Become The Duke’s Wife Or Die - Chapter 77

“Does my body look tempting to you?”  His firm gaze was now weakened, like a worn-out machine.  The memory of last night came back, like the root of the parasite, though it didn’t hurt him.  Her moan and trembling body, the shivering legs from satisfaction, as well as her whimpers that didn’t stop calling his name.

The memories kept replaying, like a brand new cassette.

“Hmm?”  he hissed again, moving his face forward, feeling her breath tickle his skin.  He didn’t mind that she didn’t answer his question, because he knew what her answer was.  “I know,” he said as he put his lips on her, sip it deeply as if to take her soul.

Smiling when her hands rub his back, caress like longing and waiting.

The stinging of the tongues that invaded each other, as well as the tickling sweep at the end of the throat, completely smothered her.

She closed her eyes, went to rub his head as if to smooth it out.  Sometimes she choked when he attacked her throat suddenly as if trying to make her fail to breathe.  Her knees were weak, her body put the burden on him.

Her fist hit his chest when he didn’t let her breathe.  Sometimes she tried to keep her face away, let go of their lips and felt her lungs constrict.  But before that happened, he pulled her back again and smacked her lips back.

“I…” She stuttered under her breath, writhing in need of air.  Her watery eyes showed life again after she exhaled from his lungs, letting her suck them in fully.

His cheeks were too sunken with greed to take her water mercilessly.  His arms locked onto her as he felt her try to get up and leave.

“No!”  He said firmly, devoured her lips again, pulled her even closer, creating boundless intimacy.  The tips of their noses were pressed together, including their teeth.

‘I can’t stop,’ he thought, feeling the endless thirst in his body.  ‘I kept wanting her as if I was starving.’ Devoured her deeper, he tasted her even harder, until then their lips fell off when he allowed it.

Panting, she lowered her head to rest her hands on his chest, catching her breath.

“Never forget our pact again!”  Duke Kleo said, sounding like a warning.  “I will still pay your debt to the owner of the land and buildings.  But in exchange your body and heart are mines.  Do you understand?”  Kissed her cheek, pinched her chin to look up.

Nodding, Lyra blinked slowly.

“Good girl!  This morning I had to remind you by tasting you.  But after this, you have to do it. You remember you’re not going to hold yourself back anymore, right?”

“I’m just a little confused,” she admitted.  “You weren’t by my side when I woke up.  So I  think…”

“What do you think?”  He chuckled, seeing her holding back her moan when he squeezed her.

“Please do not now!  You have to work right?”

“And I will if you accompany me.”  Tilting his head again, looking at her eyes alternately.  “Just for today.  I want to see your sincerity.”

“I don’t hold myself back anymore.”

“You still do it,” he denied.  “Even you tried to push me.”

“That’s because you left me out of breath.”  Her voice rose.

“That’s my goal.”  Stroking her face, playing with her hair.  “I want to make you powerless against me.  I want you to need me, as a first step to love me.”

“Your ways are too extreme.”

“Then don’t you like it?  Even though last night you looked very happy with it.  You even whine at me to keep doing that.”

“Please don’t mention that again!”

“You’re blushing, Pumpkin.”  Kiss and sniff her neck, up her cheek close to the ear.  “Do you want more now?”

“N-no,” Lyra shook her head as she leaned back.  “I don’t want it anymore.  You better get to work.”

“How about a light touch in the morning?  I can please you right now.”  He bit her ear lobe after he finished playing it.

“No!”  Once again she pushed him, her face flushed red.  “Just work!”

Duke Kleo nodded his head, not seeming to mind.  “Okay.  I have to finish my work so I can focus on our engagement party.”

‘Ah, I forgot that we still have to get engaged,’ she thought.  “But didn’t you say we started our relationship from scratch?”  She suddenly remembered about it.  “Then why are you still going to get engaged?”

“The news has spread.  I can’t take it anymore.  His Highness even knew about it.”  He blinked slowly when he saw her sulking.  “You should be fine with that as long as I don’t want to marry you.  Or do you still intend to run away?”

“No!”  said Lyra firmly.  “I have no intention of running away.  I need your help to free my friend.”

“Good!” he nodded.  “I already pleased you last night.  Then do you have any plans to do the same for me?  I need it too.”

She bit her lower lips when he fondled her chest, pressing to reach her cherries.  “Let’s…just talk about it later.”

“Remember that we will sleep together!”  he said.  “I’ll be coming to your room for a while.  Then you will completely move into my room after that time.”  His nostrils traced her neck as if to weaken her again.

“Okay,” she nodded as she pushed him hastily.  “Now get to work!  I will wait for you here.”

“Have you had breakfast?”  As if he didn’t listen to her at all.

“Yes,” she nodded with a frown.  Should he know about that right now?

“Me too.”  Kiss her neck.  “But I still want it again.  How about I get brunch now?  I’m suddenly starving.”

“Is that true?”  Lyra stammered as she got a bite on her neck.  A moan almost escaped from her mouth especially when he slipped under her skirt.  “I’ll call the maid to prepare food for you.”

Once again Duke Kleo pulled her waist to stay on top of his lap, looking at him closely.  His fingers pinch her chin, his lips suck her.  “Why does the maid have to prepare food when I already have it here?”

Her face paled.  Her head was turned from various angles, especially at open windows, making sure no one was passing by or seeing them.  She couldn’t help but feel embarrassed if someone caught them making out, especially after the Wereal residents heard her loud moan.

“Kleo!”  She screeched, as he straightened her neck and buried his face on her crook of the neck, reaching down to the base, feeling her collarbone.  “Do not do this!”  she asked nervously.  “Someone can see us!  Kleo!”

“Then?”  He didn’t even care about her.  Now he was focusing on pulling her dress zipper, making her able to see the beauty and smoothness of her skin.

“So hold yourself back!”  she pleaded, trying to stop him from getting out of control.  “Please!”  Screaming when he devoured her chest.

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