The Ivory Queen
Chapter 65

*** Aurora’s POV ***

Oliver carries me back to the fort and he hands me an oversized t-shirt to cover myself while he slips on some shorts.

We walk hand in hand, a warmth surrounding us. I feel like I can breathe better now that he knows how I truly feel. We stop by the fountain so I can inform him of the scalpel’s final resting place.

Oliver picks me up bridal style, pulling my oversized t-shirt over my butt so as not to expose my bare body and walks up the stairs to our floor. My heart beats faster as he gets closer to our room and I muster up some courage to k**s him softly. He smiles against my lips and carries me straight to the bed. An explosion of butterflies goes off in my tummy as he sets me down gently and I realize we are completely alone. Rio must have gone off to the office for the night; he likes Oliver’s chair.

I continue to k**s him and he climbs on top of me, settling between my legs. He deepens the k**s, swiping his tongue across my lower l*p and I let him in. Our tongues dance together while I bury fingers in his hair and pull him closer. He uses one hand to prop himself up while the other runs along the length of my thigh and up my a*s. He gives it a good squeeze and I giggle as he kneads it with his palm.

I pull away to catch my breath, blushing when I stare into his beautiful blue eyes.

“I love you,” he whispers, pulling me back into a k**s.

I want him. I want him so badly, I almost can’t breathe. Oliver is more than just a mate; he’s my best friend, my partner, my lover, my everything. I’ve let too much crap come between us but nothing else matters. I love him. I love my Olivier.

My hands roam his bare chest, exploring every taut muscle excitedly. Reyna is purring like crazy, wanting more and more of him with every passing second.

He pulls away again, looking into my eyes for a sign of any doubt. But I have none. I want this. I want him. He buries his face into my neck and starts trailing k****s down to the collar of my shirt. My n*****s come to attention and he leans down to suck on one through my shirt. I m**n wildly as he flicks his tongue over it, while his hand continues to massage and squeeze my a*s.

“Oliver…” I m**n.

He pulls away again, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pushing it up past my breasts. Oliver gives my n*****s a few quick licks before helping me take it off and I lay completely naked beneath him. I love the way he’s staring back at me, taking in my every inch lovingly.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs before lowering himself to k**s my belly. “So f*****g perfect.”

My heart is pounding in my ears and I blush bright red as he trails open mouth k****s up my torso towards my breasts. He latches on to my left n****e, suckling lightly while his hand works wonders on my other n****e. My arm wraps around his neck to press myself into him while the other grabs fistfuls of the sheets. My back arches and I m**n, losing all train of thought.

Oliver’s lips replace mine again before he pulls back to look at me, trying to figure out if I’m still ok with this. I bit my lower l*p and smile. I know I’m ready.

He lays on his side and slides his hand down towards my core.

“Just relax, baby,” he whispers as his fingers brush up against my entrance.

He lingers there for a bit, the anticipation driving me crazy, before he finally slips in a shy finger. I gasp at the strange feeling and he takes advantage to k**s me, his tongue exploring every corner of my mouth. A second finger makes its way in and he slowly moves his fingers in and out.

“Oh!” I pant as small waves of pleasure pulsate through me.

My shallow breaths fill the room as he starts to rub my throbbing button, his thumb working in circular motions. There’s a huge smirk on his face as he watches me gradually unravel, completely at the mercy of his thumb. He continues to work his fingers in me until I feel myself about to come undone and he stops.

Oliver lowers himself onto the floor and gets on his knees, pulling me towards the edge of the bed so he’s at eye level with my slit. He gently spreads my thighs apart.

Oliver lowers himself onto the floor and gets on his knees, pulling me towards the edge of the bed so he’s at eye level with my slit. He gently spreads my thighs apart.

I bite my l*p in anticipation as he leans forward, flicking his tongue over my soaking folds. I grip the sheets as he proceeds to lick and twirl his tongue on my clit, occasionally sucking and nibbling on it. My cries grow louder as his two fingers also make an entrance, causing a shiver to run down my spine. I roll my h**s against him and he wraps his arms around my thighs to keep me in place. My toes curl as the pleasure becomes overwhelming.

“Oliver… please ….don’t stop…” I cry out as I once again come close. My fingers grip his hair and push him in deeper while I clamp my thighs on the sides of his head.

“c*m for me,” he growls, continuing his assault on my clit.

I scream when I feel his canines bite down on my swollen bud, the pleasure unbearable.

“I … I’m gonna… ahhh!” My legs begin to jerk and tremble as my o****m rips through me. The euphoric explosion has me shaking for several minutes while he continues to devour me, lapping his tongue across my slit as he drinks every last drop of my honey.

He gives my clit one last lick before showering my lower lips with k****s. Oliver lifts himself up and rests between my legs, my slick still dripping down his chin. I’m panting, dazed in ecstasy and he starts to k**s my neck.

“You taste amazing,” he murmurs, licking my neck and lips. I taste myself on him, the tangy sweetness turning me on even more.

I wonder what he tastes like…

My hands tug at the waist band of his shorts. He takes the cue and gets up to take them off. I blush as he stands completely naked in front of me, my eyes landing on his perfect d**k. He watches me closely, his mouth curving up into a grin when I lick my lips.

“Can I taste you?” I blurt out, my mouth watering.

He’s rendered speechless but his eyes sparkle at the suggestion.

I don’t think he was expecting your eagerness, Reyna chuckles.

I hear him gulp as I slide off the bed and onto my knees in front of him. I don’t know where my confidence is coming from, but I’m not going to question it. His breath hitches as I wrap my small hands around his girth and he immediately hardens. Precum oozes from his slit as I pull and twist his rod gently and I lean forward for a taste, flicking my tongue on his tip.

I open my mouth around his head, taking him in until he touches the back of my throat. Tears fill my eyes and I pull back, making a loud slurping sound when his c**k leaves my mouth. When I look back up at him, his head is rolled back and his eyes are closed, enjoying what I had to give.

I take him in my mouth again, this time all the way and he growls his pleasure. My hand goes up to cup his balls, gently squeezing them and he m***s once more. Oliver then grips my hair and guides my head back and forth, f*****g my mouth at his leisure and I love watching him lose control.

“f**k, baby,” he hisses as he pumps himself inside my mouth.

His tongue alone had me screaming, I could hardly wait to reciprocate.

My jaw starts getting sore but there is no going back. I want him to finish. In fact, I crave it. I flick my tongue over the pulsating veins on his d**k until I feel him twitch in my mouth. His grip on my hair tightens and I know he’s ready. Suddenly, his balls contract and his c*m slides down my throat in little spurts. I drink every drop hungrily, not letting any of it go to waste.

When he’s emptied himself completely, he releases my hair and swiftly picks me up. I giggle as I’m thrown back onto the bed.

“I love that little mouth of yours…” he pants.

He remains on his feet, admiring me for a minute before he climbs onto the bed. Slowly, he crawls on all fours towards me, the hunger in his eyes setting me ablaze. His c**k twitches against my entrance and I feel his swollen tip brush up against my clit.

“You ready?” He asks tentatively, brushing away a strand of hair from my face.

“Y-yes.”

Oliver leans forward and nibbles on my ear.

“I’ll be gentle, baby,” he whispers. “But I should warn you,” he chuckles, “I can be quite rough… if you let me.”

Reyna growls erotically, daring him to act on his promise. I turn a deep shade of red as dirty thoughts come flooding in and I bite my lower l*p to contain my excitement.

Slowly, he slides inside me and I close my eyes to concentrate on the feeling. I’m not a virgin, but the feeling is still new. Oliver remains still, allowing me to adjust to his girth. I open my eyes, getting lost in his blue orbs and k**s him. He starts to rock back and forth gently and little sparks of euphoria envelop me. I dig my nails into his back and rake them across as m***s escape my mouth.

He grips my h**s and begins pumping harder into me.

“You feel… so f*****g good, baby,” he m***s in my ear before thrusting even faster and harder.

I writhe in pleasure beneath him and a symphony of m***s fills the room. I scream his name over and over again. As I begin to reach my climax, I clench down on him in pulsating waves and he loses control. He hammers himself deeper and harder into me while kissing my neck. He bites down on my mark, pushing me over the edge and I see stars as my o****m ripples through my entire body. I tremble uncontrollably, unable to process the erotic tremors sending me into a frenzy. He doesn’t stop thrusting though, continuing to plunge into the depths of my core with full force. As I feel him about to reach his climax, I prop myself on my elbows and sink my teeth into his neck.

“f**k!” He m***s, thrusting faster before filling my womb to the brim with his seed.

Oliver gives me slow, steady strokes as he comes down and I run my tongue along his mark to seal it. He leans his forehead against mine, our breaths mixing.

“You ok?” He asks, smiling like a fool.

“Mmhmm,” I manage to m**n, still breathless.

He pulls out and rolls onto his back, adjusting himself so he’s almost sitting against the head board. He wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me into his lap so I’m sitting on top of him.

I suck in my breath as he slides my weeping folds back and forth along his length at a slow pace. I try grinding faster but he grips my h**s me and growls. Oliver is in complete control and I’m under his command tonight. He leans forward, his hot breathe tickling my pert n*****s.

“We have all night,” he chuckles before suckling one of my little brown peaks. “Patience. It’ll be worth it, I promise.”

He continues to slide me back and forth until even he can’t take it anymore. Oliver then lifts me up and I take every mind-blowing inch of him readily inside me. I dig my fingers into his shoulders as I try to hold back my m***s. He bites my n****e as punishment and I gasp, enjoying the pleasure laced with pain.

“I want to hear you,” He growls.

I oblige and my screams fill the room as he moves me up and down, guiding me along his thick shaft until I reach euphoria.