Chapter 29: Shamless Husband*
He turned around casually, but internally he was suppressing a tremendous wave of heat that ravaged his veins, laying on the left side to face her, his fist rested under his temple again, and a wicked demoniac light of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"You are evil!" She shot the words as she felt his beautiful mouth close to her ear. His warm breath brushed on the shell of her ear, tingling her skin and calling to a storm of yearning inside her.
"I never said I’m not." His voice was a soft growl, making her moan in her head. This beast was going to start a new torture. A delicious torture indeed that would take her everything to defy it. She bit her lower lip to push down her desire to kiss him. A knot formed in her stomach.
"Through this mark, I can hear your thoughts which are directly related to me, or address me. Like you talk to me in your mind, secretly."
Her stomach burned in both shock and anger. How could he? Ren let out a cold breath, not knowing to be hurt or relieved that he couldn’t entirely hear every damn thing she said in her mind about him. She cussed too which meant he had heard. She complimented... oh gods, he knew. This mischievous evil smirk on his face meant he was aware of all of it and enjoyed teasing her or somehow retaliating against her.
"And?" She purred, trying to hide the shiver in her hands as embarrassment already choked her.
"Soon, you will feel a strong sensual pull that brings you down on your knees to beg me fuck you, to kiss every corner of your body, to kiss and suck your inside so hard and never let go till you come and shiver under me." His free hand moved up, his knuckles gently brushed against her smooth skin, making her spine arch a little. Fuck! She was burning, and the heat inside her was rolling in her veins like lava, this man was capable of taking her to hell and stealing her innocence. She was so overwhelmed that she couldn’t even lift a finger and push him away.
"You’ll plead with me to touch and lick every corner of your beautiful skin and play with your clit until it is wet and slick for my cock, you will want my tongue..."
"S...stop... saying that...knowing what I want..." She breathed heavily, her hackles rising, instinctively, her forefinger resting on those attractive full lips that begged to be kissed so hard, stopping him in his tracks before she would pounce on him. She was doomed. This bullying husband of hers was just a sweet, gorgeous punishment for a sin she hadn’t committed.