The Crown's Obsession (WN)

Lucy turned utterly confused, her eyes flying open because she had been close to climax, but it had been denied as Theodore had pulled his finger away from her pulsing core.

"What happened?" she asked, her eyebrows knitting together as she looked at Theodore.

Before she could get an answer, she caught sight of Theodore licking the finger that he had used to pleasure her, and her face lit up into fire, ready to combust with embarrassment.

"We have the whole day and the night for ourselves, I thought I would take my sweet time in loving you," replied Theodore, once he pulled his finger out of his mouth.

"You are teasing me," she accused him cutely, and Theodore chuckled.

"I would not dare to do such a thing. Not to you, my love," he smiled in humour and then placed both his hands on her knees. "We were only warming up. But now…let me taste you."

Lucy's heart went still when Theodore pushed her knees apart and bent forward. When his lips touched her throbbing s.e.x, her breathing returned only to increase as her heart continued to beat quickly.

Lucy closed her eyes as they rolled back, and she threw her head back. Theodore licked her aching s.e.x at first, and a shiver ran down her spine that had arched itself. She had never done this, this e.r.o.t.i.c thing...not even in the past, which was why it was new. Lucy had only heard about it from some of the women when she attended the soiree.

For a person who had never been touched like this before, Theodore was the first one to go down on her, kissing and licking her, which had fireworks bursting in the back of her head.

"AH!" Lucy cried out when he sucked on her, and she doubted she would be able to last like this. Her arousal was hitting a high she had never experienced before, and it felt like her body had turned alive for the very first time.

"Theo!" she m.o.a.ned.

Her hand moved up to the upper side of the bed, not knowing what to do as she experienced this new sensation that Theodore was helping her experience.

Lucy's m.o.a.ns only encouraged Theodore to pleasure her even more as he helped her reach her orgasm one more time, this time letting her hit the peak.

The feeling of her hitting her orgasm was earth-shattering, but Theodore didn't stop there but continued to kiss and nibble her, his tongue probing her. When she came again, Lucy's breathing turned heavy and shallow as she tried to catch her breath.

Theodore lifted his head from between her legs, sitting upright while he ran his thumb on the side of his lips before sucking it in his mouth. He caught sight of Lucy, who still had her eyes closed as her body hummed with the orgasm she had just felt her body go through. His fingers gently caressed the side of her body, feeling the curve of her bottom and the dip after her waist.

He came to lay next to her, watching her expression in fascination. Her delicate lips were parted as they breathed in and out.

"Are you alright, my love?" asked Theodore, his words gentle as he caressed her cheek.

Lucy's eyes fluttered open, her eyes heavily filled with arousal as they appeared slightly dilated, "I am wonderful," she replied to him, a smile coming to form on her lips.

The word wonderful reminded Theodore of the drunk night, and he smiled back at her.

"You were wonderful," agreed Theodore, his eyes looking at her as if he was in a trance.

"I never knew this could be so beautiful and amazing," hummed Lucy when he leaned forward to kiss her shoulder.

Hearing Lucy's words, his eyes went back to meet hers, and he asked in doubt, "Isn't it always amazing?" Her eyes lowered, a small smile on her lips that looked sad. "Don't tell me..." his eyes narrowed while realizing what she meant.

That bastard had not treated her with love. "F.u.c.k!" he cursed under his breath in disbelief as anger started to simmer in his mind. He couldn't believe that he had sent Lucy to someone who had failed in being a husband to her in every aspect.

Lucy deserved everything in this world, every bit of happiness and love. He had done exactly what her parents had done to her; he had made her suffer in pain and loneliness.

"Theo," Lucy placed her hand on the side of his face, feeling the anguish he was feeling right now. "What happened is in the past, you shouldn't let your mind dwell on it," she whispered to him.

"If I could, I wish I could change and maybe erase his existence from the very beginning. Ethan would have been a far better choice that time but I failed to see what type of person Samuel was," he said to her. "Why didn't you tell me anything."

Lucy smiled, her eyes kindly looking at him, "We weren't on talking terms to tell you that my then husband wasn't pleasuring me like every other woman was used to. Most. That he was selfish enough to only see his pleasure met," she paused for a moment and said, "Maybe it was pride. I didn't want you to know that I was...feeling that way."

All those years, she had been unhappy, and he had failed to see it. He should have known, but they had changed. They both had changed from what they knew about each other in the beginning.

Theodore's lips were set in a thin line as he continued to stare at her, "I should have tortured him more." With everything she had gone through, she had forgiven him, he thought in his mind.

Lucy circled her arms around him. Leaning forward, she bit his lips and then beamed with a smile, "If you had sent me to Ethan, we would not be here."

To Theodore, Lucy was like a rainbow, her spirit beautiful and vibrant.

"I guess you are right," leaning forward, he kissed her lips.

This was not the time to speak about it, and right now, all he wanted to do was make Lucy happy. To give her everything he could, which he couldn't in the past.