The Dragon Prince's Bride
Chapter 23. You touched me.

Chapter 23: 23. You touched me.

That thing was pure monstrosity! She leaped from the bed so fast that she almost fell. "What in hell is that!! That is not how it is supposed to be! Oh for the love of the goddess, cover up that scary rod!" she jumped further away from him. Running to the side of the balcony.

She had completely forgotten about her thin clothing. Forgotten that she was completely naked under that thin linen.

"How in hell do you know what it is supposed to look like?" He asked in turn and she knew he was enjoying this. She could hear the amusement in his voice, could see the glint in his eyes, and he looked pleasantly amazed by her distress.

"I have been taught! I am not stupid. It is supposed to be like a child’s! Just a wee bigger!" Lords! She was trying to keep her eyes up, to just look at his face. It was weird how he was so tall, and she could be looking anywhere else on his body, but her eyes constantly went back there.

"Is that what you were told? Well that is what I call poor education," he smiled. And oh brother! He had a nice smile. But that thing between his legs seemed to be pointing at her.

"Oh would you shut up! I have had very good education and I have been taught by good teachers. That thing, oh dear goddess," she almost cried, "that thing is not supposed to look like that! It looks like there’s a staff, a rod, a kind of wood inside it! It’s like a thick long sugarcane looking at me!"

"That is actually a nice compliment. Thank you."

"It is not!" she retorted. "Do not come close to me with that thing!"

"Fine, then, come to me." He ordered and sat on the bed.

"Oh you know that is not happening. I am not coming close to you. Not when that... That barbaric thing is looking at me so!" A deep rich laugh filled the air. Oh, it was so nice! He was laughing, he was laughing so hard she could swear a tear was going to escape his eyes.

"Oh my dear Riah, you sure make me laugh hard." He laughed some more. The bloody bastard was finding her discomfort funny, damn him!

"You know, it does not always stand like a thick cane with teeth like this." He said.

"Then why is it like this now?"

"Because of you." He replied bluntly.

"Me! Me!!" She yelled, confused and shocked. He laughed again. "Me!" she said again. "What in hell did I do? I did not even touch it!" she innocently cried in her defense.

"You did,"

"No I did not." she retorted.

"Aye you did, with your voice," he was on his feet again. And he was slowly walking toward her again. "You touched with your eyes," the closer he came, the lower his voice went, "with your walk," he continued, he was getting closer to her. Her heart was racing again. She was backing up again.

"The sway of your hips, the rise and fall of your breasts, the swing of your hair." Neriah drew in her breath as he was suddenly before her, looking at her, pulling her close to him, and she let out a sharp short breath as she felt it, felt him. For the first time, on her lower belly, just above the triangle of her form. She could feel the warmth... No, the heat. Could feel it almost breathing on her.

She blinked, lost and confused. Speechless from being awestruck.

"Riah, you touched it. Him. Me." He bent lower to her face.

She felt his breath upon her face, "Your kiss touched every part of me. You made me this way tonight, and you’re going to have to provide a solution."

"How?" she didn’t know what she was asking, and she didn’t even realize she was talking at all, "How do—"

"Like this," and hot sweet honey seemed to flow over and inside her body as his lips covered hers completely.

His lips touched hers like a soft caress. Like a soothing wind in spring. Like a slow play of the strings of a harp. His kiss was kind, and gentle, and considerate. His hand on her hip held her firmly, his fingers at her nape gave her sensations. His tongue in her mouth made her dizzy and his manly scent was titillating.

His fingers at her nape moved to the side of her neck, and stroked her, back and forth. His lips slowly left her mouth and he kissed her chin, her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, and then he kissed her lips yet again.

Next his lips began to trail where his fingers trailed. He pushed her hair to her back, and he kissed her neck. Sucking on her skin, causing her to tilt her head backward, giving him more access to lay more assault on her neck. She felt the slick movement of his tongue too. He was placing open-mouthed kisses all over her neck. His hand pushed down the strap of her garment and he kissed her there too. On her shoulder, her collarbone.

Oh she didn’t want to hold onto him. She wanted to behave like a log of wood till whatever this was was over, and she was doing pretty well. She hadn’t tried to hold him since...

But she suddenly twisted, and a soft cry left her lips as something hot and wet covered the tip of her breasts. And she couldn’t help it any longer. She grabbed his broad shoulder with one hand and held onto the back of his head with the other.

She buried her fingers in the darkness of his soft hair. Oh damn, it was so smooth, and soft. His hair. Almost softer than hers. It felt like the soft furs of a rabbit. It was so nice to hold onto.

He had her nipple between his teeth even with the fabric still there. He sucked at her and bit her, and then before could cry from the pain of his bite, he’d suck her again to ease it.

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