Eleanor Desires the Ruler

Chapter 13 - An Arid Heart

"Trust me, the pain is only in the beginning" said Arthur.

Eleanor answered, and she shut her mouth with a kiss. Now Eleanor's body was plain, a beauty that made Arthur drunk.

Every inch of his wife's body he sips until it leaves a clear red mark. Eleanor only let out a sigh, moaning with her daddas rising and falling, her stomach occasionally deflating withholding desire. Especially when the husband's head rests in the core and plays the tongue there.

"Akh!" only one word was capable of Eleanor.

Until finally feel a unification that is so great.

"Art," said Eleanor, it hurt so much, she couldn't guess how much her husband had. But it feels full and stuffy.

Darrah Succi is not just about manliness, but rather a white, loving heart.

Like Eleanor was so innocent. They are married, will not damage the Succi darrah itself even though it is related like this.

"Is it really that sick El?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Want to end it?"

Eleanor was only able to shake her head, firmly grasping Arthur's arm as the man began to move. The pain that was so clear at the beginning is now turned into delicious so immeasurable pleasure. The up and down movement made him drunk.

Love does not exist for both of them, but Eleanor's acceptance of this marriage makes her able to give everything. The beautiful woman will try to love Arthur, a sincere love so that Arthur can turn into a human.

While Art, love was never in his plans. But this body immediately became his own opium for him.

As their village was melodiously unpretentious, Eleanor continued to be at the bottom, in the power of Arthur.

Until finally at the top of their game, Arthur let out all that desire on the stomach of the wife who bloomed.

Eleanor immediately closed her eyes when she saw that it was so big.

Heart's beating.

Arthur has lived for a long time, making him so mighty.

Taking out tisue using his tail, Art cleansed the wife's body.

Wraps around his wife's innocent body and hugs her tightly.

"It's amazing El, I want it again."

"Then do Art, I won't ban you."

"Aren't you tired?"

"No, since there's a permatta suci in my body, I've never felt tired again."

"Do El, I want to see you dance too."

Eleanor put on a smile, timidly her body down and fused.

They are the same, they both want, but with different goals. Arthur only wants satisfaction while Eleanor wants more than that, Love.

Morning comes.

The room is no longer formed.

Eleanor was the first one to open her eyes, gasping at the sunlight that was starting to penetrate in.

Last night they opened the balcony of the room and did not close it again, letting the night wind in and adding to the warm union of the two.

Now the morning breeze was back in, complete with warm sunlight.

Eleanor looked up, looking at the sleeping husband's face. Eleanor's left hand went up and stroked the face.

"Art," call Eleanor.

One call alone made Arthur open his eyes. Eleanor was even a little surprised to see him. Arthur has a very sharp hearing.

"Why El? cold?" Arthur pulled Eleanor tighter and tighter, her tail not coming out.

"Have you been up before?"

"Not yet."

"Kok woke up very quickly, but I called you very slowly."

"At the other end of the world, when you call me, I will definitely hear it."

"Lied."

"Right El, because we're already bound by destiny."

Eleanor smiled, returning her husband's embrace.

Arthur did not expect, why it was so easy for this woman to be lied to.

Good thing I found you, if Haldez found you he wouldn't treat you this well.

He peaked Eleanor's head.

There was a sense that his name was dear, yet he realized it was starting to grow in his arid heart.