Temptation Of The Knight ✔

Chapter 39: Content

He couldn't take his gaze away from the raven-haired woman sleeping peacefully beside him. Her raven black hair was strewn across his chest and bedsheet. Her arms were wrapped around his waist, her naked breast pressed up against his sides, and she had a red proud mark on her neck. She was his in this life and the next, if there are any. The female who had been living rent-free in his head for months was now his. His gift from the moon. Nothing but death can now separate them; hell, he wouldn't even let death take her away from him. She was the air he inhaled, the warmth he basked in, and the drink that quenched his thirst. She was his, entire being, mind, body, and soul. And he would risk his life to protect her.

Drazhan lowered his gaze to have a closer look at her. Her smooth full lips opened, a little puffy from the night before but still oh so alluring. Strands of hair were falling over her face, yet she looked appealing owing to the vulnerability he sensed from it. Her skin had a wonderful burnished hue and was covered with love bites that boldly bore his imprint. Goddess, did he feel blessed!

He raised a hand and gently pushed her hair away from her face with his knuckles. He winced as his flesh brushed up against her cheek from the surge of shocks he was feeling. When those exquisite slate blues appeared, he felt his own body heat rise like sparks from an ignition. She seemed drowsy, with sleep written all over her face as she blinked slowly and merely gazed. A smile grew over her face, almost as if the Goddess above felt the urge to drive him down on his knees and down the road of love. Her smile was never the same; it always conveyed a sense of belonging, warmth, and her smile felt like home. Every time they were thrown his way, her smile made his heart skip a beat.

"Hi," He smiled and leaned down to peck her lips. When his slender fingers reached her naked neck, he could feel her tremble under his touch.

"Good morning," she beamed at him and his thumb caressed her cheek. "How are you feeling?" Drazhan inquired, a tiny crimson colour coating her tanned complexion.

"A little sore." He placed his lips to her forehead and she whispered.

"I apologize if I was too harsh." Judith shook her head as he mumbled against her flesh.

"Don't be, I believe I told you to go faster." Judith giggled and a burst of hearty laughter vibrated Drazhan's chest.

"Goddess! You are so beautiful!" Drazhan breathlessly exclaimed as he captured her lip in a heart wrenching kiss. His mouth gladly devoured Judith's moaned. Judith gasped as his hand tightened across her hip. Drazhan pulled back and she whimpered at the loss of contact.

His muscular hands cupped her breasts, evoking a startled gasp from her. He pauses for a second to ensure she's okay, then continues with a nod from her. When she felt something moist slip over her hardened buds, he sank his head down to her chest, the crown of his head the only thing she could see. Her lower lip was sucked in by her teeth. Drazhan licked her breast with his hot, moist lips. She needed to clench her legs together as he was sucking and nibbling at the bud so teasingly. When he swirled his tongue around the pebble, the region between her legs grew wetter and hotter.

When he slipped his thigh between her legs, she felt a rush of adrenaline go down her spine, her hands clutching the bed sheets. Drazhan sensed her excitement and couldn't help but smile contentedly. Her moist folds rubbed against him, soaking with her longing for him.

When she ground herself against his leg, he had to hold back a groan. Her lithe figure swaying and exploiting him for her own pleasure. Her hips rocked back and forth, slowly and painfully. He adored the way he can make his little vixen fidget and crave for him. The way those blazing blue eyes hold him tightly. He rubbed his thumb around her nipple, tugging and squeezing the bud.