The Eccentric Entomologist is Now a Queen's Consort

Chapter 130 The Passionate Night Under The Stars [18+]

The kiss began as a gentle brush of lips, a hesitant exploration, both of them taking a moment to savor the feeling. Elowen sighed against him, her hands tightening on the front of his shirt, pulling him closer, wanting more.

Mikhailis responded in kind, one arm slipping around her waist, the other gently cradling her face as he deepened the kiss, their lips parting slightly, inviting each other into a more passionate connection.

Elowen's lips were soft, her movements eager but gentle, and Mikhailis couldn't help but lose himself in the sensation. He tilted his head to the side, allowing himself to press further, his tongue brushing against her lower lip before slipping into her mouth. She responded immediately, her tongue meeting his in an intimate, warm caress that had them both shivering.

The heat between them rose swiftly, almost overwhelming. Elowen made a soft, desperate noise in the back of her throat as she moved, her body pressing against his with a need that was as intoxicating as it was demanding.

Mikhailis tightened his hold around her waist, bringing her even closer, his other hand slipping into her silver hair, his fingers tangling in the silky strands as he angled her head for a better kiss.

Their tongues danced, entwining and exploring each other, both of them losing themselves in the sheer intensity of the kiss. Elowen's fingers moved, sliding up his chest to wrap around his neck, holding onto him as if she feared he might disappear. The sensation of her fingers against his skin, the softness of her lips, the warmth of her breath—it all made Mikhailis's mind spin.

Time seemed to blur, the world around them fading into a dim haze, leaving only the two of them, their bodies pressed together, their lips moving feverishly against one another. Mikhailis couldn't remember ever wanting something—someone—so much in his life. He could feel the hunger in the way Elowen kissed him, her need for reassurance, her longing for connection.

He broke away for just a second, both of them breathing hard. He looked at her, taking in the flushed look on her face, her parted lips, her half-lidded eyes. She looked beautiful, radiant, and Mikhailis couldn't stop himself from leaning in again, claiming her lips once more in a kiss that was both fierce and tender.

Their tongues tangled again, each caress a desperate attempt to get closer, to lose themselves in the other. Mikhailis shifted, one hand sliding down to her hips, the other cupping the back of her neck as he pulled her even closer. He could feel every curve of her body pressed against him, the warmth of her skin seeping through their clothes.

Elowen let out a breathless moan, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she pressed herself closer to him, her lips moving feverishly against his. Her hands moved, one slipping into his hair, her fingers gripping the strands as she held him to her. She wanted more—more of this closeness, more of him, more of this moment where nothing else mattered.

Mikhailis felt his heart pounding, his blood roaring in his ears. He moved his lips from hers, trailing kisses along her jawline, down to her neck, his breath warm against her skin. Elowen's breath hitched, her head falling back slightly, giving him more access.

He took advantage of it, pressing open-mouthed kisses against her throat, savoring the softness of her skin, the way she trembled in his arms.

Her hands moved again, one slipping under the collar of his shirt, her fingers brushing against the bare skin of his neck. Mikhailis let out a low groan, his lips finding hers again, his kiss hungry, demanding. He felt Elowen respond in kind, her body arching into his, her fingers pulling him closer, her tongue sliding against his in a way that made his knees go weak.

Mikhailis backed up slightly, leaning against the cave wall, pulling Elowen with him. She followed, her hands bracing themselves against his chest before sliding up to cup his face, her lips never leaving his. She pressed against him, her kisses growing more fervent, more desperate, her need evident in every movement.

The intensity between them only grew, their lips moving feverishly, their tongues dancing together. Mikhailis felt his heart swell with emotions he could barely comprehend—desire, love, the need to protect her, to be with her. It was overwhelming, this feeling of wanting someone so completely.

Elowen pulled away, gasping for breath, her forehead resting against his, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Mikhailis looked at her, his hand coming up to gently brush a strand of hair away from her face. She opened her eyes, her golden gaze meeting his, filled with so many emotions—love, fear, vulnerability.

He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips, and she sighed, her eyes fluttering shut. She pressed her forehead against his again, her hands slipping down to rest on his chest, feeling the rapid thud of his heartbeat.

"Mikhailis..." she whispered, her voice barely audible, trembling slightly.

He looked at her, his eyes softening as he cupped her face, his thumb brushing against her cheek.

"I'm here, Elowen," he murmured, his voice filled with warmth.

"I'm not going anywhere."

A small, fragile smile tugged at her lips, and she closed her eyes, leaning into his touch. Her body relaxed, her fears melting away.

Then finally, she said it.

"Mikhailis..."

"I want to... make love," she whispered.

Mikhailis smiled. And a mischievous grin appeared on his face as he gaze her flushed red face.

"Okay," He whispered, his voice barely audible, his breath warm against her ear.

"Ahhhh!" Mikhailis exclaimed, his thing pulsating inside her, his juices filling her womb.

"Ahh... Mmm..." Elowen moaned, her body shivering, her walls clenching around him, her juices leaking out.

"Ohh..." Mikhailis sighed, his thing pulsating inside her, the warmth of her body enveloping him.

Mikhailis then look at her face.

It was such an erotic face that he bet no one in this world would ever see such a cute face of her.

Her tongue is stuck out, her eyes are rolled back, her body is twitching and trembling.

"I'm not going to stop yet,"

And then, she got put down.

"Eh? Ahh! HUUGH!"

Elowen got surprised.

Mikhailis then took her stuck out tongue, and suck her tongue while he's still pounding her.

"Hmmmm..." Elowen's moans were muffled.

Her tongue was then sucked hard.

"Mmmphhh! Mmm..."

Her tongue got sucked like a lollipop.

"MMmhh!! S-slow dowwwn! I caaann't..."

Elowen's body is shaking violently.

"Nnnnnghh..."

Her whole body is twitching.

"Ahh! Hah! I'm co-commingggg!!!!!"

"Cum for me. Let it all out, Elowen. Let me hear your lovely voice."

"UUUUUU!!!!!"

Elowen came again.

"Mikhailisss!! I love youuu!!!"

"I love you too, Elowen,"

They continue for about four hours, to the point that they lost their consciousness in exhaustion filled with sweat and love juiced covered all over the place, making a puddle around them.

But they are safe because of the chimera ants guarding the perimeter, and some of the chimera ants are so considerate, perhaps commanded by Rodion, to gather some soft leaves and grasses and make a natural bed, which Mikhailis and Elowen unknowingly laying on.

The stars became the witness of the two royals of Silvarion Thalor bonding before the starry skies in a very hot, and passionate night together.