Chapter 120
"... Only I..." — Whispering in a raspy voice, agitated, seemingly gasping for air, The Crown Prince searched for her lips, tempting to give the kiss he’s been desperately longing for. — "Only I, Lady Marianne... Permit me..."
Their lips grazed each other.
Marianne was reacting to his seduction, feeling the warmth of his hands travel through her body... mixed with the thrill his gasping pauses sent as they reached her skin, to then hear the clear lust in the stretched voice leaving those lines menacing to devour her once again... Caused her body to flush from the inside, invoking a fidgety sensation all over her body, running a sudden urge in her lower body... she had yet to experience until now.
’...ah... It’s..... Maybe this is what it feels to be drunk...’
Her legs were trembling as her head felt dizzy by the little stimulation the Prince was somehow teasing her with.
’... Hey...’ — She told him in the deep of her soul, slightly lifting her almost closed eyelids to cast her lovely gaze on the eyes of the owner of those lips she has been starting at... unconsciously... with enormous impatience.
Inadvertently, she tempted him just like he had done, only that the work of her fluttering lashes menacing to graze his anticipating countenance... ended the Prince’s remaining moderation.
Just as he did that night behind the guise of a mascara, Zeleskiaz eagerly pounced on the Lady. Only, this time, fully familiar with the thirst inciting his soul... and freed from the self-imposed hush his voice did not dare to disturb under that thrilling moonlight... The Crown Prince, once again, went onto her to devour such appetising lips, slowly, after calling for her in a murmur.
"Lady..."
Knock knock
The call at the door made them flinch, yet it didn’t stop the Prince.
He went for the kiss, even though the Lady had awoken with the sudden distraction, slightly turning her head to the closed entrance behind her.