The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)-Chapter 635: Role play is the best foreplay

Two teleportations in a day was not something I would recommend people do.

I had to bend my trembling knees and manage my breath for a while. I swore I wouldn’t go near an amusement park for the next year. Jade even patted my back in response, cheering me up.

But it was fine! Just by inhaling the air of the Castle, I was already fine!

I looked around the room, finding shelves filled with baby paraphernalia and gifts from people for Shwa. Since my last teleportation happened during a meeting, we decided to place the token in a room instead. Coincidentally, we had a room with enough space that was already being protected by all kinds of formations: the nursery complex.

Of course, I didn’t want to accidentally wake up Shwa during my teleportation, so we decided to keep the token in the baby storage room. Actually...it was more of a baby treasure room, seeing all these luxurious gifts lying around.

[Home!]

"Jade, keep quiet, okay? It’s late already," I put my finger on my lips, and Jade clasped its beak while nodding.

[Okay]

It was already midnight here--past that, actually. I was sure even the Lord himself had gone to bed. Shwa would probably wake up in an hour or two, but that was why we didn’t have to surprise him deliberately. Let’s not disturb the nannies’ shift.

"Jade, go and stay with Shwa tonight," I whispered while patting my cloak and making sure I was presentable. "I have a secret meeting with Natha."

The little bird touched my cheek while letting out a whiny sound. [Jade can’t go to Papa?]

"In return, you can sleep with Shwa since you’re in a bird form already."

[Really?!]

"Here, let me purify you," I raised my hands and cleaned both of us of any possible dirt--even though we had just a long, fragrant bath a few hours ago.

[Yay!]

"Ssh!" I pressed my lips and clasped the beak before we both giggled, and I placed a short kiss on the green head. "Sweet dream."

[Sweet dream, Papa!]

I watched until Jade disappeared inside the nursery, slipping through the vent on top of the door. But well...

I didn’t have any intention to sleep tonight.

Once again, I checked myself through the reflection in the window, and carefully approached the master bedroom. Very, very carefully, I pushed the door open, making sure it didn’t creak. Naturally, it was dark inside; the only light came from the flame blazing in the fireplace.

I took a deep breath, and instantly, the familiar scent and cold mana filled my senses. A smile bloomed on my lips instantly as I tip-toed toward the bed. Thinking about surprising Natha, I pressed my lips to prevent a giggle from coming out, but a yelp escaped them when I felt something cold touch my jaw from behind.

"What is this?" a low voice that made my stomach somersault touched the back of my ear. "A thief in a Lord’s bedroom? How daring."

A cold hand grabbed my jaw, tight enough to freeze me but not enough to hurt me. If I told you I had goosebumps all over my body, would you believe me?

Oh--wasn’t this exciting?

"What a lousy security you have, my Lord," I took a deep breath to calm myself. "To think that this lowly thief could easily enter."

As a response, the cold hand proceeded to caress my cheek and rubbed my lips. "Hmm...it seems like my security system is weak to a pretty face."

"What about you, my Lord?" I leaned back and tried to turn my head. "Are you weak to a pretty face?"

"Not particularly," rather than letting my head turn, he turned my entire body instead so I could finally see his face, the cold silver eyes that scrutinized me deeply as if I was truly a random thief. Again, his hand touched my face, but not in a loving way. Rather threatening, actually--reminding me of the first night we met each other in this world. "But it’s quite hard when the face is very similar to my husband."

Oh, my...

It was so hard to keep my throat from bobbing--much less for my voice to keep steady enough for the charade. "Are you trying to flirt with a thief, my Lord?"

"What a pickle," the silver eyes narrowed. "This face is too pretty to be shoved into a basement, so I’m trying to think of a different punishment."

Don’t hyperventilate...don’t hyperventilate...

"Will it be painful?" I bit my lips. It was hard keeping in a moan when he was still in his black uniform.

"I’m not sure," he said in a contemplative voice. "I can’t bear to hurt my husband."

I tilted my head. "But am I not a thief?"

"You are seducing me now, thief?" he grabbed my waist and pulled me harshly--deliciously.

"Aren’t you flirting with me first, my Lord?" my hands found their way to his chest, fiddling around the golden buttons of his coat. Seducing wasn’t my strong forte, but there was no harm in trying. "Or...are you afraid your husband might find out?"

The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. "I think so."

I stood on my toes and leaned more onto him, dropping my voice into a whisper. "Why don’t you call for your husband then? Perhaps he’d like to join us?" circling his neck with my arms, I tilted my head, looking up through my eyelashes. "Wouldn’t you like it, my Lord? Having two pretty faces servicing you?"

He frowned. "That is impossible."

"Why?"

"I could barely satisfy my one and only husband," he snatched my waist and shoved me to the bed, prompting a yelp to escape my lips again. "I could not possibly deal with two."

I laughed and watched him taking off his coat above me, quelling the bubbling lust by biting my lips. Before the rustling sound of his coat hitting the floor reached my ears, he was already filling my vision with the handsome face that constantly filled my mind that day.

"What a naughty thief," he spoke with a low voice, making my waist tingle and my back arch on its own.

"Yeah," I managed to reply, even though it was getting harder to breathe. "I came to steal your heart."

"That is also impossible," he said solemnly.

"What?"

In response to my frown, Natha held my hand and pressed it against his chest. "You cannot steal something I already gave you."

"Oh, Nat..."

I really couldn’t win--and who cared about winning anyway. Just being able to pull him close and kiss him, feeling the cold enveloping my whole body...it was already a win.

Slowly, softly, we savored the taste of our touching lips. How long had it been? A week? A year? A lifetime? It didn’t matter. The moment I touched him, the moment I felt his lips, nothing felt enough.

This kiss, soft and slow and delicate like an appetizer, was not enough.

Oh, fuck it!

I grasped his hair and deepened our kiss, licking his lips and pushing it past his teeth. As our tongues intertwined, I yanked his shirt open. Whatever--he had a lot of them. Natha cared even less about the clothes I had chosen to look all pretty, shredding it the way he did when he was in a rut.

Oh, what a promising start. Perhaps he felt the lust inside me that even made me bypass the chance to look at Shwa before coming to him. Or...perhaps, he wanted to devour me before I remembered that I had a son.

Just equally wonderful.

When my top disappeared, I pushed myself up to straddle his lap and pressed my knees to the mattress, making it easier for my pants to come off. Impatiently, I grabbed his hands and brought them to my rear, feeling my breath hitched just from the cold touch.

"Hurry," I whispered while pouring viscous liquid from the tip of my finger, letting it drip into my hole. "Hurry up."

"Can’t even wait to take a bottle from the nightstand?" he chuckled while biting my lower lip.

Said someone who just literally tore my clothes to shred.

I grabbed his face and stared into the silver eyes. "Quit your yapping, Ra Natha. Use that mouth for better things."

He stared at me quietly for two seconds before clenching his jaw and jamming his wet fingers past my entrance.

"Nggh!" I shuddered from the cold feeling, and then shuddered more from the light growl coming behind his teeth.

"Haa...it’s so damn sexy when you call my full name like that."

Was it? Whatever--I was just glad he used his cold lips to play with my nipples. They were so itchy, longing for his touch. I couldn’t do it myself with Jade always there in the bathroom with me, and even if I found a chance...it didn’t feel the same. It didn’t give me the tingling sensation that crawled all along my spine before settling beneath my abdomen.

"Mmh..." I bit my lips when he sucked on them one by one, making them red and swollen as if milk could come out of them anytime.

If only they really could.

As if sensing my disappointing thought, the silver eyes flicked up, staring at me sharply. I jolted, both from the stare and the fingers pressing my inside. I gasped and hugged his head, pressing his mouth onto my chest. I could feel his smirk on my skin, and my chest trembled in laughter.

Oh. At least I could feed my husband.

I pulled back slightly, feasting on his face with a flushed face. Breathlessly, I whispered in a trembling voice. "I missed you so much."

With a desperate sigh, he grabbed my waist. "Sweetheart, you have no idea..."

And pulled me down all the way.