Free Web NovelChapter 586: Having Fun With The Wood Elf (2)*
Third Person’s POV
But due to unfortunate circumstances, circumstances she did not want to remember right now, she had been forced to flee from her continent.
She had left behind her home, her reputation, her dreams, and had come to this frozen land as a refugee, hiding behind a mask of arrogance and indifference.
And even in this continent, it was only for the outsiders to see that she was the lover of the young prince Erius, who was the son of the youngest and most beloved wife of the Ice Emperor.
That rumor had been useful as it had granted her protection, status, and a measure of safety in a world that was often cruel to outsiders.
But in reality, she only worked under him and his mother.
There was no romance between them, no secret longing, and no hidden affection.
It was all a facade that had been carefully constructed to serve a purpose.
Though it was not that she lacked enough beauty or genius to be the lover of the Ice Prince.
She knew her own worth, her striking elvish features, her magical talent, and her sharp mind.
But there was a huge secret about Prince Erius hidden from everyone behind this arrangement, a secret that even she didn’t know.
And she was sure that only mother and son knew about this, so whatever it might be, it would create a heaven-shaking uproar that its effects might be felt everywhere, so she did not dare to pry into it, no matter how much her curiosity urged her to.
Also, she did not like the Prince in this way.
She respected him as an employer, perhaps even as a friend, but there was no spark of attraction, and no flutter of desire between them.
She only served him because it benefited her with their resources, spell manuals and because it gave her shelter and purpose in a foreign land.
But it was different with this mystery man.
With him, she was coming into contact with the feeling of lust and attraction to a man, feelings she had been a stranger to completely.
For forty years, she had lived without desire, without longing, without the ache of wanting someone’s touch.
Her whole life had been filled with fighting for her life, dignity, opportunities, and striving to become stronger every day.
She had thought herself above such things, perhaps even incapable of them, or, to be honest with herself, she had simply never gotten the opportunity to feel this way towards anyone.
But now, sitting on his lap, feeling his hands on her waist and his breath on her lips, she realized how wrong she had been.
Her body was awakening in ways she had never imagined as it responded to his presence with an eagerness that both frightened and thrilled her.
While she was lost in these thoughts, Ethan suddenly held her hands and placed them on his chest.
He leaned close to her ear, his voice a low whisper that sent shivers down her spine.
"If you did nothing before, then you can do it now," he murmured, his breath warm against her skin,
"Because I definitely won’t do nothing."
As he said that, he pulled back slightly and observed her panting face, her hazy, half-lidded eyes, those thin lips parted slightly as she gasped for breath, the flush that had spread across her cheeks and down her neck.
She looked vulnerable, beautiful, and utterly captivating, making him unable to resist the charms of this elf beauty.
He moved his head forward and took her lips.
She was shocked when she felt his soft, cool lips touch her warm ones.
The contrast of temperatures sent a jolt through her, making her mind go blank for a single, suspended moment.
But in the next moment, her womanly instinct took over, and she started to struggle, her hands patting against his chest in weak, half-hearted protest.
Her mind screamed at her to push him away, to regain control, to remember who she was and what she was supposed to be.
But Ethan did not leave her lips.
He tightened one hand around her waist and pulled her body even tighter against his, eliminating any remaining space between them.
With the other hand, he held her cheek gently, stroking the side of her face with his thumb as he continued to kiss her.
He started off gently but increased his intensity gradually, slowly dulling her resistance with each passing moment. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
His kisses became deeper and more demanding as he pulled her further into his orbit.
Soon, she lost herself in her first kiss and her eyes fluttered closed.
Her body relaxed against his.
The tension in her shoulders melted away, and slowly, she started to respond to his actions.
Her lips moved against his clumsily, showing her inexperience, but grew bolder with each passing second.
The sensation of the warmth of his mouth, the pressure of his lips, and the way he seemed to know exactly what she needed, even when she did not know herself, intoxicated her. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
This made Ethan excited.
"Chu~~ Mmmwah~~ Nnngh~~"
The sound of their lewd kissing echoed softly in the quiet room, mingling with the sound of their ragged breathing.
The cute sounds that she released excited Ethan even more.
It seemed to be fulfilling his manly vanity, giving him a deep sense of conquest and flaring his lust even further.
At some point, her hands had somehow undone the buttons of his shirt.
She did not remember doing it as her fingers had seemingly moved on their own, driven by some deep, primal urge she had never known she possessed.
Now her palms roamed freely over his chest and abdomen, feeling the hard contours of his muscles beneath his smooth skin.
She wanted to touch and feel his perfect manly body even more, and she did just that.
Soon, Ethan moved his hands as well.
They slid down her back, past her waist, and slipped beneath her short skirt, making her eyes snap open at that moment.
