Divorce The Duke, Marry The King!
Chapter 138: g

Chapter 138: g

"Sounds tempting," she remarked sarcastically, and he raised an eyebrow at her.

"What’s it about?" Inquiring about the terms of the contract, she stated.

"Like I said, you have a choice. You set the rules, I set the terms," he explained, and she nodded, already liking the idea of the contract. If she could set the rules, then freedom could be hers.

"Okay, when do we start?"

"Now."

After the entire ordeal, Damien led her to his study room, using the excuse of typing the contract on his computer, but he desired to touch her. It had been days, and he longed to feel her touch again.

"There are other rooms with computers," as if reminding him that she wasn’t sure why they had to be here, she pointed out.

"Like my room?" Playfully, he said, winking at her, almost making her roll her eyes at him.

"When do we start?" She asked when he didn’t make a move to operate his computer but kept gazing at her from the desk where he was sitting.

"I would need you here," he said, pointing at the seat next to him. For some reason, Aurora felt like they were here for more than just the contract. He was skilled at teasing her, so she wasn’t going to let her guard down.

Carrying her legs, she walked to his desk and sat in front of him, instead of sitting next to the chair beside him.

"No, here. I can’t reach you from there," he said.

"But I can, so let’s continue," she refused, not moving to stand.

Staring at her, he appeared as if he was calculating something, his gaze not leaving her for a second. She also kept her gaze glued to him, afraid he was going to do something if she averted it.

He hummed in satisfaction and said, "I guess we would have to do it the hard way." He stood and walked up to her. She inched back, wondering what he was planning to do.

Leaning closer, he dropped his mouth next to her ear and whispered, "If you love being chased, I could be a bad wolf for you. It’s gonna be fun," he said, making her widen her eyes. She wasn’t doing this because she loved being chased, what was he thinking? Before she could make a protest, she felt her body being wrapped in his embrace, his hand brushing against her buttocks for a few moments before it came to wrap her back.

Gasping, she clutched onto his chest for balance and breathed in relief when she was stable.

"I told you I am a bad wolf," he reminded her when she glared at him and walked over to his chair.

Just when she thought he was going to make her sit on the chair next to him, he sat her on his lap, her hand lightly brushing his manhood when she tried to sit properly.

Blushing, she looked away and scolded herself for being so cautious.

"Don’t worry, I will act like I didn’t notice it." As if they were kids, he whispered to her, making her more embarrassed. If he wanted to act like he didn’t know, why was he telling her? She hated being teased because as much as she hated to admit it, she loved the feeling it offered.

"I...the computer. What are we starting with?" Acting like nothing happened, she interrupted, pointing her hands toward the computer.

"You seem fine with sitting on my lap," he remarked and Aurora couldn’t endure it anymore. She grabbed his hair and dragged at it, tugging his ear in the process. She knew she was acting childish but she couldn’t help it.

"Let’s do this in bed instead, it is a better feeling." Not minding the pain that passed through his body, he continued teasing, momentarily holding her waist in place when she drifted back, almost falling.

"I told you the bed was better," she was now clutching onto his shoulder, their face so close that their lips were almost crashing against each other. Aurora tried not to stare at his lips but she failed, instantly blaming herself for looking. His lips were so tempting that she couldn’t help remembering their first kiss in the garden, it was sudden yet felt good.

She was going to admit, for a man who hadn’t been with a woman before, he sure knew how to kiss. She found herself wanting to ask him where he learnt it from.

"I don’t think I want to hold back anymore," saying that he seized her lips, hoping for her to part it, but things didn’t turn as expected when she suddenly bit down on his lips harshly.

"Fuck!" He cursed when she released his lips, wanting her to do it again.

"Can you do it one more time?" He asked, shocking her. His lips were bleeding so badly but he wanted her to bite it again. Why was this man showing the crazy side of him each day?

"You are bleeding?" She noted, her face turning worried from seeing him bleed so much. She hadn’t meant to bite him that bad but while trying to fight the urge to kiss him, she kept on biting, causing a fatal wound in the process.

"I don’t mind," he shrugged, smiling at her.

"No, I do. You are in pain!" She yelled, confusing him. Wasn’t that what she wanted, to cause him pain? Why did it look like she was in more pain than he was? Women were so hard to comprehend.

"Isn’t that what you wanted?" He asked.

"No, I just wanted to resist you. I didn’t mean for it to be this bad," she said, feeling sorry for what she did.

"It’s okay, I enjoy being bitten by you, anytime." He said, trying to assure her but she didn’t listen and latched her mouth on his, sucking his blood.

"I am sorry," she said in between the suck and continued sucking out the blood till it stopped.

Pulling away, she breathed in relief when his lips stopped bleeding.

Not warning her, Damien drew her closer and kissed her, gaining more access to her mouth because it was parted before he kissed her.

Aurora didn’t push him away and closed her eyes. It was futile resisting him, she wanted him also.

The kiss started slow but became fast-paced when his primal instincts took over. Sucking on her lower lip, he savored the taste, moving on to her upper lip, earning a moan from her.

Damien carried her and slowly walked up to the couch, dropping her on it before hovering over her. She was wearing a short gown so he found his way into her thighs easily, tracing soothing lines on it that made her body tremble.

"Tell me to stop when you get uncomfortable," he said in between the kiss without parting away from her, and took her lips into his mouth again.

Slowly, passionately, fiercely, he kissed her, sucking on her lips like they were going to vanish if he didn’t. Aurora wasn’t much of a good kisser but she followed his pace, inching her head backwards to grant him more access. Damien dragged his mouth to her collar-bone, kissing it lightly, earning an eliciting gasp from her.

"I have always wanted to kiss you here, turns out it was also a sensitive spot." He said, then continued tracing kisses to the corner of her neck.

Damien halted when he reached the spot on her neck that he would mark her, and smiled. "I want to give you the best mating ceremony. My wolf desperately wants to mark you but unfortunately, we have to go through the normal procedure." Aurora slightly turned to look at him and he smirked at her, suddenly sucking on the spot, making her moan his name, "Damien!"

"Yes darling, that’s the only name that deserves to come out of your mouth," he said, satisfied with her moans. He imagined how fully exposed she would be, if they were naked in each other’s hands, with him inside of her.

He was going to whisper sensitive words that would make her blush, igniting a drive in him. He would ride her all night long and she would be forced to allow him to bathe her, when she couldn’t walk properly.

’Aren’t we too excited?’ His wolf huffed, finding Damien’s imagination too wild.

’Speak for yourself,’ Damien rebuked.

’So much for a man that neglected women for years. In the end, you are still a man after all,’ his wolf teased, enjoying frustrating him.

’What do you know?’ Damien retorted, growling in the process that made Aurora think he was dissatisfied with something.

’Now deal with that,’ his wolf taunted, shutting himself off.

"I am sorry, it’s just me struggling with my wolf." He answered, putting Aurora in a daze.

He could talk to his wolf?

"Your wolf talks?" She asked, finding it amusing.

"Just a special trait Alpha’s have," he said, like it wasn’t something special. His wolf was so stubborn and never agreed with him, they didn’t like each other, but they came to terms in certain situations. Aurora couldn’t help feeling sad for her pathetic self, she didn’t have a wolf. Yet someone who could talk to his wolf didn’t find it amazing.