Chapter 201: A Bite From Her Thighs (2)
Madeline didn’t need anyone to remind her of the pain it would bring. Yes, it would be painful, but there is a difference between getting pierced by a thorn and Cassian’s fang sinking straight into her skin.
The difference was the pleasure, there’s no pleasure in getting pierced by a thorn, or maybe, the only reason why she doesn’t consider the pain was because the one with the fangs was Cassian? Whatever the case might be, Madeline knew she had to do this to help him receive his strength, so regardless of the pain and pleasure, she was doing it because he needed it.
Madeline’s heartbeat leapt from her chest to her throat when Cassian knelt in front of her. He didn’t even bother to respond to her question and just went down on his knees. His red beaming eyes glanced at Madeline, still withholding himself in case he sensed any hesitation or fear from her body language, but to his awe, she looked rather determined as she stared straight into his eyes.
"Do it." She gave the order.
Returning his coy gaze back to her covered thighs, Cassian lifted the hem of her dress, taking it up until her smooth creamy thighs came into view. The carriage was still riding smoothly down the street, and the Coachman, who was oblivious to what was happening inside the carriage, hummed a romantic tune in the air.
"Hold it." His eyes shifted to the dress he had lifted further up her thighs, and Madeline held on to it, but pulled it down enough for it to cover her underwear. He hadn’t even started, but Madeline could feel her face burning in anticipation.
Tantalizingly, Cassian’s hand slid to her thighs, feeling its warmth, and then he gave it a squeeze, one that elicited a gasp from Madeline, and Cassian’s eyes snapped at her, his head tilted to the side.
"I thought we agreed on no noise making?"
"Then you better stop with the teasing and get to it, fast." Madeline whispered loud enough for him to hear, and Cassian’s lips curved to the side in a devious manner, loving her impatience.