Flower in the Trap - Chapter 12

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Linaelina was stunned, forgetting to resist for a moment as Kaellian gently nibbled at the side of her pale neck.

“Mmm… Kai…” Linaelina turned her head to the side in an attempt to dodge, her small hand pressing against Kaellian’s chest.

He let out a soft laugh, his voice laced with a trace of malicious amusement. “You just said you were the only one who comes here.”

As the words left his mouth, he lowered his head and captured her lips. The breeze stirred the flowering tree above them, sending tiny petals rustling down onto their entwined figures.

Linaelina’s back pressed against the rough bark as Kaellian cupped the back of her head in his palm, controlling the angle and depth of the kiss. The tip of his tongue brushed against the seam of her lips, and after a few probing strokes, her defenses gave way. His tongue slipped inside and entwined with hers, sucking and teasing with slow, deliberate movements.

Kaellian’s other hand slid down her waist, resting on her hip, pressing her body against his. Their bodies were so close together that even their heartbeats seemed to synchronize.

He gently turned Linaelina around, guiding her to face the tree trunk. His left palm pressed against her lower abdomen, holding her tightly against him, while his right hand slipped beneath the hem of her skirt, slowly trailing upward. His rough fingertips glided along the tender skin of her inner thigh, stroking and teasing in delicate, twisting motions.

“Your only secret place,” Kaellian whispered in her ear, his voice low, soft and laced with ambiguity. “That is really…. so dangerous.”

His fingertips found their way between the folds, brushing through the patch of hair and settling at the entrance of her petals, which parted slightly like a blooming flower. He did not enter right away, but slowly traced the outer edges, rubbing back and forth.

“Mmm……Kai……” Linaelina’ voice trailed off as she hung her head against the tree trunk, her hair falling to either side of her body, her chest rising and falling as she gasped for breath.

Kaellian’s hand remained slow and deliberate. Suddenly, his fingertips shifted, gently hooking around the sensitive bud of her flower, cli*tor*s.

“Ah…” Linaelina instinctively tilted her head back, her body trembling.

His fingers brushed lightly over her cl*tor*s, flicking and rubbing gently. From time to time, he pressed just enough to tease, and the delicate trembling that had begun earlier grew more intense under his touch.

Linaelina’s legs trembled slightly, her hands gripping the tree trunk as electric shivers spread from between her thighs to the rest of her body. Her shoulders tensed, her lips parted, and soft, involuntary murmurs escaped between shallow gasps.

A thin trickle of moisture seeped from between her petals, silently dampening Kaellian’s fingertips. Once they were slick enough, he slowly slid a finger inside her, the motion smooth and deliberate. His knuckle curved slightly, pressing into the soft flesh within as he moved in and out with a delicate rhythm, seeking the spot that would unravel her completely.

“Ahh… ha…” Linaelina’s forehead rested against her arm as her hips began to push back, instinctively chasing his touch. Her breathing grew uneven, her gasps barely contained.

Kaellian leaned forward and pressed his lips to the back of her neck, his tongue tracing the line where her damp hair met her heated skin. Her scent was warm and floral, mingled with the faint salt of sweat, so intoxicating that he could barely restrain himself to go further.

Kaellian’s exploring fingers gradually pushed deeper, its movements intensifying while still keeping a steady, deliberate rhythm. As he moved inward, his knuckles gently teased along the soft inner walls.

Linaelina gasped sharply. Her entrance grew wetter and began to tighten around him. Patiently, Kaellian continued, and suddenly, at a certain spot, her body reacted, the pressure inside clamped down unexpectedly.

“Found it… here, right?”

He let out a soft laugh, his fingertips lingering at that sensitive point. With slow, steady pressure, neither too light nor too heavy, he ground against it, methodically coaxing out the desire building in her body.

“Aahh… no, no, uh… ah…” Linaelina squirmed, but the pleasure was overwhelming. Her toes curled inside her shoes and socks, and her waist trembled uncontrollably, arching without her willing it to.

“Really?” Kaellian leaned close to her ear, his voice low and dark like a devil’s temptation. As he spoke, his fingers thrust deeper, the pace suddenly quickening with force.

“Ahh… haaah… I want it… I want it, uh… please…” Linaelina lifted her head, gently shaking it as if trying to deny her own words. Tears began to pool quietly in her eyes.

The soft petals of her entrance clung tightly to his finger, as if drawing him in with a silent, naked invitation. Kaellian let out a low chuckle, pausing deliberately on the most sensitive spot. He pressed and rolled his fingertip over it, and in less than three strokes, Linaelina’s body buckled with uncontrollable release. Her walls tightened in rhythmic spasms, gripping his finger with complete abandon.

Even as Kaellian slowly withdrew his hand, he could still feel the soft flesh pulsing and contracting, as if unwilling to let him go.

Linaelina gasped for breath, her legs slick with arousal and trembling like petals caught in the wind, just before they fall. Kaellian traced his palms over the curves of her buttocks, his finger pressing slightly harder as he spread her open, leaving her exposed and defenseless.

A faint shudder passed through her, a mix of shame and anticipation stiffening her body. Her fingertips dug into the rough bark of the tree, her hips arching slightly beneath his gaze. Kaellian lowered his eyes, dark and heavy, drawn to the glistening nectar between her thighs.

He pressed his hot and aroused p*nis against her entrance, not rushing to enter, but instead rubbing back and forth. The swollen tip slid and ground between her slick petals, each stroke seemed like a silent test, each gentle nudge like a quiet declaration of possession. He made sure she felt every ounce of his fervor and hunger.

Linaelina’s legs weakened beneath her, and she nearly sank to her knees.

“Mmm… yeah…” she whimpered, biting her lower lip as her brows knitted. The shimmer in her eyes had not yet faded, still glistening with unspent tears.

The sensation of being filled, inch by inch, surged through her like a tidal wave, blending sharp pleasure with a dizzying sense of longing. It crashed over her all at once, sending her spiraling into another deep, inescapable abyss.

Kaellian gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath as he slowly pushed himself into her.

“So tight…” he muttered, his voice rough with restraint.

The burning heat of his length sank into her inch by inch, wrapped tightly by her soft and slippery flesh. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment they became one. Rather than moving with urgency, he began to thrust slowly and deeply, each movement measured and deliberate.

Every deep stroke felt like a silent act of possession, while each withdrawal left a lingering cruel temptation. Linaelina shifted her hips in small motions, instinctively trying to match his pace.

The air around them was filled with the mingled scents of her fragrance, his sweat, and the slightly damp earth. Blended with the perfume of blooming pink flowers, it felt like a hidden and untamed feast unfolding deep in the forest on a warm spring day.

As the rhythm gradually accelerated, her once-suppressed gasps turned into obvious moans and sharp, broken breaths. The wet sounds of slick friction and the muffled impact of flesh against flesh echoed through the garden, stirring the fallen petals and making them drift gently to the ground.

The overlapping sounds and scents overwhelmed Linaelina’s senses, driving her higher with every movement. She trembled with shame, but her desire only deepened. Her nectar flowed more freely with each thrust, trailing down the insides of her thighs and soaking the place where their bodies remained tightly joined.

Kaellian pressed against her body, his chest nearly flush with her back. His breath was hot against the back of her ear and the side of her neck, which had already flushed a deep red. One hand wrapped around her waist, then slid upward along the soft curve of her torso to cup her breast. His fingers gently twisted and teased, drawing a long, helpless cry from her lips.

Linaelina could no longer restrain the waves of thrill coursing through her. Each thrust felt like a direct strike to her core, especially when Kaellian struck that sensitive spot again and again. Her awareness began to blur, like a bubble shimmering with color, dreamlike and fragile, threatening to burst at any moment.

Then, Kaellian shifted the angle of his thrust. The new depth struck her inner flesh with sudden precision, and a broken cry escaped her throat. Her entire body shivered as if jolted by lightning.

“No… can’t… haa, haa…” She could barely form complete words. Her voice trembled, wet with helpless pleasure, but her body responded instinctively, tightening around him.

“It’s okay…” Kaellian whispered against her ear in a low, soothing voice. In the next moment, he drove in deeper and quickened his pace with fierce urgency.

Her v*gin* was mercilessly attacked. Waves of pleasure surged from her lower abdomen and spread through her limbs. Linaelina’s fingertips trembled, and her whole body felt as if it were lifted into the air. Every sensation sharpened at once, pushed to the edge of what she could bear.

“Ah… ah, ah… Kai… Kai… ah…” Her voice spilled out in trembling fragments, like torn silk, soaked in broken, breathless pleas.

Kaellian didn’t stop, just leaned down and kissed the back of her neck, murmuring “I am here, Linaelina, Princess.”

Drawn by the steady rhythm of his movements, Linaelina was pushed to the peak of her first climax. Her body trembled violently, and the soft walls of her core tightened around him in a sudden, intense spasm. The pressure gripped Kaellian’s entire length, making him grit his teeth as his abdominal muscles tensed with the effort to hold back release.

Before she could recover from the shudders of release, Kaellian continued to drive into her, deeper and deeper, drawing her fragile body further into a trance and stretching out the aftershocks of her pleasure.

The persistent friction reignited her sensitivity, like embers stirred to life by the wind.

“No, no… not… again,” Linaelina whimpered, barely able to support herself on trembling legs. Her entire body sagged helplessly in his arms, but despite her protests, she responded instinctively. Waves of arousal spilled from her, filling the air with slick sounds and the heady scent of desire.

“It’s okay,” Kaellian said in a voice so soft it sounded like he was coaxing a child. “I know you can still do it.”

It was a tenderness that felt almost cruel, laced with restrained lust and unwavering patience. He cupped her waist and slowly pulled her toward him again, each movement deeper and more deliberate, pushing her limits with every stroke.

Linaelina’ consciousness had long been clouded. The corners of her eyes were red, her lips flushed a deep vermilion, and the waves of release were so intense that she nearly forgot how to breathe. She gasped like someone drowning, but she sank willingly, lost in the endless sea of desire.

When another orgasm came, her body contracted violently in his arms, “Kae…… Kaellian…. ah ah ah…!” After her shrill voice whispered, she was unable to control the eruption, her v*gin*a flesh was wet and slippery but still tightly clasped, firmly encircling him.

At that moment, Kaellian was finally unable to restrain himself any longer. A low, muffled growl escaped his throat as he buried himself deep inside her, releasing everything into the depths of her intense contractions.

The heat of his release spread through her, filling her to the core. Linaelina trembled, and when the tension finally faded, she collapsed into his arms, completely surrendered and spent.

Author’s note: Although this place is usually only visited by Linaelina, the servant gardeners come regularly to trim and clean, so it’s nice and tidy—a shady green spot perfect for (??)