Flower in the Trap - Chapter 19 – Wandering in the Woods – Part 3 (R18)

The carriage slowly pulled away from the woods. Unlike the journey there, the doors were now closed, shutting out the outside world. Inside, only the sound of their breathing remained.

Linaelina sat, resting in Kaellian’s embrace. She had only intended to rest during the return trip, never expecting this intimate proximity to become another chapter of desire.

Her back pressed against his warm chest, she felt the hot breath on her ear. The hand clasping her waist slowly slid upward, the palm settling on the softness of her breast. The gentle kneading carried an ambiguous, provocative rhythm.

Instinctively, she reached up to stop him. “Kae…” Her voice was hushed, barely more than a whisper in her throat, as if afraid the sound might escape the carriage yet unable to prevent him from hearing her refusal.

“Mm?” Kaellian murmured softly, his lips brushing her temple. His tone was gentle and harmless. Yet the kneading motion never ceased, his fingertips tracing the delicate curves of her chest, sending ripples of fine tremors across her skin.

Kaellian’s other hand slid unhurriedly toward her lap, slowly lifting the hem of her skirt. The fabric gathered in folds above her knees, her bare skin meeting the air and his fingertips. The clash of cool and warmth threw her breathing slightly off rhythm.

“Kae… don’t, not here…” She bit her lip, her voice both flushed and urgent, her palm pressing against his wrist in a futile attempt to halt his encroaching exploration.

Kaellian’s fingers moved with measured slowness, tender yet determined in their search, tracing the curve and warmth between her legs before pausing at the quivering petals.

Simultaneously, his other hand grew bolder upon her chest. His warm palm cradled the soft mound, his fingers circling the bud—gently kneading, deepening the pressure, then easing into tender strokes. Beneath his touch, the tender peak gradually stiffened and swelled.

A wave of desire surged like a fine electric current, rushing from the sensitive, swollen bud at her chest, winding down her spine, and finally gathering silently deep within her lower abdomen. Kaellian’s fingertips merely brushed against the petals, not penetrating, yet like a searing hot stamp, they locked her senses firmly upon that delicate softness, impossible to ignore.

Linaelina trembled all over from the teasing, her slender neck arching back involuntarily as her lips parted slightly, releasing wisps of warm, suggestive breath. She tried to steady her breath, forcing herself to calm down, but the turmoil within her only grew more violent. That desire spread like a burning sensation beneath her skin, layer by layer, leaving her powerless to resist.

Her head tilted back, resting against the hollow of his shoulder. Her lips parted slightly, releasing a soft, trembling gasp. “Uh…”

Kaellian lowered his head to kiss the side of Linaelina’s neck, biting gently while sucking with delicate precision. His palm slid over the trembling curve of her breast, gliding past one full, soft mound before tenderly caressing the other rounded peak. With the same technique, he kneaded and traced the center of the bud.

“Mmm…” Linaelina couldn’t suppress the yearning that rose from her throat. Kaellian’s caresses across her breasts were like pouring fuel on a fire, each touch layering desire within her. Her body trembled involuntarily beneath his touch, her chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. The carriage was suffused with an undeniably charged atmosphere, the unhidden tide of desire steaming and swirling within the dim space.

Kaellian’s fingertips lingered at the cleft between her thighs, not rushing to penetrate, yet clearly sensing the subtle fluttering and the quiet wetness emerging there. It was her body’s most honest reaction—impossible to escape or conceal, leaving her only to let him feel it. Warm moisture washed over his fingertips, accompanied by eager contractions, revealing her desire that could no longer be hidden.

“You’re so wet here, Princess,” Kaellian murmured in her ear, matching the soft volume she’d used moments before, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe.

Coated in her moisture, his fingertip slid slowly upward, pausing just above the trembling bud. It was the most sensitive, most vulnerable spot—the weakest point.

“No…” she murmured hoarsely, her arms wrapping around his shoulders in reverse, her toes instinctively pushing against the floor as she tried to retreat into his embrace to escape. But it was clearly a futile struggle.

Kaellian controlled the rhythm of her body, his fingertips gently rubbing the sensitive tip of her cl*tor*s. That spot had already been rendered extremely fragile by his earlier caresses. Even the gentlest touch sent shivers through Linaelina like an electric current, her entire body tensing. Her lips turned pale from biting down, and she could only stifle the waves of moans rising within her. “Mmm… mmm…”

His movements suddenly grew sharper, the rhythm quickening as his kneading grew more deliberate and skilled. Linaelina couldn’t withstand such stimulation. Her body tensed beneath his fingers, then shook violently. The first wave of climax crashed over her like a raging tide. A sound coiled in her throat, finally erupting into a stifled, trembling moan. “Mmm!”

The sky quietly darkened outside the carriage. A sudden gust of wind whipped through the air, and the first muffled clap of thunder rolled in the distance, perfectly masking Linaelina’s moan. Still caught in the afterglow of climax, she leaned weakly against Kaellian’s embrace, breathing softly as her chest rose and fell. Her skin still carried the lingering heat of passion, her eyes glistening with moisture, her entire being seeming to melt into liquid softness.

Kaellian released the desire that had been building to the point of explosion within his trousers. Hard and scorching, pulsing with urgency, it sought an outlet. His hands cupped her hips and thighs, palms gripping the hollows of her knees as he lifted her slightly. The tip of his c*ck pressed against her entrance, still trembling from her recent climax. Her body tensed, but he held her steady.

“No… wait…” She struggled faintly, her voice trembling.

Yet in the next instant, lightning split the sky, illuminating the edge of the carriage curtain. The deafening thunderclap followed, and right as the thunder rolled overhead, he abruptly lowered her, plunging his burning desire deep inside.

“Ah…!” Linaelina gasped, her entire body nearly jumping up in trembling.

The fiery shaft stretched every inch of her delicate inner walls, the sensation of being filled so complete it felt suffocating. Fullness spread upward from between her legs, even her chest felt stretched taut.

“Mm… ah… so… so deep…” Her voice trembled softly, carrying an uncontrollable quiver of moans.

Raindrops finally fell, sparse at first, then pouring down in torrents. They pounded relentlessly on the carriage roof and windowpanes, their fierce, urgent rhythm like countless delicate knuckles tapping—a wild prelude to the passion unfolding in this enclosed space.

Inside the carriage, Kaellian’s body thrust deeper and deeper, each impact producing a wet smacking sound that echoed the rain outside. The thick, slippery depths swallowed each thrust, the meeting flesh splashing tiny droplets with every impact—like rain falling from the eaves, crystalline, fragmented, yet flowing unstoppably.

Linaelina lay supine atop Kaellian, her legs spread wide and pinned firmly by his knees, leaving her utterly helpless. She could only passively endure each of his deep, frenzied thrusts, her ample breasts rising and falling with his movements.

The carriage jolted over the muddy road, sudden jolts briefly lifting Linaelina’s body before slamming her down, swallowing his hard, hot shaft whole. His glans rammed deep into her core, sending shockwaves through her body as overwhelming pleasure swept over her, shattering her senses piece by piece.

Slap, plop. Wet slapping sounds echoed from their joined bodies. As the rain grew fiercer, the carriage swayed gently with their entwined movements.

“Kae… ah…” Lina’s voice trembled, her words muffled by pleasure, the end of her sentence swept away like a wave crest.

Kaellian growled, his hands tightening around her slender waist. With the next thrust, he pressed down hard, burying himself completely within her hot, wet depths.

Linaelina’s body tensed abruptly, releasing a faint yet heart-stopping moan. She trembled from the overwhelming sensation of being filled, as if every nerve was stretched and saturated by him.

She felt the pulsing veins of his member throb within her, the fiery rhythm like thunderous drums in a storm—wave after wave, beating an unbearable itch into her soul.

Kaellian’s peripheral vision caught the faint lights in the distance, signaling the carriage’s imminent return to civilization. His voice was hoarse and urgent as he murmured, “We don’t have much time left. Let’s do this together…”

His hand slid down from her waist, plunging into their wet, heated union. His fingertips gathered the endless flow of her spring-like moisture, tracing slow, deliberate strokes along the edges of her petals before moving to her trembling, quivering bud.

“Don’t…” Linaelina’s voice trembled, but pleasure crashed over her like a raging storm, sending violent shivers through her body. A single crystal-clear tear escaped her flushed eyes, silently falling into her hair amidst the chaos and ecstasy.

Kaellian’s thrusting hips synchronized with the teasing of his fingertips, the rhythm deep and urgent, forcing Linaelina into the abyss of pleasure. Her body clamped tightly around his heat, squeezing ever tighter. Sweet nectar flowed uncontrollably from her deepest core, lubricating each deep penetration, making their union sweeter and wilder.

Her taut body finally snapped its last thread. In that instant, a silver-white flash of lightning streaked across the windowpanes, illuminating the entwined figures within the carriage. Her suppressed moans and tremors exploded with the thunderclap. Kaellian gripped her lower abdomen, thrusting deep and hard, carrying her to the peak of ecstasy.

The rain continued to patter softly, its rhythm gentler than before, as if it too was lost in the lingering echoes of climax.

Linaelina collapsed exhausted into Kaellian’s arms, her breath slow yet still warm. The steady, powerful beat of his heart transmitted through his chest to her, soothing the turmoil that desire had stirred moments before.

Kaellian held her quietly, his palm gently resting on her lower abdomen. What he conveyed wasn’t seduction, but a calm, profound affection that lingered after passion. In this brief moment of tranquility, he tucked her away into a hidden corner of his life.

Thunder rolled far off outside the window, and the sound of horse hooves reappeared, like a reminder of their return to reality.