Chapter 197: Sabrina’s Desires!

The walk back to the palace was a quiet, comfortable affair. The playful banter had subsided, replaced by a warm, simmering understanding that flowed between them, more potent than any words.

The ambient light of the Faerie Realm painted them in shifting hues of gold and blue, their hands clasped tightly, their shoulders brushing with every step.

The unspoken promise of what was to come hung in the air, a thick, electric anticipation that made every touch feel magnified, every glance feel loaded.

As they entered the opulent halls of the palace, the atmosphere shifted. The ethereal magic of the realm gave way to the tangible, luxurious reality of stone and silk.

They walked in silence, their footsteps echoing softly on the polished floors, their destination clear to both of them.

They reached Sabrina’s door. It was a grand affair of carved silverwood, inlaid with mother-of-pearl that shimmered like a captured galaxy.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Sabrina pushed it open, pulling Jax inside with a firm tug on his hand.

The door swung shut behind them with a heavy, definitive thud. Before the echo had even faded, Sabrina moved with a swift, predatory grace.

She spun around, the faint, silken rustle of her clothes the only warning Jax had before he heard a distinct, sharp CLICK.

The sound of the lock sliding home was loud in the sudden silence of the room, a final, irrevocable seal on their privacy.

And then she was on him.

She launched herself into his arms, her body crashing against his with enough force to make him take a step back.

Her hands flew to his face, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled his mouth down to hers. This was not the soft, lingering kiss from the clearing. This was a kiss of pure, unadulterated hunger.

Her lips were demanding, her tongue invading his mouth with a bold, possessive stroke that left no room for misinterpretation.

She was claiming him, staking her claim with a ferocity that was both shocking and incredibly arousing.

Jax responded in kind, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her flush against his body as he met her passion with his own.

He could feel the rapid, frantic beat of her heart against his chest, a frantic drum that mirrored the sudden, roaring fire in his own blood.

But Sabrina wasn’t done. One of her hands remained tangled in his hair, holding him in place, while the other began a slow, deliberate journey south.

It slid down his chest, her palm flat against the hard muscle of his pecs, then over the ridges of his abdomen. She didn’t hesitate.

Her hand moved with purposeful confidence, slipping past the waistband of his pants and the soft fabric of his underwear until her cool fingers made contact with the hot, hard flesh of his cock.

“F~uckk baby,” Jax groaned as he felt her delicate fingers wrapped around his girth.

He was already semi-hard from the day’s simmering tension, but her touch was like a jolt of lightning, sending a surge of blood straight to his groin.

He swelled in her grasp, thickening and lengthening until he was a rigid, steel-hard rod of flesh.

She began to stroke him, her movements slow and firm, her thumb swirling over the sensitive head, smearing the bead of pre-cum that had already gathered there.

The sensation was exquisite, a maddening tease that sent shivers of pleasure up his spine.

She broke the kiss, her lips hovering just millimeters from his, her breath coming in hot, ragged pants against his mouth. Her eyes, usually sparkling with mischief and wit, were now dark, hooded pools of raw, unbridled lust.

“I thought you were gonna wait until tonight,” Jax muttered, his deep husky voice echoing into her ear.

“♥I did, but I want you now,♥” she whispered, her voice a husky, sinful rasp that was barely audible.

She tightened her grip on his cock, stroking him a little faster, a little harder. “♥I want you to fuck me, Jax, NOW♥”

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his earlobe as she continued to pump his thick length in her hand.

“♥I want you to fuck me just like you fucked Serika last night,♥” she breathed, her words a wicked, provocative poison that inflamed his senses.

“♥I want you to take me hard. I want you to make me scream. I want you to remind me who I belong to.♥”

Her words were a challenge, a demand, and the most erotic thing he had ever heard.

The image of Serika, writhing and screaming beneath him, flashed through his mind, and the thought of Sabrina in the same position, her usual cool composure shattered by raw, primal pleasure, was enough to make his cock throb in her hand.

“Is that what you want?” he growled in response, his voice a low, guttural rumble. He grabbed her wrist, stilling her movements, “You want me to treat you like my naughty little maid?”

A wicked, triumphant smirk graced her lips. “♥I want you to treat me like your woman,♥” she purred, her eyes burning into his. “♥Now, are you going to give me what I want, or do I have to beg?♥”

Jax didn’t need any more encouragement. The last thread of his control, already frayed from a day of her teasing and proximity, snapped completely.

“♥You won’t have to beg,♥” he promised, his voice thick with lust.

He crushed his mouth to hers again, kissing her with a bruising intensity that was all teeth and tongue and raw need.

At the same time, his hands began their own exploration, no longer content to simply hold her. They roamed over her body with a possessive, worshipful hunger, mapping every curve and contour through the fabric of her clothes.

He found the zipper on the back of her dress, a sliver of cool metal against his fingertips. With a single, sharp tug, he pulled it down, the sound a loud, satisfying ZIIIIP in the quiet room.

The sleek, form-fitting dress went slack, and he wasted no time in pushing it down over her shoulders.

The soft fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her standing before him in nothing but a sheer, black lace bra and matching panties, her wings, usually kept magically suppressed, now faintly visible behind her, shimmering with an ethereal, internal light.

His hands were back on her instantly, groping her sexy body with unrestrained desire. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over the hard peaks of her nipples, clearly visible through the delicate lace.

He squeezed the soft flesh, his touch firm and possessive, drawing a sharp gasp from her.

His other hand slid down her back, over the graceful curve of her spine, before coming to rest on the firm, round globe of her ass, giving it a hard, appreciative squeeze.

“♥Jax…♥” she moaned, her head falling back as she arched into his touch, offering herself to him.

He deftly unclasped her bra, tossing it aside without a second glance. Her breasts spilled out, perfect and round, her nipples hard and begging for his attention.

He leaned down, his mouth closing over one tight peak, his tongue swirling and flicking as he sucked hard. He wasn’t teasing her now. He was giving her exactly what she asked for: raw, unfiltered pleasure.

His other hand hooked into the waistband of her panties, and with a sharp tug, he ripped them. The delicate lace tore easily, the sound another testament to his urgency.

He tossed the ruined scrap of fabric aside and slid his hand between her legs, his fingers immediately finding the hot, slick folds of her pussy.

She was soaking wet, her arousal coating his fingers as he explored her. He found her clit, a hard, sensitive pearl of flesh, and began to rub it in tight, firm circles, just the way she liked it.

“♥Fuck,♥” she gasped, her hips bucking against his hand. “♥Yes… right there…♥”

He continued to pleasure her with his hand, his mouth still worshipping her breasts, alternating between them, sucking and biting her nipples until they were red, swollen, and glistening.

He was building her up, stoking the fire of her desire until it was an inferno, just as she had demanded. He was going to fuck her senseless, but first, he was going to make her beg for it.

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