The Eccentric Entomologist is Now a Queen's Consort

"Finally… well done, Your Highness…" she whispered, her voice a delicate mix of pride and something softer, almost trembling. Her fingers brushed against his cheek, trailing down to his jaw, and then—almost as if by instinct—she leaned in again, her lips capturing his in another desperate, heated kiss.

"Mmm… mnh… slrp…" The wet, eager sounds filled the air once more, their tongues swirling, tasting, drinking in the warmth of each other. But this time, her kiss carried a faint, desperate urgency, her fingers tangling in his damp hair, pulling him closer. Her body pressed against his, her hips rocking, a faint, aching whimper slipping from her lips.

Mikhailis's hands found her waist again, gripping her tighter, his fingers sinking into the soft curves of her sides. His focus on the emerald light in his palm began to waver, but he no longer cared. The heat of her mouth, the sweetness of her taste—it was an addiction, a wildfire that consumed every thought.

"Mmnh… slrp… mmmhh…" Their kiss deepened, tongues twisting in a feverish dance, their breaths mingling, their shared warmth growing, spreading. Her chest pressed against his, her heart racing against his own, and the subtle, maddening pressure of her hips against his lap only fueled the fire.

"Serelith…" he whispered between kisses, his voice a strained, breathless murmur. "You… you're…"

"I can't… I can't stop…" she whimpered, her voice a soft, trembling plea. "I… I need… more…"

Her hips pressed harder, a slow, instinctive grind, and Mikhailis felt the undeniable, burning heat pressing against him. Even through the thin fabric of his robe, he could feel the slick, soaked warmth of her, the sweet, desperate need that radiated from her every touch.

Without thinking, his hands slid lower, gripping the soft curve of her rear, pulling her even closer. Her thighs tightened around his waist, her breath catching in a sweet, trembling gasp.

"Ahhh… M-Mikhailis… so… so warm…" she whimpered, her lips trailing along his jaw, her tongue tracing the curve of his neck. Her kisses were a sweet, burning trail, her teeth grazing his skin, leaving faint, heated marks.

Her robe had already slipped, the silken fabric pooling around her waist, leaving her upper body bare, her pale, flawless skin pressed against his chest. Her long, violet hair cascaded around them, a shimmering curtain that trapped their shared heat.

Her lips found his again, another fierce, desperate kiss, her tongue plunging deep, swirling, tasting. Her soft moans grew louder, each sweet, breathless sound a spark that sent shivers racing through his body.

"Mmn… slrp… mmmhh…" The wet, hungry sounds of their kiss grew frantic, their mouths moving in a desperate, feverish dance. His fingers tightened on her hips, guiding her, pressing her against him, feeling the sweet, maddening friction of her warmth sliding against the aching, throbbing heat beneath his robe.

"Serelith…" he whispered, his voice a low, husky growl. "You're… you're so…"

"More… please… more…" she whimpered, her voice trembling, her hips grinding, a sweet, aching pressure that sent jolts of heat racing through them both.

Mikhailis's grip tightened, and without another word, he shifted, lifting her effortlessly, her thighs clenching around his waist. A faint, surprised gasp escaped her lips, her violet eyes widening.

"Ahh—M-MIKHAILIS…!" she cried, her voice a sweet, breathless shriek. But the surprise melted into a desperate, needy moan as he pulled her closer, his lips claiming hers again, fierce, hungry, devouring her sweet, desperate sounds.

His tongue plunged deep, swirling, tasting, exploring, and her own danced against his, a sweet, feverish battle. Her fingers clenched in his hair, pulling him closer, her body pressing against his, every soft, heated curve molding to him.

"Mmm… slrp… mmmhh…" Their kisses grew wetter, hungrier, her soft, breathless whimpers muffled against his lips. Her body trembled in his grasp, her hips rocking instinctively, her slick, soaked warmth pressing against the rigid, throbbing length trapped between her thighs.

"M-MIKHAILIS… I… I CAN'T… IT'S… TOO… TOO MUCH…!" she whimpered, her voice breaking into sweet, desperate sobs, her violet eyes glazed, unfocused, lost in a wild, trembling need. But even as she cried out, her hips pressed harder, her body arching, her chest flattening against his.

A low, hungry growl rumbled in his chest, his hands gripping her even tighter, his fingers sinking into the soft, supple flesh of her rear. With a sudden, fierce motion, he lifted her higher, and then—he dropped her.

"AHHH—!" Serelith's scream filled the room, her voice a sweet, desperate wail. Her body crashed against his lap, the sharp, electric shock of the impact sending shudders racing through her. But even through the sting, her lips found his again, her tongue plunging deep, swirling, tasting, her breath sweet and desperate.

"Mmm… slrp… mmmhh…" Their mouths danced, their tongues twisted, the wet, eager sounds of their kiss mingling with the rhythmic, sweet slap of her body against his lap. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her, lifting her, dropping her again, each sweet, shuddering impact drawing another trembling cry from her lips.

"AHHH… M-MIKHAILIS… SO… SO BIG… SO… SO DEEP…!" she screamed, her voice a sweet, desperate wail, her nails raking down his back, leaving faint, red trails. Her hips rocked, pressing, grinding, her slick, flooding warmth spreading over his lap, her body shuddering with each sweet, aching impact.

He leaned in, his teeth grazing her earlobe, his breath a hot, trembling whisper. "You love it, don't you?" he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You love it when I take you… when I make you cry out… when I make you mine."

"YES… YES… M-MIKHAILIS… HAHAHAH…!" she sobbed, her voice breaking into sweet, breathless laughter, her body arching, her legs tightening around his waist. Her violet hair spilled over them both, a shimmering, silken curtain, her head falling back, exposing the delicate curve of her throat.

But even as her sweet, burning cries filled the room, her lips found his again, another fierce, desperate kiss. Her tongue plunged deep, swirling with his, tasting, exploring, her sweet, trembling moans swallowed by his hungry, eager mouth.

"Mmm… slrp… mmmhh… nnh…" The wet, hungry sounds of their kiss grew louder, their bodies moving together in a sweet, frantic dance. Her hips rocked, his grip tightened, and her sweet, breathless cries filled the air.

"Serelith…" he whispered, his voice a low, husky growl. "You're mine… all mine… always mine…"

"YES… YES… I'M YOURS… I'M… YOURS…!" she sobbed, her voice a sweet, trembling plea, her body shuddering, her lips crashing against his once more. "MORE… MORE… KISS ME… TASTE ME… DON'T STOP… PLEASE…!"

Her desperate, breathless cries were a sweet, addictive melody, a song of need, of surrender, of love. And he drank it in, his lips claiming hers again, his tongue twisting, tasting, drinking in her sweet, feverish warmth.

"Mmm… slrp… mmmhh… M-MIKHAILIS…!" she cried, her voice a sweet, breathless wail. "I… I LOVE… I LOVE THIS… I LOVE YOU…!"

Her words sent a rush of heat through him, his heart pounding, his breath coming faster, his hands gripping her tighter, his lips devouring hers with a fierce, desperate hunger. His tongue plunged deep, swirling with hers, tasting the sweet, addictive warmth of her breath.

Her hips rocked faster, her body trembling, her violet eyes half-lidded, glazed with a wild, desperate hunger. Her fingers clenched in his hair, pulling him closer, her chest pressing against his, her sweet, breathless moans swallowed by his hungry mouth.

"Mmm… slrp… mmmhh… mnn…" The wet, hungry sounds of their kiss grew louder, her lips pressing harder, her tongue swirling, tasting, her soft, desperate moans filling the air. Her hips rocked faster, her slick, flooding warmth pressing against him, her body trembling.

"AHHH… M-MIKHAILIS… I… I CAN'T… I CAN'T…!" she sobbed, her voice breaking into sweet, desperate wails, her nails digging into his shoulders, her body shuddering, her sweet, trembling cries filling the room.

But even through the sweet, burning haze of desire, his lips claimed hers again, fierce, desperate, his tongue plunging deep, swirling with hers, tasting, drinking in her sweet, addictive warmth.

"I love you… Serelith…" he whispered, his voice a low, trembling growl. "I love… every part of you…"

Her breath caught, her violet eyes wide, shimmering with tears, her lips parting in a sweet, trembling gasp. "M-MIKHAILIS… I… I… I LOVE YOU…!"

Her lips found his again, another fierce, desperate kiss, her tongue dancing with his, her sweet, trembling moans swallowed by his hungry mouth. Her hips rocked, her body pressing, grinding, her sweet, desperate cries filling the air.

Mikhailis's grip tightened, his hands digging into the soft, supple flesh of her hips, guiding her, lifting her, dropping her, their bodies moving in a feverish, frantic dance. Her slick, flooding warmth pressed against him, the sweet, wet heat sending shudders of bliss racing through his veins.

"Serelith…" he whispered, his voice a low, desperate growl. "I'm… I'm close…!"

"YES… YES… ME TOO… I'M… I'M… AHHH… M-MIKHAILIS…!"