Chapter 324 - Two Hundred And Twenty-four: Innocent Incubus (1/2)

The third point of view:

Isabella sucked in a sharp breath, this was better than she thought. It was obvious that Pedro was an amateur, heck! Why was she even speaking as if she was a professional in this area? Contrary to what people thought, Isabella was a virgin. Notwithstanding the previous boys she dated, she had not let any of those assholes touched her.

Sure, they shared a kiss, what was a kiss anyway - Even Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss. Surprisingly, someone as receptive as her, knew sex created some sort of emotional bond with one's partner and she wasn't willing to share that gift with some asshole. Dating those boys at school had been a form of revolt against her father being with Jennifer plus the fact the cheating bastards kept her entertained.

Isabella was possessive; neither did she do well with betrayal. Perhaps, that was why she was attracted to Pedro because he was a one-woman type. Take a look at him, he was having a hard time dealing with her, not to talk of the hassles that came with two-timing. But then, humans change so she'd use this great opportunity to shape him into her royal partner for life.

Yes, that's it,” Isabella hissed from the euphoric feeling. Pedro was obsessed with this discovery.

Pedro's eyes glittered as he cupped one of her tits in his palm, he caressed and felt the weight of it and liked the fact it fit completely in his palms. While he was busy getting familiar with this new feeling, he was driving Isabella crazy with need. He looked like a child, figuring out how to drive a car toy for the first time.

He began to caress her boobs, watching with interest as her nipples hardened. He pinched one and watched as the pain faded into pleasure. The areolae surrounding her swollen nipples were a deep dusky pink, and he ran his tongue around it.

”God! Pedro, you're killing me,” Isabella breathed out, she was heaving with the effort. Who knew this innocent face was an Incubus in disguise.

Pedro smiled, seeing Isabella writhing on top of him gave him some sort of power and he took her breast into his mouth once more. Isabella shuddered with pleasure, her lustful cries inciting him as he ran lazy circles with his tongues.

”Yes...” she moaned, digging her hand into his hair while grinding against his arousal, pressing so close and feeling how badly they wanted each other.

Isabella pulled him away, clutched a fistful of his hair, and pushed his head back just far enough to expose his neck to her. She kissed his throat, nipping and licking up till she found his lips.

She kissed the top of his lips, the bottom of his lips, then grazed her tongue between his lips and slowly added a little tongue, playing and chasing his tongue for a while and then sucked on the top and bottom lip. Isabella was hot and wet but she wasn't close to stopping, the night was still young.

While Isabella took full command of the kiss, Pedro's hands were working on her ass. He squeezed the soft globe so tightly she moaned into his mouth.

Isabella was smashed against his defined chest and he took hold of her waist, rubbing her core against his arousal through his pants while the other went to the curve of her breast. She pulled out a ragged breath, it was like she was in heaven. Though she knew sex felt good, knowing and tasting were two different things. Now she could see the reason why her damned father wouldn't let Reina out of his sight.

She was incredibly turned on and her hand cradled the nape of his head, kissing him firmer and harsher. She arched for his touch and as if they were communicating telepathically, he slid his finger under the thin fabric.

Isabella's mind reeled as Pedro began to stroke her folds, circling her clit with his thumb. Her grasp on his hair tightened, she was reeling from the sensation. Isabella gently scraped her nails along his back and neck, she would die from too much bliss. Huh? This didn't seem like a bad way to die.

Pedro continued to touch her with a mastery that surprised her until ecstasy crashed over her. She laid on him for a couple of seconds, trying to catch her breath before pushing Pedro back on the bed.

With dark eyes, she climbed off his body and began to work on his pants, unzipping and pulling them down his thigh alongside his briefs.

A blush crept up Pedro's face but he calmed down, the time for being reserve was gone the moment he touched her down there.

Isabella's eyes widened the moment she saw the whole of him.

”Look what you've been hiding down there,” She spoke dirty to him, his blush deepened.

Isabella then tentatively held his length, gasping in amazement as it further increased in size and it was so damn, huge. How was this going to fit inside of her? Still, Isabella didn't back down from the challenge, she wondered how far this would go in her mouth?

Then she kissed up and down his length watching with pride as Pedro threw his head back and groaned, not from pain but excitement.

”You like it?” She asked, just to be sure.

”God, yes,” Pedro moaned, propping himself up on the bed while Isabella lay across, feasting on him. There was just something sexy about the way he looked at her that incited her to do more.