My Fiesty Kitten

CHAPTER 28

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Warning - Slight Smut ⚠️🔞

" T... Tharnn Noooo " Type gulped nervously coz he knows Tharn than anyone else and also knew that a begging won't do anything but trying is good right?

Don't they say ' Try try but don't cry ' Ahh but it doesn't apply here coz not matter how much he try, Tharn is going yo make him cry. Cry in pleasure.

" You know me baby. I won't stop " See. Type knew it. He was right?

" Mine " and here he is the hungry creature nibbling, licking, kissing and latching on him possessively and the only thing Type can do is submit, let his body take in immense pleasure that his boyfriend was giving him. No ... He is not his boyfriend. They are married now.

" Just like our first time " Tharn mumbled against his lips and captured those plump petals tasting the sweetness he craved for longer time, taking time in exploring every nook and craney only stops when his the beauty in his arms furiously tapped his shoulder and even pinched him signalling that he was out breath and Tharn let his wife take breath as he admired the messed beauty in his embrace.

" Mine " he mumbled possessively and again started marking pale and delicate skin of his wife.

Tharn let go of him after a sometime coz Type struggled in his hold and wanted to breath. He was almost limp in Tharn's hold.

Tharn pulled him against him, Type's back touching his chest and head rested on his shoulder.

Tharn secured his hands against Type's slim waist, adjusting their position so he won't slip from his embrace and kissed his bare shoulders as a wide smile spread across his face.

His happiness, His love was there in his arms, just like he wanted him to be.

" Ahh Tharnn " Type yelped when he felt something poking him. He knew what was it and he also knew that Tharn was doing it on purpose.

" What baby? " Tharn asked innocently.

Though Type didn't see his face but felt a soft kiss and a wide smile against his shoulder followed by many wet open mouth kisses with occasional nibbling as Tharn's left hand was slowly stroking his tummy while right one was inbetween his inner thighs making it's way towards the .....

Type gripped Tharn's right hand earning a whinny and hard suck on his shoulder.

Type was sure that tomorrow it'll leave a mark.

" Why? "

" Nooo " Type said adamantly and rested on Tharn's shoulder. Today Chris troubled him a lot and he was dead tired. His body as sore especially his nipples so he wanted to take a relaxing bath.

Knowing Tharn, Type took every precaution, he even locked the room but he is Tharn.

So here he is! Taking every apportunity to get close to him.

" I want it "

" When you didn't? You always wanted it from the moment you claimed me " Type mumbled but loud enough for Tharn to hear.

" But you always refuse me. You even refused at our first time " Tharn complained and Type chuckled.

Coz he did. If he didn't then Type would have three or four kids by now....

Thank god he did refused coz Chris and Tharn are enough for him.

They are like twins and are always after him.

" How can I forget that? You tricked me into submitting to you " Type shook his head and Tharn laughed when they remembered what happened at their first time.

( A/N : For those who were confused after chapter 5. Here is the continuation of chapter 5 )

FLASHBACK

" Okay .... Then .... Let me call Tar. He wanted to see my new condo too " Tharn stood up & was about to go when Type screeched. " Tharnnnn .... You B*stard ..."

" Come .... Have whatever you want .... I'll give it to you .... Don't you dare to go finding it around ..... " Type yelled at him.

" You sure. I mean I can still call him " Tharn teased.

" Tharn, You f*cking a*shole. Come here now or I'll kill you " Type screamed and threw the nearby books at him.

" Oww ... I'm sorry baby " Tharn apologised and dodged all of them while running towards Type.

" You f*cker, just say his name again and I'll show you what I can do " Type said and threw last book at him and it hit Tharn on his shoulder making him groan.

Tharn held Type's both hand, pushed him on bed and hovered over him.

" I'm sorry na baby " Tharn made a puppy face and pecked the lips of his frowning wife.

" How dare you? Pervert " Type thrashed.

" See. You won't even give me a peck. I think I should call Tar " Tharn teased but Type was so enraged that he forcefully removed hands from Tharn's grip and slapped him across the face.

" So you're just here with me for my body " Type yelled and grabbed Tharn's bare shoulders.

But when Type accidentally pressed the injured shoulder Tharn yelped in pain.

" Aaahhhh "

Type immediately let go of it and inspected it. It was slightly red and coz of Tharn's pale skin the bruise was looking really bad.

" I ... I'm sorry, Tharn " Type was really feeling bad. He looked at Tharn who has painful expressions on his face.

" Aahhh, Type, it hurts " Tharn had pained expressions while massaging his shoulders.

" I'm sorry naaa " Type cutely apologised caressing it. He gently pecked his shoulder.

" Is it better now? " Type asked with a cute face.

" Noo, it's still paining here " Tharn made a sad face, pointing at his cheek.

" I'm sorry " Type pecked his cheek.

" One more time " Tharn whinnied and Type obeyed but this time Tharn turned and captured those juicy plump lips he was craving for since felt like forever.

Type's eyes widened. He protested at first while trying to push Tharn so he can sit but Tharn pushed him back and intertwined their hands pressing him on bed.

Type was a bit uncomfortable for first coz of their position but stopped struggling and closed his eyes as Tharn hovered over him adjusting their position.

Tharn smiled in a kiss when Type surender to him. He looked so innocent, eyes closed with labored breathing, red lips tightly shut as if he knew what Tharn was thinking.

Tharn gave a brief peck on his lips and bit his lower lip.

" Open that pretty mouth of yours baby " Tharn mumbled and nibbled his chin making Type shuddered.

Sh*t. Type mentally cursed himself but still he surrendered to him coz he was Tharn. His Tharn. The love of his life.

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