The Crown's Entrapment

Clara didn't know how much time had passed since Gilas started eating her out. Time had seemingly lost all meaning as she reached her peak multiple times, her vision whiting out more with each successive orgasm that she experienced. All the while, Gilas seemed content to simply take her to heaven and back over and over again, his one hand having already begun to stroke himself while his mouth remained busy servicing her.

All in all, it was a cycle of perpetual pleasure, one that she never expected would happen at all that night.

"G-Gilas!"

She yelped out his name once more, her gasps and moans filling the air as she reached her peak yet again. Her body shivered and spasmed, her spine arching in pleasure as the contractions almost made her pass out with how intense they were. Having gotten rid of most of the pretenses she had to composure after what felt like her third orgasm, her throat was starting to turn hoarse from all the screaming.

Meanwhile, Gilas didn't seem to have any limits as he kept on eating her out. From the way his other hand kept on rubbing his shaft, Clara was sure that he should've already reached his own peak minutes ago. Nevertheless, she didn't really have it in her to even question such a thing as his tongue and mouth made it far too hard for her to think straight.

"C-Clara..."

Her eyes widened at the sound of his voice. For the first time since they began, he sounded strained and hoarse. He was starting to reach his peak, and a hint of panic bloomed in her chest before it was readily replaced with gnawing anticipation.

From that delicious mix of emotions alone, her core burned with pleasure as she rapidly approached yet another peak. This time, however, Gilas seemed to be preparing for something else as his teeth suddenly pinched into her clit, making her legs spasm in unbridled pleasure and ecstasy.

"AHHH!"

For the first time during that night, Clara screamed. It was too much, and her body was starting to feel like it was about to shut off from all the pleasure and exhaustion mounting within her system. But as much as she wanted to rest, her body's eagerness for more pleasure won out as she reached yet another orgasm within the same climax that she had just experienced. Gilas had suddenly pushed his tongue into her inner walls, and the sensation of fullness forced her already sensitive body into another peak that she was far from ready for.

"G-GILAS!"

"C-Clara... I-I'm about to..."

Their voices mixed in the air as Clara shivered violently, untold peaks of pleasure wreaking havoc in both her body and mind as she closed her eyes in an attempt to endure the onslaught. Thankfully, it was then that she felt Gilas's mouth leave her overstimulated slit, allowing her to ride out her orgasm in peace as she did her best to not bite her tongue from all of the screamings and gasping she was doing.

"C-Clara!"

At the same time, Gilas had seemingly kneeled down beneath her. Partly opening her eyes, Clara could barely make out her mate furiously rubbing his shaft up and down its length. Its massive girth twitched and trembled, and he let out one last groan before an eruption of white spurted from his huge member.

Weakly, Clara shielded her face from the warm gooey shower, her entire up body almost drenched in white as Gilas let his release coat her with his goodness. On Clara's part, it almost felt like he was showering her with his love, her instincts running rampant as a sense of nonsensical anger built up within her chest.

Somehow, her body was protesting the way that Gilas had achieved climax outside her inner walls. And to her surprise, Clara was begrudgingly agreeing to the sentiment.

"G-Gilas..." she breathed out, her previous orgasms still making her feel too weak to even sit up. "T-That was..."

"I love you so much..." he growled on top of her. "You look so ravishing like this..."

Clara blinked. She was covered with his release, and for the life of her, she couldn't help but want to lick some of it that had gone into her hands. It must've sounded insane to her before she had let it all happen, but the her of now thought otherwise. Instead, she took a sample of his semen, her eyes widening immediately as it tasted like the most delicious dessert she had ever had.

"Gilas..." she headily whispered, her mind clouded with lust and longing. "I... You didn't have to..."

"But I still did," he promptly replied, having finished her thought for her. "I want you, Clara..."

Once more, before she even knew it, Gilas had already positioned himself on top of her. His raging shaft still stood at the ready, its head already aimed at her weeping slit as she gulped in anticipation. Was this it? Was she truly going to allow herself to complete the Mate Bond between them?

"Let's do it..." Gilas whispered out, his slurred speech returning as he looked far more exhausted than mere seconds ago. "I want to... I want to show the world so badly... that you're mine..."

Clara let out a shudder at his words. Still, she couldn't help but ask, "W-What? What are you-"

"I... I want a celebration... of us..."

Before Clara could ask any further, Gilas had already collapsed on top of her, his last words barely making it out of his mouth before exhaustion finally took him.

"Gilas?"

Blinking, Clara tried to shake Gilas awake, only to no avail as he remained unconscious. His head rested on top of her chest, her breasts making for excellent pillows as a soft smile adorned his sleeping face.

Seeing this, Clara let out a soft smile. Caressing his hair, she allowed herself to fall asleep as well, no longer minding the hard shaft pressing up and against her stomach as they both slept in each other's arms.

Sure, they would both wake up sweaty and sticky, but she didn't think it would be too much of a pain. It was just one night, after all, and she was too exhausted to even move anyway.

For now, she just wanted to rest.