Chapter 168: My Precious Jewel
Samantha bit down on her lower lip as she tried to stifle a moan, and he was making it so obvious that he was deliberately making her feel this way. He knew exactly what he was doing here, and he made no attempt to hide his intentions as he continued to watch her, enjoying every bit of her reaction to the feeling of his knees against her hot spot.
He knew he shouldn’t be doing this, there were a lot of things he shouldn’t be doing when it came to his little lamb, but... damn consequences! He was ready to endure everything and anything as long as he got to keep her by his side. When he figured she left without saying goodbye during the full blood moon, he knew at that moment that he wasn’t ready to depart from her, and when he found her unconscious on the drizzling rain, the urge to keep her under his protection took over, and he knew, he knew at that very spot that he wouldn’t be able to live without her.
So he planned this event, an event to make Maurice stay so he wouldn’t think of leaving with his sister. Since he promised his little lamb he wasn’t going to hurt her brother in any way, he had to come up with a different alternative, another idea that would compel her brother to stay in the Palace with his sister, and as expected, his carefully mastered plan worked. He didn’t orchestrate this event for anything other than to keep his little lamb by his side, and does he regret manipulating everyone else? Nope, not at all.
Samantha could feel warmth spread through her body when his fingers traced the contour of her skin down to her chin, as if relishing on the outline of her face so he would never forget it, and with a gentleness he had reserved only for her, he tilted it up so she could meet his eyes. As he leaned in, Samantha assumed he was going to kiss her again but to her surprise, he placed his forehead against her own, their nose almost touching due to his affectionate display, but his knee was still fixed between her legs. They remained that way for an unknown amount of time, their breaths mingling with each other as they savored the moment that couldn’t be expressed with words alone.
She didn’t only feel desired, she felt his passion embrace her like a warm blanket, so much so that her heart felt like it was no longer alone. She knew she wanted this, but why was she always lost for words whenever he asked her to say them? It didn’t feel right. It felt as though she was trying to avoid a calamity without having any knowledge of what the calamity could be.
"If you leave me, I will die." He confessed, and Samantha’s eyes snapped open at the rigidity of his words. She didn’t seem to have heard it right until he repeated. "If you dare to leave me again I will–" Samantha’s palm immediately covered his mouth, stopping him from finishing his abominable statement, and when he opened his eyes to meet her own, she shook her head, her gaze becoming glazed with emotion.
"You will live." She uttered, sounding firm and confident about that fact, and her gaze softened under his endearment. "You will bring this Kingdom to its glory with or without me. If you say such words to me again I’ll never forgive you for it." She promised, and to her surprise he kissed the palm she had used to cover his mouth.
She almost breathed out her relief when he dropped his knee from her throbbing core. She didn’t know how long they had stayed in that intimate position, but her own legs nearly gave way to the ground if he hadn’t held her up on time.
"Then stay with me." He dropped a tender kiss at the shell of her ear and whispered. "I don’t want this if you’re not going to be here with me."