His Devious Love✓(Book 1)

Wedding Night

Annie emerged from the bathroom, the cool night air meeting her skin as she walked down the hallway. Her white nighty clung to her damp body, the soft fabric shifting with each step. She gently rubbed her wet hair with a towel, the rhythmic motion offering a sense of calm after her shower.

As she approached the kids' room, a flicker of concern crossed her mind. The room was empty, and the absence of Seol and Jae tugged at her heart.

"Seol? Jae?" Her voice, laced with a hint of worry, echoed softly in the hallway. The silence seemed to deepen, adding to the unease that was beginning to settle in her chest.

Just as she was about to turn away, a hand suddenly covered her eyes from behind. Her heart skipped a beat, a mix of surprise and curiosity flooding her senses. She instinctively reached up, her fingers brushing against the warm skin of the hand. Recognition dawned-Jungkook.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice tinged with amusement, though her heart raced with a different kind of excitement.

"Don't talk," he interrupted her, his voice a low murmur. He swiftly replaced his hand with a silk blindfold, the smooth fabric cool against her skin. The blindfold was tight but comfortable, plunging her into a world of darkness.

"Jungkook-"

"Shh, I said don't talk, babe." His voice was sending a shiver down her spine. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her neck as he inhaled the scent of her damp hair. His head nestled into the crook of her neck. He took towel from her hand and threw it somewhere in the room.

Then he guided her to their bedroom. He didn't lock the door. He didn't want too. He stood behind her sending shivers down to her spine.

His fingers slid slowly down the straps of her nighty, easing the fabric off her shoulders. The silk brushed against her bare skin, heightening her senses as his lips followed.

He pressed soft, deliberate kisses along her exposed skin, each touch igniting a trail of burning sensation. The nighty slipped further, unveiling her to his heated exploration.

Every kiss was a slow, searing caress that made her gasp and tremble. His touch was a fierce contrast to the cool night air, amplifying the warmth and intensity.

The nighty was on the floor now leaving her naked infront of him . She wasn't even wearing any under garments.

She shivered as the feather brushed lightly against her ear.

"J... Jungkook, what are you doing?" she gasped, her breath hitching as his warm breath tickled her neck.

He murmured softly, his voice a tantalizing whisper. "You like it slow, so I'm making it slow for you, babe."His lips brushed against her earlobe, his teeth gently grazing the sensitive skin.

She could barely hold back a moan as the feather glided from her neck down to her collarbone, its touch electrifying.

"B... but where are the kids?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Jungkook's smirk widened. "At Changmin's place. It's our wedding night, and I don't want any interruptions from that little bodyguard of yours."Her heart raced, and her skin flushed with anticipation.

The feather traced a deliberate path down her chest, making her gasp with each feather-light touch. It danced over her curves, pausing to savor each reaction from her.

The sensation was overwhelming, every stroke of the feather igniting a spark that traveled through her body.

He watched her closely, his gaze dark with desire. "I want to savor every moment, every inch of you."