The Devil's Son and His Fated Bride
Chapter 79: Should I Let go? *

Chapter 79: Should I Let go? *

Kai fell silent, but Ren’s heart thudded urgently with the need to know. Perhaps, if she understood the nature of his dreadful pact, she’d find a way to break them free from its claw.

"What was the deal?" she pressed softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"He demanded I become like the others, heartless, obedient, and cold. I refused. He was going to abuse Shadow again if I did and I would have become his pet." His voice darkened, laced with defiance and pain. "To punish my rebellion, he branded Shadow with a cursed crest. If I ever fell deeply in love or found my fated mate and claimed my lover fully, the crest would shatter, and in that moment of ultimate pleasure, it would ignite and consume my beloved. He wants me to taste the agony of true death."

Ren’s breath caught sharply. True death is the death of the soul. She had never been religious, hardly even believed in those seven distant gods reigning over each realm in the heavens. But she’d read of the soul’s demise—the cruel fate that reduced beings completely to demons.

Her heart twisted fiercely, an ache so profound she couldn’t stop herself from wanting to comfort him, to wrap him in her embrace and soothe away his torment.

"Can we kiss or hold each other, at least?" Her voice trembled softly, yearning and cautious at once, very innocent.

Kai nodded gently against her neck. Encouraged, Ren shifted, turning in his embrace to face him. She cupped his face tenderly, gazing into his captivating eyes, her touch gentle yet firm, igniting tons of desires within him. "Then that’s enough for now, until we find a way to break that curse."

Even if I have to confront your father myself, she silently vowed. This punishment—this twisted cruelty—was unjust. The Demon God should not torment his son because he’d failed to protect his own lover from his jealous offspring. His failure belonged solely to him, not to Kai or others.

She tilted her head, capturing his lips the instant a seductive, unexpected smile graced his mouth. Kai froze, momentarily stunned—he’d expected her fear, even rejection, after laying his soul bare. Yet here she was, kissing him with fierce tenderness, pouring her entire heart into the embrace. A powerful growl rumbled from deep within his chest as his arms tightened possessively around her waist, pulling her flush against him until her legs parted, dressing instinctively around his hips. His mouth claimed hers ravenously, hungry and insatiable.

Heat blossomed within her, searing every nerve ending, setting her body alight. Ren had waited endlessly for this—this stolen intimacy, the precious solitude shared only between them, hidden from the eyes of the world. Her fingers threaded passionately through his wet hair, tightening softly when his tongue delved deeper, exploring her mouth with fervent intent. She moaned breathlessly as his hand boldly gripped the sensitive curve of her hip.

He reluctantly drew away, eyes smoldering as he drank in the captivating sight of his wife—sensual, alluring, every inch of her body like an exquisite muse crafted solely for his pleasure. Desire gleamed vividly in her moist, yearning gaze, and it stirred something primal deep within him.

Standing, he gently clasped her hand, guiding her from the bath with tender care. He lifted the jug, carefully rinsing away the lingering traces of soap from their bodies.

"I can do it myself!" she protested softly, her cheeks flushed beautifully.

"I know," he murmured, his voice rich with amusement and unspoken promises.

He dried her body with a delicate reverence, his touch lingering on her skin before he wrapped a towel securely around his own waist. Before she could take a single step, he swept her effortlessly into his arms, eliciting a startled, breathless gasp from her lips.

"Ah..."

"Gods, woman," he groaned huskily, eyes darkening with barely restrained lust. "You’ll be the death of me with those sudden, tempting sounds. Perhaps you deserve punishment."

Ren giggled softly, eyes sparkling with playful challenge. "I wonder what your punishment looks like to turn everyone deadly pale?"

Kai stepped from the bath chamber, meeting her gaze with a wicked glimmer of mischief. "You started this, wife. Your punishment will be infinitely worse. I intend to torture you slowly—with pleasure."

Before she could draw breath or even process his words, Kai laid her swiftly onto the bed, pinning her beneath him. He captured her lips, silencing any protest or playful retort, drowning her senses with a luscious kiss so deep and consuming it stole every coherent thought from her mind. She felt her mind fall into an immense trance, her heart set ablaze, the sensation making her toes curl, giving her hellish and heavenly sensations all alike.

He sucked and played with her tongue, couldn’t get enough of just kissing her mouth, he let go, his lips moving to her jawline, kissing and gently licking her hot skin. His mouth hovered near her ear, gracing her earlobe with a gentle kiss and then traveling to her neck, sucking, licking, and kissing her skin harder, her back arched closer to him, her breasts crashing on his, brushing against his skin, and her fingers dug into his shoulders. A painful pleasure invaded her.

"Kai..."

Holy shit!

His name, she just called his name again and either time she did that set a surging fire inside him, making him hard to the edge of dripping with pleasure.

"Wife!" He breathed across her skin, accompanied by a rumbling growl.

"This...is...hot..." She moaned.

He grinned wickedly, "Is this?" bringing her legs up close to his groin, he continued, "I’m going to taste every inch of you, today."

Saying that his hands clasped her breasts, playing with her so hard tits, her legs tightened around him instinctively, "Your body is so responsive for me, wife..." His mouth moved down while his wife was too breathless to answer, he added, "Delicious!"

Taking her tit into his mouth was the moment she felt like a flying feather, numb, free, swallowed by a pleasure that ’So perfect’ was an understatement for it.

He sucked on her breasts, hearing her soft moans, he peeked at her reddened face and kneaded her other breasts, taking in her every single genuine reaction to his touch.

"You...are...killing... me." She uttered breathlessly.

"Should I let go?" Her breast left his mouth with a gentle wet sound, he was waiting for her answer, but she caught her breath to instantly utter in her mind as she hardly managed to, "No! I want more!" She gasped, looking at him with a dazed gaze.

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