his mischievous eyes.

Jenna sputtered, "B-because...you...I..."

"Because what?" Rhane tried not to grin, he loved the lovely mess he made of her. "Because I do this?" He slipped two fingers inside of her without warning.

"Oh! God!" Jenna cried.

This man is going to be the death of her!.

"Do you want me?" Rhane asked with a soft chuckle.

Jenna nodded. "Y- yes...I- I want to see your face-mmm."

Rhane covered Jenna’s mouth with a hot kiss, rubbing his coarse tongue against Jenna’s own.

The taste of her own arousal! Jenna’s depraved groan surprised even her as she pushed Rhane’s head closer to herself. She loved the taste of her from him. It just did something to her.

Bringing his face down, Rhane took into his mouth the breast he’d been fondling earlier. He pushed her nipples to the side with his tongue, then sucked. Nibbling on the tips, he blew soft air to let it rise before he dived back in, sucking Jenna sending her down the lanes of titillation with reckless abandon.

"R...hane," Jenna cried in a small voice as she pushed her body up, her hips meeting Rhane’s own. When she felt his hardness, Jenna sucked in her breath. Her hands pinned above her, Rhane’s mouth covering her breast, and his hardness threatening to force itself out. Jenna was walking in a sea of unicorns.

Warning bells rang at the back of her head, but Jenna danced to it. She entertained the danger, offering herself to him.

Rhane let go of Jenna’s hand, breathing heavily. He pecked her lips. His eyes no longer had the nefarious gaze; they softened, his weight pressing lightly on Jenna’s body. Touching her lips, then her chin, he moved Jenna’s leg with his own, so that a quick movement would raise Jenna’s legs and grant him entrance, but he didn’t.

"Jenna."

Jenna’s heart skipped, and she blinked. "Y-yes?"

"I-I want to come inside of you," Rhane said softly, his heart racing with each word. "Do you want me to?"