Julian and Isabel retreated to his room. Once inside, Julian looked at Isabel and with curious expression “How’s Julia?” he asked, his tone soft but filled with genuine interest.
Isabel sighed and leaned slightly against the door as she replied, “She is fine. We met after the war was concluded. Though, she did mention something… the Duke of Ethwer has changed since the incident with Marcus.”
Julian’s interest was piqued at the mention of Marcus, and he leaned forward slightly. “What have they told you about Marcus’s death?” he asked.
Isabel shrugged, her expression a little uncertain. “What else? That he was assassinated by a foreign soldier.”
So, they’ve changed the story to an assassination. Julian thought as a grin spread across his face.
How will the whole power structure react when they find out that Marcus’s death and the fall of the Norish family were all my doing? Julian’s grin widened further.
He imagined the shockwaves that would wash over the whole political state of the kingdom.
Julian’s mind raced with the possibilities of his rising power. I know the dukes and the king all feel pressured by my sudden rise. I don’t know about the others, but the king might try something to suppress me, he thought with a dark grin tugging at his lips.
Should I just kill him and take the kingdom for myself? The thought lingered for a moment before he laughed and quickly dismissed it. No, not yet. There’s more fun to be had before then.
Isabel, noticing Julian lost in thought, nudged him gently. “What are you thinking about, Julian?” she asked.
Julian laughed, “Nothing, my dear Isabel.”
Before she could respond, he suddenly lifted her into his arms. Isabel gasped and screamed in surprise as her hands instinctively gripped his shoulders.
Julian’s grin never wavered as he placed Isabel gently on the bed. He began to undress, his movements slow and deliberate.
Isabel who was still recovering from the surprise, quickly looked around and with a trembling voice said, “Julian, not now… we might get caught.”
But Julian simply laughed softly, “Who would dare interrupt us?” he replied, his tone confident as he continued to undress himself.
Isabel’s heart raced as she watched him, his confidence only adding to the allure that had always drawn her to him. She knew that he was right—their families were too busy with the celebrations and politics to disturb them.
Julian fully shed his clothes and revealed his well-toned body. His cock stood tall and erect.
Isabel’s gaze fell upon it, and she couldn’t help but whisper, “It never fails to surprise me,” her voice filled with a mix of awe and arousal.
Julian’s smile grew wider as he climbed onto the bed. His gaze locked onto her like a predator on its prey. He leaned over Isabel and placed a gentle hand on her cheek, his thumb brushing over her plump, red lips. “Lets begin,” he said, his voice a low whisper.
With a passionate hunger, he captured her mouth with his own, his tongue engaging in a hot kiss. Isabel’s hands found their way to his broad chest, her nails digging in slightly as she moaned.
Julian’s hand slid down her body, caressing the soft skin of her neck before finding her breast. His thumb circled her hardened nipple. He watched with satisfaction as her eyes closed and she arched her back, pushing herself into his touch.
Julian’s tongue licked a path down her neck, pausing at her collarbone to taste the sweetness of her skin. His teeth grazed the tender flesh before he moved lower, his mouth finding her erect nipple. He licked and sucked it gently as he felt her body respond to his touch. Isabel’s breath grew ragged as she tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.
Julian’s eyes left hers as he took her nipple between his teeth and bit it suddenly.
“Ahh!” The sound of her shocked moan filled the room, a sweet melody of pleasure and pain. Her moan grew louder as he continued to suck and bit. The sensation was exquisite that sent waves of desire crashing through her body.
Julian’s hand slid down her body, his fingers gliding over her soft, curving stomach and down to the damp fabric that was wet by her arousal.
He felt the heat radiating from her, and his cock grew even harder at the thought of what awaited him beneath the layers of her gown. His thumb found her clit through the fabric, applying just the right amount of pressure to make her hips jerk upward.
“Julian,” she gasped, her voice filled with desire and arousal.
He pulled away with his eyes blazing with passion. “Patience,” he said as he placed a finger over her lips to quiet her protests. “Get naked,” he said, his voice a command that sent a new wave of arousal through her body.
Her heart raced as she complied, her trembling hands moving to untie the laces of her gown. The fabric fell away, revealing her naked body to the hungry gaze of Julian. The sight of her bare breasts, the softness of her stomach, and her wet pussy had him aching with need.
Isabel smiled at the reaction of Julian. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs wide open, revealing her wet pussy. Julian’s eyes devoured her, his cock pulsing with anticipation as he took in the sight of her invitation.
“Come, Julian,” she whispered, gesturing for him to come closer with a delicate wave of her hand. “Take me,” she begged, her voice a seductive whisper that sent a bolt of excitement straight to his core.
Julian didn’t need any more invitation. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock standing tall and proud as he lined it up with her wet entrance. He paused for a moment before pushing it in with a slow stroke.
Isabel’s eyes widened with a gasp as he filled her, the sensation of his thick cock stretching her tight pussy almost too much to bear.
Julian watched her face with a smile. He pushed deeper, his cock sinking into her wet pussy until he was fully inside her.
“Ahh.. Julian, You are filling me completely.” she moaned.
Isabel’s moan grew louder, her nails digging into the bed as she threw her head back. Julian leaned in, capturing her mouth in a kiss as he began to move. His strokes grew stronger and more demanding.
Julian pulled out almost entirely before slamming back in, each thrust making her body quiver beneath him.
“Ah, yes. Fuck me harderrr…” she moaned as she met his eyes, her own filled with a mix of passion and challenge.
Julian took the cue, his hands tightening around her hips as he increased his rhythm.
With a grin, Julian leaned down, his eyes locking on hers as he whispered, “Your pussy is so good.”
Then, without breaking their gaze, he moved to suck and lick her nipples. His tongue teased and flicked her sensitive nipples, making her arch her back and cry out.
The sensation was exquisite, and Isabel’s hands found his hair, pulling him closer as she whispered his name over and over.
