The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)-Chapter 636: You need to pay your debt, even to yourself (M)

The moment he pierced me fully, I let out a scream that would wake the Castle if it wasn’t for the noise-cancellation barrier around our bedroom. Along with the voice, my stomach twitched and got covered in white fluid.

"Already?" an amused voice came between panting breaths.

Haa...I knew I was pent up, but I didn’t know it was this bad. But I wasn’t the only one who was pent up, because Natha, with hands still grabbing my waist, slammed me down and thrust at the same time. Again. While I was still convulsing from the climax.

"Ngh--aaah!"

A moan and a gasp broke out of me when my nerves were blazing again before they had a chance to calm down. I grabbed his shoulder hard for purchase, fingers digging into his textured skin as he started to move me in earnest.

"Ha-ah!" I bit my lips and tried to get ahold of myself. But it was a tall order when my body kept bouncing up and down, and he kept thrusting even while doing so, upping the intensity. "Wait--Nat!"

"Can’t."

The slight growl behind his short, breathless response only got my nerves riled up even more. It felt like his voice crawled all over my skin and caressed every sensitive part he could find. His cold skin, on and inside of me, sent waves of delectable goosebumps that seemed to never end.

"Oh, Nat--"

Moans kept spilling from my mouth no matter how much I tried to control myself. As much as I wanted to let go and just let him have his way with my body, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy it fully if my mind was gone. And so, between the exploding pleasure and an effort to keep my mind intact, I held onto his shoulder and bit my lips hard.

"Don’t," his low voice, thick with heavy breath and groans, caressed my lips. "You’ll bleed--don’t bite your lips, sweetheart."

He sounded calm, but his face was far from it. Between the tears pooling in my eyes, I could see his deep frown and squinting eyes, face scrunched in self-restraint. His lips trailed over my bitten pair, giving small pecks until I stopped biting. A moan was ready to slip the moment my lips parted, but Natha sealed them right away, drowning me in a kiss that left me no air to make a sound.

I moaned and screamed into his mouth as his arms held tightly onto my waist and back. He pressed his knees on the mattress and lifted himself slightly--and me with it--before pounding. That was the only expression I could use, because he did. He pounded my inside while eating me up there; sucking on my tongue and exploring my mouth like an adventurer on a ruin.

Oh, he could ruin me however he liked.

When I felt the tiny convulsion about to spread again from my stomach, Natha held me tighter and groaned against my lips, muttering my name with a trembling hiss. "Valen..." he grabbed my waist so tight I was sure there would be delightful marks later, and I felt him throbbing inside of me. "Valen--" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"Aahhh!"

Unfortunately, I couldn’t call him back. All the things that my limp tongue and tensed muscles could manage were moans. My back arched sharply, and if it wasn’t for his arms, I wouldn’t have fallen.

Well...my mind had already fallen. My flickering eyes filled with blinding lights even though the room was dark. My lower back twitched wildly, responding to the throbbing erection filling me with cold liquid. As always, it made me shudder and whimper for a long time, even after release.

"Haa...haa..."

His panting breath swept across my sensitive skin as we collapsed on the mattress. His lips, pressing on my collarbone as we fell, were slightly warmer than before. I returned quickly because of that, grasping his head so I could raise his face.

"Were you...scared?" I asked in a whisper.

His dazed eyes returned to focus, and he shifted slightly so he could hover over me in a more stable position. His brows furrowed again, but different from a minute ago. He looked at me incredulously. "Of course, I’m scared."

I blinked at his exasperated voice. It felt like I was getting scolded, but it was rather funny because we were still connected--he was still inside me.

"I’m worried about your safety when you’re out of my sight," he continued. "I’m scared when you’re not in the same room with me, let alone when you’re not in the same realm!"

Stroking his cheek in a daze, I remembered that he was still in his uniform when I arrived. It was past midnight, and...he was still working?

I cupped his face and looked into the silver eyes. He didn’t need to tell me that he was working not because he had to, but because he wanted to. Because as much as I couldn’t sleep well without him, so did he. Just like how I diverted my mind with all kinds of work, he too, filled my absence with work.

"Oh, Nat..." I pulled him for a kiss. It was frustrating to be apart, and yet exhilarating to know that he was as desperate as me to be together. He held the back of my head and kissed me deeper, swaying our connected hips again. "Ah--husband..."

"Hah!" he let out a half-chuckling half-choking sound, straightening his back while grasping my waist. "You really know how to rile me."

Wouldn’t it be weirder if I didn’t know at this point? We were married and had a child together. Even spending his rut together. I held to his arms and laughed, prompting my stomach to tighten and my back to arch. Natha pushed deeper at that exact moment, and delightful electricity spread all over my body.

Ahh...I didn’t want it to end. I had to get those six days of absence back--and then more.

"You...you won’t let me sleep tonight, right?" I hooked my legs on his waist, holding his arms tightly. "Please don’t stop--haah!--don’t stop..."

"I won’t," Natha replied with a heavy breath, clenching his jaw as he pulled my waist hard toward him, forcing a loud moan out of me. "I won’t come to work if you tell me not to."

Usually, I wouldn’t let him sacrifice his work to cater to my whim--not unless he had allocated time for a day off. But not this time. This time, I embraced the fact that I was the Consort of Greed, and that I have the right over my husband’s time.

Much more than the citizens’ had.

"Yeah, don’t go," I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him into me. "Keep--aah--keep holding me tonight."

It might be my imagination, but I felt like I saw him snarling above me, and it was... exquisite. Ah, it wasn’t bad at all. It never felt bad when Natha suddenly played rough. My heart beat faster and my stomach heated up more when he turned me around to my stomach and entered me again.

Oh, I loved it. I loved looking at him when we made love, but I also loved it when he fucked me from behind. The way his hard curve hit everything extra right was sending my mind into disarray. The good kind. The kind that made me feel like living in a festival full of exploding fireworks and blossoming flowers.

And it was a bonus when he went harder in that position; when he held my arms and thrust deep, hard, like we didn’t have much time. Or when he played with both my nipples and my wet genitals at the same time, making my head go blank that I couldn’t even hear my own scream. Yeah, I was sure I was screaming; whether or not any sound actually came out was another matter.

I remembered throwing my head back as a sharp sensation shot from the depth of my stomach to the base of my skull. Convulsing in his arms, the tingling sensation persisted on the tip of my fingers for a long time. There was no cum or any other liquid; only tears from the overwhelming sensation, which Natha licked off my flushed face.

He’d locked my arms by my side and held my face while filling my stomach full of cum, burying his face on my shoulder while gnashing his teeth, letting out a low moan that only I could hear. Hearing his lust was almost as delectable as feeling it deep inside my stomach, because it was a sign that our night was far from over.

"Mark..." my breath stuttered as I tried to speak something other than moans and whimpers. I gripped his hair and leaned my head against his shoulder, pulling his face down so I could whisper. "Nat--I want you to...mark me all over...as much as you can."

His reply came with a heavy breath. "Bites...haa...can I bite you too?"

"Yeah," my chest heaved with joy at the soft growl I heard behind my ears. "I want them--ahh--I want them to still be there when I...when I leave."