Predatory Marriage

Predatory Marriage — Chapter 6. Long, Restless Night (1)

As their tongues intertwined, his hands slid down her body and wandered about. Unlike the rough kiss, his caresses were surprisingly gentle… almost soothing. Perhaps, because he knew that no matter how sharp-tongued the woman in his arms was, she was still indisputably innocent.

Breaking the kiss, his tongue swept her earlobe while one of his hands started its impish descend. From the hollow of her neck to the sides of her torso and finally cupping her heaving breasts… Instinctively, Leah stiffened at the foreign touch and braced her body for what’s to come—the man tightly gripped the cloth separating his palm from her nakedness and without hesitation, ripped it off.

In split seconds, Leah’s peaks were exposed. Meeting the cold breeze, cold, pink buds stood upright on her perky mounds. The man’s eyes danced over them and soon, much to her bewilderment, he emitted a soft laugh before mumbling, “Cute.”

Her small breasts didn’t even amount to half of his hands, yet he played them eagerly as if he was rewarded a funny toy. Her skin tightened under his wicked touch… The rosy buds were locked between his fingers—he rubbed them in circles, pinched them even as he pleased so.

Suddenly, his mouth moved to the side of her neck, where her pulse raced and jumped—he tasted and nibbled hungrily. She gasped, her lips parting as she struggled to regain her normal breathing. Nonetheless, the heart that raced against her chest seemed to have escalated its notion. She couldn’t help but grab the man’s thick and broad shoulders while he touched her to his content.

It was not long until her sensitive body had started to react to the several stimulations he was feeding her at once. Her shoulders trembled as strange feelings roused from his generous fondlings. It was somehow similar, yet different, from the feeling of being tickled.

However, she rather felt bothered of the tingling sensation stemming from only one of her mounds—the man had persistently touched her left breast and left the other unattended. An indistinct sound escaped from the depths of her throat as she muttered, “Uh… Why… Only that side…”

“No whining. I’ll get to that side in a moment.” He muttered in a slight purr. Even in this heated moment, the man never ceased in teasing her—in all certainty, she did not whine!

But what smart retort she was about to hurl died in her throat for he soon started to suck her flesh hard and stopped only until was stained red. It was his mark—staking his claim on her. Tonight, she would be no one else’s but his…

The last place his lips reached was her right breast. Her body bent backward as his warm mouth suckled her mound hard. He held his hand firmly on the small of her back so that she couldn’t get away.

He gently teased her nipples with his soft tongue and gnawed with his canine, causing a slight pain. The scandalous sounds of licking and sucking filled the once quiet chamber.

The lower part of her body began to throb. To conceal it, Leah had gathered her legs together—or at least, had tried to. Before she could close her parted limbs, the man’s hand dug between her thighs and told her sternly, “This must be wide open.”

A short moan escaped her lips and Leah quickly held his tongue. She couldn’t believe the sound that had just come out of her. His glowing golden eyes thoroughly stared at her, watching as she slowly became aroused. Overwhelmed with the heightened senses, she hoisted her nails on his shoulders and kept her eyes closed.

However, at the next moment, Leah’s eyes flew wide open. She felt his hand grasped her nether part which was still covered by a thin cloth. Her body resisted, but the man did not have the slightest intention to let her go. Instead, thick fingers caressed her from the outside, causing a responding streak of pleasure zipped down inside her… The world slowed to a crawl as she found herself experiencing a foreign, enticing desire.

“Let’s start it lightly for now.” Leah looked at him quizzically, and he answered with something that took her breath away. “Have you tried masturbating?”

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At the question, she felt dizzy for a moment. He is truly a barbarian who doesn’t adhere to any culture…!

She managed to swallow the bitter words that nearly passed her lips. Unable to come up with anything to say, she could only shake her head.

“That’s a shame. It would be nice to poke this with your little fingers…”

“…” What a scoundrel! Leah wanted to make him shut his mouth which spits out nothing but obscenities. Yet, she was incapable of doing so as her mind kept drifting to the fingers that had relentlessly stroked the top of her thin underwear.”We can do it the next time… but for now,” He smiled and smacked his lips into her ears. “I’ll make you feel good.”

The man’s voice sank lower than what she could have imagined was possible. He tightened his arms around her. Upon contact, his skin felt firm and hot…The finger that was teasing her covered flesh gradually started to rub hard making delicious friction come alive.

Swooping his head down to hers, his lips captured hers and tongue trusted repeatedly, dancing a sensual rhythm.

From the moment they started, he didn’t take his eyes off Leah. He watched her submit to his touch. And surely, with her senses drowned in pleasure, her underwear had started to become wet. The damp cloth clung to her damp folds, tracing its slit.

Her strained thighs convulsed. The firm heat in her lower region kept fluttering and tingling. Having enough, he swept her drawers aside, revealing to himself the plump nether lips beneath. Then, a hard, foreign object touched her entrance and penetrated it…

His middle finger dug deeper in her wet crevice; deep until his palm was almost flat against her heat. She felt it all—his finger slowly entering her walls and stretching her formidably.

“Ah…!” Leah was startled and pulled her hips back—a wrong move as the man, disliking her resistance, captured her hips again and stabbed his thick finger deeper instead.

“Ho—hold on…” Her speech turned into a stutter, as he floundered through the narrow interior. Wet sounds of his fingers gliding against her quim was heard, making her cheeks burn.

Soon, his fingers, which had been slipping in and around her red nether lips, started to curl, earning a muffled scream from Leah. She let out a moan. “Huh, uh, ah, wait, stop, uh…….”

But as he did from the beginning, he did not heed to her at all. Stubbornly, he poked her insides faster and rougher.

Leah, twisting around, looked at the man and met his golden orbs. A deep crease formed between his straight and thick eyebrows as he noticed a fat tear that rolled down her cheek. He whispered, sweeping the corners of her eyes with his free hand.

“Why are you already crying? We have not yet started.” A wave of passion swept over his sunken golden eyes which promised one thing—a long, restless night.

This chapter has not been translated by NovelUtopia, we have picked up the novel from chapter 69.

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