Flower in the Trap - Chapter 16

The night was quiet, and the candlelight flickered gently, casting the intertwined silhouettes of two figures onto the silk bedding.

Kaellian looked down at Linaelina, his gaze dark and burning with intensity.

Earlier that evening, the man who had welcomed them at their lodging appeared once more, bringing food and hot soup. Linaelina smiled and said, “These are all my favorites. Thank you.”

He returned her smile with gentle warmth, then added thoughtfully, “Please eat slowly, Your Highness, or your stomach might trouble you again tonight.”

His familiarity with Linaelina, the way he spoke to her with such ease and intimacy, stirred a raw sense of possessiveness and jealousy within Kaellian. He knew, however faintly, that these emotions were irrational and dangerous, yet he couldn’t suppress the burning envy rising in his chest.

His fingertip slowly traced the line of her collarbone. The touch was soft, but it carried an unspoken intensity, leaving behind an invisible imprint on her skin.

He lowered his head, lips brushing lightly against the curve of her neck as he reached for the ribbon at the front of her chest. He untied it slowly, revealing her snow-pale skin in the gentle glow of candlelight. Linaelina tensed, the night air brushing across her chest and drawing a faint shiver from her. She instinctively reached out to shield herself, but Kaellian caught her wrist and gently pressed it to her side.

In his mind, the image of the other man lingered, replaying over and over. He couldn’t help but wonder how things had been between them. On the days he wasn’t around, had that man also looked at her with admiration? The thought sent a restless irritation crawling up his throat, sharp as needles.

His fingers traced the delicate curve of her shoulder and chest, and his kisses deepened, edged with something more primal, possessive, almost punishing. He pressed his lips to her collarbone, firm and deliberate, leaving behind marks that belonged only to him.

He wanted her to burn for him, to tremble beneath his touch. Only then could he quiet the bitter unease clawing at his chest.

Kaellian lowered his head once more, his lips trailing slowly along her skin, feeling the warmth rising with her faint tremors. His tongue glided downward, pausing at her chest as if waiting for her breath to guide him.

Linaelina gasped between quickened breaths. “Kai… Kaellian? Ah…”

He took the soft, rounded peak into his mouth, his tongue circling it slowly, drawing delicate arcs that blended warmth with damp heat. Under his practiced touch, the pale pink bud gradually swelled and stood erect, like a night-blooming jasmine, shyly blooming under the coaxing of passion.

Linaelina’s breathing grew shallow and uneven, her chest rising with each quickened breath. A faint flush spread across her skin. She bit her lip in an attempt to muffle the sounds escaping her, but the soft, trembling gasps slipped from her throat despite her efforts.

She instinctively pressed her legs together, trying to conceal the growing dampness between them but the movement only heightened her awareness of it. That soft, sensitive v*g*n* trembled faintly, aching with anticipation. It was a shy yet unmistakable emptiness, silently pleading to be filled.

Desire and embarrassment tangled within her, yet she couldn’t resist the gentle, layered caresses. That heat, like a rising tide, slowly eroded the edges of her self-control, while Kaellian, without a word, unraveled her resistance, guiding her step by step toward surrender.

His lips continued their descent, leaving behind a trail of scorching kisses along her delicate abdomen, like scattered sparks setting fire to her skin. As he neared the inside of her thigh, Linaelina tensed and instinctively tried to close her legs, but he parted them with ease.

He lowered his head to her most delicate place, his tongue moving slowly yet deliberately, tracing over the quivering folds with gentle precision, like coaxing a shy night flower to bloom. Sweetness welled up from within, soaking his lips with her warmth.

A shiver ran through Linaelina’s body as if jolted by a sudden current. Her head lifted sharply, exposing the graceful curve of her pale neck beneath the moonlight, while her waist arched instinctively in response.

“Ha… Kael… No, not there… it’s not… okay… Ah…” Her voice trembled like feathers caught in the wind, spilling from her lips in breathless fragments.

Kaellian crouched between her legs, his arms tightly embracing her thighs like shackles. His tongue penetrated her v*g*n*, inch by inch, caressing every crease delicately.

A It was a gentle yet overwhelming intrusion, a silent yet sharp possession.

Linaelina’s hands reached for his head, as if to push him away, but her strength failed her. Instead, her fingers tangled helplessly in his hair, gripping tightly as waves of sensation overtook her. Her breath came in short, trembling bursts, her abdomen lifting and falling in rhythm with his every touch.

“Ah… don’t… don’t lick… Kaellian… ah…”

Her voice broke apart, scattered by the surging pleasure. Her arching foot trembled, toes curling involuntarily, as if her entire body were drawn taut—like a silken thread stretched to its limit, trembling on the verge of snapping.

And Kaellian held its end, drawing it tighter with every motion.

Her body was overtaken by waves of pleasure, radiating from her lower abdomen and spine out to the very tips of her limbs. Every inch of her skin felt as though it had been kissed by fire, burning, trembling, and so sensitized that she could find no refuge.

“Ah… Kai, Kai… mmm…” Her voice turned breathy and unfocused, like a wind chime swaying aimlessly in a thick fog, delicate and directionless.

The delicate opening between her legs was drenched with moisture under his tongue’s caresses.

Kaellian took the small, sensitive cl*tor*s into his mouth and sucked on it gently. Linaelina’s entire body jolted in response, heat rushing through her like a spark to dry tinder.

“Ah… ah…” Her moans poured spilled out in waves, and her honey juices flowed uncontrollably.

The climax struck before she could brace herself, sudden, consuming, crashing over her in wave after wave, like a tide that refused to recede.

Kaellian looked up, his gaze drawn to her face, flushed with desire and softened by heat. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and her damp lashes fluttered faintly.

He leaned forward and kissed her. Their lips met, tongues entangling slowly, sharing warmth and breath. As the kiss deepened, his arousal pressed against her slick entrance, hot and unyielding. Linaelina tensed, sensing what was to come. Her breath hitched, and her body stiffened instinctively. She placed her hands against his chest, whispering, “Wait…”

Kaellian didn’t stop his movements. His hot p*nis moved across that wet area, covered with her nectar, and drove straight in. Linaelina trembled as he entered her, and a soft, satisfied moan slipped from her lips.

He let out a low laugh and spoke. “It feels too good… what are you waiting for?”

Linaelina’s eyes were misty, and she couldn’t stop panting, unable to even react with embarrassment.
Kaellian chuckled softly, one hand supporting her lower back while the other caressed her soft breasts. His thumb gently stroked the bud that had been erect for so long, then he lowered his body and slowly, slowly buried himself completely inside her, beginning a steady rhythm.

She let out a muffled groan, her hands clutching tightly onto his back, her fingertips digging into his muscles. “Ugh… Kai… slow down…”

Kaellian gritted his teeth, struggling to suppress the overwhelming urge to release. She was too tight, her flesh clinging to him as if memorizing his shape. Layers of softness wrapped around him, tempting and tormenting all at once.

He lowered his head to kiss her, his tongue intertwining with hers, stealing her breath and trembling moans. His lips trailed from her hairline to her earlobe, collarbone, and chest, while his hips moved steadily, each stroke firmer than the last, like waves building upon waves, relentlessly sweeping over her.

Her waist quivered with pleasure, her abdomen tightening, and the slickness between them made their connection wet and sticky.

“Slow… ah… no, I can’t…” she pleaded in a soft, sobbing voice, so delicate it seemed on the verge of melting.

The impending climax grew more intense, and Linaelina’s movements were no longer guided by thought but by pure instinct. “I… I… need… ah… now… I’m… coming…”

“Give me everything, Linaelina… all of you. I want it all,” he rasped, each thrust sinking deeper, wrapped in her warmth.

“Ahhhhhhh…” Linaelina finally let go of the pleasure that had been building inside her. Her spring-like essence gushed from deep within and splashed against Kaellian’s tip.

Kaellian’s temples throbbed, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he groaned, intensifying the pace.

Linaelina’s eyes widened. “No…” The heat and pleasure surging through her body made her tremble with fear. “No… I, I still…”

The climax had yet to fade, and her body, trembling and helpless, was driven once more to scale another crest of ecstasy.

Kaellian panted heavily, sweat trailing down his cheeks. His hands clutched her waist tightly, as if afraid she would shatter from the force. “It’s so tight… I can’t hold back anymore.”

His thrusts grew rough, no longer gentle but wild and unrelenting, as if he wanted to carve himself into her very bones. Her body rocked with every impact, each wave threatening to drown her all over again.

“Um, I… ah… aahh…” She tensed, but the moans still escaped, rising uncontrollably from her throat.

He moved as if he would crush her, his motions relentless as he struck that sensitive spot again and again.  That overwhelming closeness, that fierce union, carried them both toward the edge.

Sweat, heavy breathing, and the sounds of their lovemaking blended into a quiet rhythm in the night. They held each other tightly, unable to tell who was leading and who was following. When it was over, only warmth remained between them, like soft embers, burning away the last of their strength, yet leaving them completely content.