The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)
Chapter 226: Everything good in life needs to be savored slowly and thoroughly

Chapter 226: Everything good in life needs to be savored slowly and thoroughly

I could control myself fine outside, when we were among all of those other people. Well...as much as ’control’ goes with my continuously blushing face.

But when it was just the two of us, I couldn’t help it. I grabbed his lapel and brought his face down, kissing him fervently as the bedroom door closed behind us. And he grabbed me as if an instinct, kissing me back without wasting a breath as we moved hurriedly to the bed.

He stumbled into the bed and I climbed on top of him, impatiently working his clothes off. But damnit! Why would he wear such a complicated outfit? I had to stop kissing him so I could look at the difficult button...cuff...whatever that is! I bit my lips in annoyance and yanked the things off. Who cares? He had a lot of it.

"Sweetheart--"

I shut him off with a press of my lips. Less talk more action, my Lord. I chased his cold lips and less cold tongue, slipping my hands behind his neck to shed his outer coat. Even as I kissed him and touched him and straddled him, I felt so impatient and felt like we were moving too slow.

Like he was moving too slow.

"Nat," I whined against his lips, biting him, coaxing him. "Nat!"

But instead of moving faster as I wanted him to, Natha grasped my nape and pulled me off him, stroking my back and whispering softly. "Calm down, sweetheart," he kissed my cheek tenderly, too tenderly. "Slow down,"

"I don’t want to slow down!" I pursed my lips and grabbed his hair, looking at him in annoyance. "I’m...I feel..." I pushed his shoulder and hit him. "Why are you so calm about this?!"

The impatience I had started to turn into anger. What was wrong with this demon? He was the one who proposed to me out of nowhere in the middle of the yard! He was the one who made me all flustered and so...so...wanton!

But why did he act all calm and tell me to freaking calm down?!

"I can’t calm down!" I hit him again. "My heart feels like it’s about to burst!"

"I know, I know, but--"

"But what?" I bit my lips hard. "Do you...do you not want to--"

Before I could finish my thought, my vision turned and I felt the mattress on my back. Natha loomed over me, filling my sight with him and only him. His handsome face. His gleaming silver eyes. His frowning brows.

"Don’t," he rubbed my lips, as if scolding me for lashing out earlier. "Don’t ever question my desire for you."

I felt my lips tremble; a shudder that spread to the rest of my body. His gaze told me to stay still, but his gentle caress on my lips coaxed me to take a deep breath.

"Natha..." I raised my arm and he caught my hand, rubbing my ring finger gently as I whispered with bated breath. "I want you,"

"I know," he kissed my forehead softly. "I want you as much as you do," he kissed my hand, my fingers, my knuckles. "But that is exactly why I want to savor every moment of it."

I blinked at his words. "Savor..."

"I want to feel you, properly. I want to remember each time I touch you, each time I kiss you, each time you call my name and feel good because of me," he caressed my cheek, looking deeply into my eyes as if he were speaking to my soul, before lowering his head slightly and whispered in my ear. "So don’t make me lose my control, sweetheart."

Ah...I see...

When he pulled himself back, I reached out to hold his face, and before I knew it, the tears I had been holding since the moment he carved this new mark on me fell down, unbidden. I pulled him again and kissed him, softer this time. Slower, just like he said. Savoring it.

And he was right. I could feel him more, I could taste him more, and this tremble in my heart was getting longer and stronger.

"We’re going to be together for a long long time, aren’t we?" I whispered to his lips, and I felt him smiling against mine.

"That’s right," he kissed the corner of my lips, my wet cheek, to the tip of my nose, smearing my tears all over my face. "So we can enjoy it as much as we want,"

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and pulled him closer to me, pulling his weight and cold temperature toward my body. I breathed slowly, feeling his hands moving to shed my clothes, enjoying the touch that was getting colder the more he reached my bare skin.

He led my hands, teaching me how to take off his uniform, how to undress him properly. It was slow, way too slow for my impatience. The slowness built my desire more and more, pooling the heat beneath my skin that the moment his hand touched my bare skin, I shuddered and gasped as my back arched sharply.

Oh, Mother--yes, we should savor everything well, slowly, thoroughly...

It was so good--Gods, it was so good. Rather than feeding my impatience with hurried acts that would make everything feel blurry, he suppressed his own desire, my own desire, and we explored it, reached for it slowly, deeply, for a long time.

He caressed me, inside and out, whispering sweet words while I moaned his name. I asked him to go deeper, as deep as he could, telling him I wanted to feel everything of him. And as the pleasure was peaking, I could feel the mark pulsing around my ring fingers, pulsing with the same beat as my racing heart.

"Natha...Natha..." I grasped his face as I felt my orgasm nearing, stroking his cheek and clenched jaw. The silver eyes looked at me keenly, waiting, and I whispered while drinking his gaze. "I love you."

Natha stopped moving, delaying the pleasure that was pooling at the base of my abdomen. He sucked on a deep breath, looking at me with such a hard gaze that I almost thought he was angry.

"God--you can’t do this to me, Val," he gritted his teeth and suddenly fastened his movement, driving me--driving us both--to the edge.

It was long...it was the longest one I ever felt. The pleasure, the convulsion...it was persisting for...I had no idea...it just felt never-ending. When I came to, Natha was already caressing my face, putting my hair off my sweaty forehead.

Slowly, my eyes focused on him again, and he looked at me with such a sweet, tender look in his eyes that I wanted to carve forever in my heart. He rubbed my parted lips, and whispered softly. "I love you," he said. "I’m so glad I fell in love with you."

* * *

"I want to mark you too..." I muttered while looking at my ring finger as I laid my head on his chest. I decided to move the ring away so I could look at the mark easier.

Natha chuckled and intertwined his hand with mine. "Do it," he said.

"...huh?" I raised my head slightly to look at him, and he just smiled while wriggling our tangling hands.

"Do it," he said. "Let your mana flow through the mark and into me. Remember the feel of our mana fused as we feed the seed?"

I blinked and looked back at our hands. "That simple?"

"Because I already carved the mark," he explained. "If you do it from the start, well...you’ll need to learn about it first."

I gasped and turned to look at him again. "Can I learn it?"

Natha pinched my cheek and smirked. "We can ask my teacher about it later when we visit her," he said. "Or perhaps you can ask Eruha? After all, it’s just a simple version of the vampire’s eternal pact."

I raised my brow and tilted my head. "What is eternal pact?"

"You should ask him directly about it," he shrugged, and once again shook our intertwined hands. "Are you going to do it or not?"

"Oh!" I grinned and looked back at our hands, and did what he told me to do.

I channeled my mana to the mark, which immediately glowed around the base of my ring finger. And then, feeling the mana on the mark, I sent it to Natha’s ring finger through our connecting hands.

And just like that, a mark with the same shape and spelling was now circling Natha’s ring finger too. I rubbed at the newly made mark and giggled.

"Are you that happy?" Natha laughed softly as I continued to rub his mark and compared ours.

"Yeah," I giggled again, putting our marked hands side by side. "I like it that we have this in different sides of our hands," I told him. "So they can meet when we hold hands."

"Well, that’s the idea," Natha chuckled and kissed my temple. "This is not really the norm, though."

"Oh?"

I looked up and saw him smiling, rather shyly even. "Kneeling down or giving a ring is not what they usually do for proposing."

"...huh," I didn’t know that. But then, this was a different world. "Then?"

"A couple would exchange their precious token, and wear it on each other to show that they had exchanged promises," Natha explained. "Typically, something that bore their own ’color’,"

I blinked and looked at the green pendant. "Like...eye color?"

Natha smiled, rubbing the ring that I had moved to my other ring finger.

What...so he had been making us engaged without my knowledge all this time. No, wait--technically, calling me his bride already made people think I was his fiance, right?

Ugh...this is kind of confusing.

"Oh, whatever," I shrugged and just lay back on his chest. Whatever the case, we were now engaged for real, anyway.

That night, I slept while feeling the pulse of my mark, and realizing that I could feel Natha’s pulse too through it. It was nice and comforting and wonderful, and I fell asleep wishing that our days would keep on being nice and wonderful.

But like anything good happening in life, something always came to ruin it.

As we woke up in the morning, what greeted us wasn’t the usual morning drink, but an urgent letter for Natha.

The Council of Elders had called for an emergency summon.

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