Chapter 66
Sickly? Husband's Contractual Wife
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Chapter 66
Surprised by my actions, his lips opened and I boldly pushed my tongue in. The taste of the alcohol I just drank was surely conveyed to him.
â¦And hereâs the liquor I couldnât drink earlier.
My lips clung to his more tightly as I pulled him in more.
With my arms persistent around his neck, I coveted him deeper⦠deeper.
Ah, itâs delicious⦠deliciousâ¦
The liquor was fragrant and sweet. Even as I drank over and over, I felt even thirstier than before.
Ah, just what was in it?
Itâs a homemade alcohol, but maybe it had a magic spell cast on it that I didnât know?
As I clung to him with my eyes closed, I opened my eyes slightly.
The man, who was helplessly devoured by me, had his eyes opened wide as if he was endlessly shocked.
When our eyes met, the flames behind those eyes burned a little brighter, a little more splendidly.
âWhat is it.â
Whatâs wrong with him? Whatâs wrong with his eyes? He was staring at me with a look Iâd never seen on him before.
The arm next to me had its veins sticking out clearly. He seemed to be enduring with all his might.
How annoying.
I reached down with one hand and caressed his side. The body that trembled for a moment came closer to mine.
However, any chance to think soon disappeared.
âAh!â
The hand that was behind my neck strongly pressed the back of my head.
His lips had never left mind, and they drew in closer, intertwining so closely that not a sheet of paper would be able to pass between us. This was an entirely different situation than before. The one leading had changed.
âH-Huh?â
At that moment, a light flickered in my head. The only thing I could feel was the frenzied atmosphere, only the rough breathing that went back and forth.
The bodies so close together were scorching. It was as if I had entered a volcano just before its eruption.
Amoide, me as well. Everything was too frenzied.
I couldnât cross my knees because of the hem of my dress, and so it was pushed up my thighs.
Plik, plik.
All that I could grab was his shirt.
I pulled as though my life depended on it, and the buttons that were torn fell to the floor.
I untied all the strings keeping his collar closed and loosened them all.
Because of that, a wide, broad chest could be seen after the shirt was opened entirely. It was a breathtaking sight.
âWhat are you so surprised about.â
ââ¦â¦â
âYou did this.â
His hot breath blew against my ear.
I flinched and pushed him away, but he followed and pulled harder.
âUh, wait, Amoide. Iâ¦â
âWhy? Itâs come to this point, but are you scared now?â
The sound of his hushed chuckle tickled my ear.
I pulled and twisted away, but it wasnât easy to escape because of him pressing down on me.
I was so drunk that I couldnât control my body well, and all the skin that could be seen that wasnât covered by my dress was red.
âTell me. If you say something now, you can put a stop to this.â
Really? I wanted to ask this, but somehow, my mouth wouldnât listen. Actually, itâs because the answer was scary.
âWhat if he really stops?â
I couldnât think of anything else. That was all that was in my head.
ââ¦Tell me.â
But why are you clinging closer to me, rubbing your body more against me when youâre urging me to speak?
The sensation beneath soaked clothes was bizarre, strange. It was something I had never experienced before.
âA-Amoide. I, Iâ¦â
At that moment, I was so confused about what I should answer, and his gaze met mine as he looked at me from above.
Beneath the beautifully scattered moonlight, those dangerous eyes stared at me.
His eyes were like blades. Thoroughly sharpened, ready to cut me.
They were blue, but somehow, it seemed as though his eyes burned red at this very second.
Flames of passion burned within. Such a thing could be seen.
There was a moment of silence, then he moved slowlyâaway from me.
I quickly reached out and pulled his shoulder, and so he couldnât move away anymore, stopping where he was.
I placed my lips over his ear and whispered in a low voice.
âI donât want to.â
ââ¦â¦â
The body that was fraught with heat, so close to mine slipped away.
His eyes were still burning. A small disappointment could also be seen in his eyes.
Nevertheless, he slowly moved away from me. As if expressing his understanding, there was also a regrettable smile.
But at that moment.
I pulled him back with my arms around his neck once more.
âBeing apart⦠I donât want that.â
The whisper into his ear was very low. Did he hear it?
My hand on his shoulder was shaking. What⦠What the hell did I just say.
Did he hear that?
Did he hear, will he askâI hurried and peeled myself away from him.
There was no response. Instead, he only sighed deeply.
Donât tell me⦠You donât want toâ¦?
But itâs already too late.
The arm wrapped around my waist held me tighter, and in my ears echoed the sound of our lips overlapping once more.
âAh, aahâ¦â
The small moans were again blocked by his lips.
He kissed me as though he wanted to devour everything.
âAhâ¦â
I couldnât breathe properly. When I tapped his chest hurriedly, Amoide noticed it only then, and he moved his lips away only enough for me to breathe.
My head was reeling.
What would happen if we stop here.
His heated eyes stared into mine.
However, his body slowly moved away and he loosened his hold on me.
Would it end like this?
I moistened my lips, feeling a hint of regret, and they still tingled from the earlier stimulus.
How mean. He stopped just because I told him toâ¦
âAckââ
I was whining inwardly, but I suddenly felt that I was lifted into the air.
It was only after I looked around that I realized I was in his arms.
Looking down, I saw that the floor was further away.
I was so flustered that I started struggling, but he leaned down and suckled on my earlobe.
âItâs too cramped here.â
Ahh, so thatâs what it is. Unconsciously, I leaned deeper into his arms with a sense of relief⦠No, waitâ!
âW-Wait a minute. Whereâ¦â
âWhere do you think.â
It was the place they always found themselves at.
After saying this, his steps quickened.
âAmoide, t-think about your condition! Iâm too heavy!â
How much did I weigh? I couldnât remember my weight at all.
But I surely wouldnât be as light as a feather!
âYouâyouâre sickâ¦â
He laughed as though I was spouting nonsense.
âYou made me healthy.â
Oh my god.
I screamed inwardly.
âI fed you liquor, not butter.â
Did he eat something in the meantime? Every word he said exuded a sweet fragrance.
âItâs the body you made.â
Thatâs right. I made it like that.
At that moment, I realized that I was touching his bare chest.
âAHââ
Somehow, I thought that what my hand was touching was hard and hot, but I didnât know I was groping his chest.
âEnjoy it as much as you want.â
And that dangerous whisper flowed into my ears again.
Slam.
He opened the bedroom door roughly with his foot.
ââ¦â¦â
And I instinctively clung onto his neck and clung closer.
âA-Amoide.â
He continued walking without answering me.
The huge bed that had four pillars and a canopy was as intimidating as ever.
This was a place that left me with no good memories. It should be like that, it was like that.
Step, step.
As the bed grew closer and closer, the sound of my pounding heart also became louder and louder.
I tightened my hold onto his neck and held on for dear life as though it was my lifeline.
My entire body seemed to be vibrating along with the pounding heart inside my chest.
âHyaa⦠huh?â
The arms supporting my legs and hips loosened.
He carefully set me down on the sheets as though he was handling fragile porcelain.
And he immediately stood up again and looked down at me.
ââ¦â¦â
I couldnât see the ceiling behind him as his broad chest covered it.
As he leaned down, his eyes seemed pitch black.
It was too much to face that gaze, so I closed my eyes without realizing it.
âSelena.â
His large, robust arms carefully reached towards me and held me in his embrace. At this, I flinched and curled into myself.
âLook at me.â
The touch stroking my back was exceedingly hot. Even the voice that called meâeverything smoldered.
I didnât know if it was because of what I was personally feeling, or if it was because of his body heat.
âHm?â
He urged me again as though he was begging. This made me open my eyes.
And what I saw within his eyes was an undeniable thirst. And what was burning deeper wasâ¦
âMmh!â
I thought his arms around me were loosening already, but he curled them around me like vines, and immediately, our lips met once more.
âHmmh⦠Mmh!â
Without saying anything else, he drove me into a corner.
I tried to turn my head because I was out of breath, but the strength of the hand holding the back of my head wouldnât let up and instead pulled me in harder. To prevent me from escaping from him.
Thump, my body gave in helplessly.
âW-Wait a minute, waiâmmh.â
I tried to push him away with all my might, but Amoide immediately pressed down from above.
Then, he swallowed my lips without hesitation.
Shhk.
His long fingers pulled on the ribbon in front of my chest.
With the sound of fabric moving, the ribbon was easily untied.
The hand reached inside and also untied the string holding my undergarments together. There was no hesitation in the action.
âDamn it.â
When the string he pulled didnât untie easily this time, he sighed deeply.
I knew how to untie it, but I stayed still.
I was hoping that he would stop because of this flimsy string. No, did I want him to stop? Really?
Many complicated thoughts were tangled together, but then I suddenly heard a sharp snapping sound.
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