New World, New Life: I Became A Bigshot In The Ancient World
Chapter 162: CHARLOTTE & GEORGE (11)

Chapter 162: CHARLOTTE & GEORGE (11)

[Warning: This Chapter contains mature content. You have been warned.]

George had just finished taking his bath and had been taking care of some matters that required his attention.

When he was done, he headed to the master bedroom.

When he opened the door, he was surprised. The room was dim and there were lit scented candles. There was also an incense burner emitting a pleasant scent.

He shook his head. The servants were too proactive.

His gaze fell on Charlotte, surprised to see her sitting on the bed. Was she waiting for him? He approached her. He could smell her scent a few steps away from her. She usually had a pleasant scent to her, but tonight, it was even more fragrant.

Due to his possession of aura and daemon, he had enhanced abilities, so he was able to see what she was wearing without much effort.

His throat tightened. What were the maids thinking? He could clearly see the outline of her curves.

After a few seconds, he climbed on the other side of the bed and laid down, pulling the covers over himself.

Charlotte unconsciously held her breath until he passed her. Seeing that he lay down to sleep, she too laid down on the bed under the covers.

She closed her eyes, but she couldn’t sleep. Her body and mind were conscious of the person lying beside her.

She was feeling divided. A part of her wanted him to do something. Weren’t they married? Weren’t they supposed to consummate their marriage?

But the other part of her was relieved. She wasn’t sure she was ready to do anything with a man yet. So, Charlotte was conflicted.

George wasn’t asleep either. He couldn’t understand his thoughts and he couldn’t push the image of Charlotte in the nightgown out of his mind. He hadn’t planned to touch her but it didn’t seem as easy as he had thought it would be.

Tingles ran through his arm and down his spine. He opened his eyes to see Charlotte, whose face was now closer to his face. Her hand was on his arm like she intended to call him to say something. His throat suddenly ran dry. Coupled with the incense, her touch was like a stimulant.

The next moment, he had turned over with her under him. Charlotte let out a cry of surprise, feeling startled.

She stared up at George, her eyes wide with an innocence that made George feel a strong urge to devour her whole.

He stared down at her, watching her chest heave up and down.

"Ah!" Charlotte quickly covered her chest when she noticed his gaze, her face blooming red.

Her slightly parted rosy lips drew George’s attention. He felt like taking a bite, and so he did. Except it was more than a bite.

He leaned forward, pressing their lips together. He nibbled and bit, dragging her lips back with his teeth. When Charlotte opened her mouth in surprise, he plunged his tongue into her mouth.

His eyes unconsciously widened at how sweet it tasted, causing him to move his tongue around. He explored her mouth with a need of one thirsty for water in the desert.

After a while, he pulled back, watching her gasp for air. His eyes darkened at the sight.

Charlotte panted, her eyes wide open when he put his tongue into her mouth.

"M-my lord, wait—mmph!"

He went back to kissing her mouth, cutting off her words, holding her hands above her head with one hand.

He latched onto her neck, inhaling her sweet scent, sucking and nibbling on her skin.

His other hand roamed her body. ’So soft.’ He thought.

Her clothes were ripped apart the next second.

Charlotte’s eyes widened when she laid bare on the bed. The thin nightgown hadn’t provided much coverage in the first place, and now she felt even more exposed. She tried to cover herself with her hands, but George was firmly gripping her hands.

She squirmed under his heated gaze. She had never been naked in front of a man before, and she wasn’t used to a man staring at her that way.

She hadn’t met many men anyway while living with her grandfather, and even after traveling to her mother’s kingdom, she had barely left their home.

Her eyes bulged when she saw him take off his clothes.

His skin glistened under the dim candlelight and he had well-defined muscles. The sight made Charlotte’s throat run dry.

She had never seen a naked male body in her life. Her eyes trailed downwards and they subconsciously widened. That huge thing standing at attention! She felt scared. What was he doing? Was he really planning on...?!

George’s eyes darkened with desire at the sight in front of him and he lost control of himself for the first time in his life. He hadn’t ever gotten practical lessons of being with a woman, only theoretical, so he just let his instincts and knowledge take over.

"You— agh! Wuu~" Charlotte let out a groan and cried out when she felt pain at the sudden penetration.

George froze, staring at her face that had contorted in pain. His head cleared up immediately. Was it painful? He hadn’t known.

His hand slowly moved and gently wiped a tear that had escaped from her eyes, instinctively not moving so that the pain she felt would be reduced. He tried as much as he could to make it less painful.

Soon, Charlotte’s groan unconsciously changed to moans. The sound of their pleasure intertwined in the quiet room, adding to the suggestive air in the room.

That night, Charlotte had no rest.

The next morning, Charlotte slowly opened her eyes. The duvet covered her body up to her chest. She yawned, turning over on the bed but suddenly felt a dull pain between her legs.

She winced and caught sight of the person beside her on the bed. His arm was tightly wound around her waist and her head was resting on his arm. Only then did she remember that she had gotten married the day before.

Along with that realization came the memories of the previous night. She slowly looked down at her body, blushing at the marks on her skin. They reminded her of what occured.

She closed her eyes to push away those thoughts, but she quickly reopened them. Whenever she closed her eyes, she would see her husband leaning over her, his lips trailing over her skin, his body moving in and out of her as they merged as one...

Charlotte shook her head to push the images away. Thinking about it made her body hotter.

She pulled the duvet higher as if to cover her head, noticing that she wore nothing under the blanket.

She peeked out from under the blanket and looked up at George. His eyes were still closed. Charlotte was distracted while staring at his face. He looked even more handsome now that he lay with his eyes closed, she preferred this to when he was cold. But she also liked to look at his eyes.

Thinking of this, she again remembered how he had acted the previous night. A shiver ran through her spine. The George last night was different from the George she usually saw. He was so intense...

"Hehe,"

Charlotte was shocked on hearing her husband, who she thought was asleep, chuckle.

It was a deep throaty sound that left his mouth, and that increased the blush on Charlotte’s cheeks.

"Is my wife satisfied with staring at my face?"

Charlotte’s blush deepened and she averted her gaze, avoiding his eyes. So he was aware she had been staring at him.

George suddenly turned her over so she was on top of him, her soft body flushed against his. He nibbled the area above her collarbone.

"G-george." Charlotte stuttered. A moan slipped out of her mouth when he sucked on a sensitive spot on her body.

Hearing her utter his name in such a manner, his eyes darkened and he flipped her over so he was now on top.

The sudden movements made Charlotte dizzy.

"M-my lord."

"Say my name."

"Huh? I don’t—"

"Say my name!" He almost growled.

"George." Charlotte called, glancing at him in surprise.

George nodded and let out a sound of satisfaction, his head buried in her neck as he inhaled her scent.

Because of their movement, the duvet slipped from Charlotte’s body, revealing her body covered with various marks.

George looked down and the sight made him gulp. A feeling stirred inside him, knowing that they were created by him.

He nibbled on the area above her collarbone, on the dip between her neck and collarbone.

"Ngh~" Charlotte couldn’t control the sound that left her lip.

Her hand flew up to her mouth in horror. Did that sound really come from her?

But thinking of the previous night and the lewd sounds that she had made, her face reddened. She had been too enveloped in sensations that she hadn’t registered her actions the previous night, but now her head was clear, letting everything crash onto her like a wave.

Her thoughts were brought back when George gently removed her hand from her mouth.

"Don’t hide your moans. Let me hear them."

Charlotte’s face turned tomato red and she shook her head shyly.

George chuckled with a smirk. If she didn’t want to, he would make her.

Before Charlotte could react, he had leaned down placing soft kisses from her face downward.

When he reached the dip below her neck, his kisses turned lighter, and he just trailed his lips lightly over her skin, hovering over the spot.

His action made Charlotte shiver and a whimper left her mouth.

George continued with his torture, sticking out his tongue and trailing it across her skin, while his hand trailed over her body and felt her curves, eliciting another shiver.

Charlotte exhaled a shaky breath. George’s hand was resting just at her entrance.

"G-George, please..." Charlotte couldn’t help but beg.