Son of the Hero King

After an intense kiss, Isis was barely able to huff a thin breath in. Sol’s swollen lips climbed down her chin, then along with Isis’s ear, trailing down her neckline and settling down on her collarbone.

His hot, heavy tongue ravenously gobbled up her soft flesh and sucked and rolled it out of his mouth. Isis’s toes curled with the strange sensation. One part of her wanted to escape, but another, more decisive part was following this strange sensation up a dark and unknown path leading Isis to hug Sol’s neck tighter and hang off of him.

A sticky kiss hit her lips again. A lump of flesh came into her mouth and pulled her tongue. If she tried to avoid it, the more he responded obsessively and persistently followed her. She soon was out of breath again as if she had been fighting for days, and let out a muffled moan through her blocked mouth and nose as Sol sucked up her soft flesh and invaded her mouth deeply and persistently with his tongue.

Sol's earlier kisses had been gentle and caring but now they showed the deep hunger he had for her and Isis felt her heart jump in anticipation when she thought of what he would do to her.

Sol’s lips headed back to the back of her neck by the time her head became mushy and was about to explode. It was full of strange enthusiasm as he licked her as if he was readying to bite her impatiently.

While Sol chewed on her pale, vulnerable neck, his hands moved diligently. One of his hands encircled her, holding her tightly, while another unhurriedly split the soft flesh of Isis’s lips. Then his hand, slippery with her spit, trailed up like a snake looking for its place, found her tongue, lightly pressed it, and twisted it.

“Ahk…”

As Sol slipped between her legs, not allowing her to run away, he slowly stirred Isis’s mouth. While his thick fingers teased her, they swept every inch of her mouth and crushed her tongue as if it was not enough.

All Isis could do was sob and close her eyes, moaning at the unfamiliar sensations of Sol’s fingers that tenderized her flesh.

“Haa…”

Then, with a suppressed groan in Isis’s ear, he began rubbing his sharp nose against her neck.

His erratic motions were as if a gigantic beast was intent on imprinting his body odor on her.

Confronted with an unfamiliar face stained and flushing with passion, Isis’s mouth went dry, and she gulped, feeling parched. Sol took Isis’s hands and restrained them with one of his hands above her head. Sol gave a leery smile.

It was an appearance that she had never seen or could have imagined. It was unbelievable that that pretty and innocent Sol had such a cold smile. He was like a stranger.

As his bright yellow eyes appreciated Isis’s red-hot face, it looked like another person was wearing Sol’s skin.

To receive such a blatant gaze would have been scary if he had been a stranger, but because it was Sol’s familiar face, Isis felt more excited than afraid. As soon as she realized it, she could feel the concentration of her wet arousal pouring over her already soaked underwear and wetting her thighs.

“Sol…”

She didn’t know what she wanted, or rather she wanted so many things but she didn’t know where to even begin. So she raised her chin and called his name anxiously; Sol sighed and grabbed her swollen breast.

Isis twisted her waist at the hot sensation of her sensitive areas rubbing thus by his beautiful hands.

Sol took a big bite of the breast he rubbed in his grasp. Her pointed nipples were crushed in Sol’s mouth. More than a dozen times did he wrap his tongue around the nipple, licked it, sucked it up thickly, and chewed it finely.

“Oooh.”

Even though she had been naked countless times and her body shouldn’t have been affected by the change in temperature, this couldn’t be any more different.

It was exhilarating to feel a chill one moment and then instantly heated up the next moment with Sol’s body heat. Isis couldn’t even think of pushing Sol away for a single second. Instead, she wanted to embrace Sol even more tightly.

“Ahh…”

Isis was confused as to why today she felt so unbelievably embarrassed and twisted her body to hide giving her a vulnerable appearance.

As soon as he saw that, Sol lost his reason and began to covet her soft breasts with both hands. It was like he was a big bad wolf about to swallow whole a gentle like sheep.

He rubbed and fondled her breasts as if he were going to burst. He buried his face in her breasts impatiently and sucked them up, gathered them, grabbed them, and rubbed his face all around them.

When he ate her out, it was as if lightning struck her, but when her breasts were teased, a burning heat spread like the pigment in a watercolor painting. Even though she felt that her breasts were so hot that she thought they were going to melt, his firm grip on her breasts supported them as he held her nipples with his tongue while licking and sucking.

Isis was able to cling to Sol freely with her free hands. Then, without realizing it, she whispered that she felt so good and liked it while breathing in his ears.

Sol’s lips, which moved diligently as if eating delicious flesh, gradually turned downward.

‘Yes. A little lower. A little lower.’

She didn’t know that her heart and ass shivered with longing and an ache. When Isis unconsciously pushed Sol’s head further down his soft, smooth movements of meandering and teasing her flat stomach had abruptly stopped.

“Unn… Please suck it.”

Isis's knowledge about sex might be thin but it was far from non-existent and from the different books she read, there were many little things she wished to try.

Isis couldn’t meet Sol’s eyes, ashamed and very aware of the fact he knew exactly what this situation was. Even though she feared an accusing finger pointing out how lascivious she was and maybe being criticized for being lewd—it was more pressing to relieve her burning passions that were about to explode.

Of course, Sol would never judge her and in fact, was happy to see her positive response. Tearing apart the last bastion that protected her chastity Sol leaned down and took a look at her secret part, causing her to fidget a little.

“Do not worry. It’s beautiful.”

Sol somehow anticipated her question and gave an answer to calm her down. He knew that women attached quite an importance to how this part of them looked and this was even more for those without experience.

Like all his women, Isis’ place was of a beautiful pink with bountiful transparent liquids flowing down from it. A sweet scent filled the air and Sol gulped as he felt his desire to eat her out overflow. Thankfully, there was no reason to hesitate.

“Huh!”

As soon as Sol’s red hot tongue reached her enlarged clit, Isis’s spine curved back, round. Her whole body instantly trembled. At the same time, a lot of slippery fluid poured over Sol’s face.

The sensation of him licking and sucking her most intimate place was terrifyingly overwhelming, a feeling like no other.

‘If this keeps up like this, isn’t it dangerous?’

It clearly felt amazing, but it was such a strong stimulus that she wondered if she could do this. Each cell became sensitive as if it were reborn. To the point where she was trembling from touching his breath.

“Sol—Unnn, lick it gently.”

It was an explicit request, something she would have never thought she would once ask someone. But Sol wasn’t deterred. He knew very well the signs of her impending climax and wished to bring Isis to the peak at least once to facilitate what would happen next.

Without even raising his head at her words, he raised his tongue and persistently licked and sucked out the outer area before once again going back to her pearl and rolling it between his tongue.

Isis was shaking as if I was going to get cramps in her legs because her toes curled up so tightly. Unbearably aroused, she grabbed Sol’s hair tightly in the heat of the moment.

Whether she was pulling or pushing, her arms were full of strength without her even realizing it but once again Sol didn’t falter. He just held open Isis’s thighs with strength and spread them apart for sucking and hastily whirled his tongue and sucked it all up.

In the end, what should happen, happened.

“Ahh~!.”

For a moment, a thrill that could not be compared to the petty pleasure of prior experiences hit her whole body. Her back bent like a bow and trembled in waves of convulsions to the point that afterward, she was surprised she was so flexible.

Raising his upper body, Sol looked down with a smirk as he watched Isis's disheveled appearance while she lost herself in pleasure. It did not need to be said further, but for Sol, the sight of a beautiful woman screaming and losing herself because of him was the most erotic thing possible.

He wanted to do more. So much more, give her even more pleasure until she went crazy. But now wasn’t the time. He wanted her first time to be not only filled with rough pleasure but also gentle love.

Leaning down, he gently caressed her hair and gazed into her hazy eyes,

“From here to here. Give me your everything.”