The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride
Chapter 47: Is it a kind of eruption?

Chapter 47: Is it a kind of eruption?

Alora felt her back against the cool surface of the bathtub wall as Magnus continued to engulf her mouth with his own.

Though she struggled to catch her breath, she hesitated to push him away, consumed by the intensity of the moment. With her entire body now drenched, except for her hair, she gasped for air as Magnus finally relented, withdrawing from their heated kiss.

His hands wasted no time in removing her nightdress, leaving her clad only in a thin chemise. His lips trailed a path along the delicate skin of her neck, eliciting a response that caused her fingers and toes to curl with pleasure.

Alora’s surprise surged as she realized she was clad only in the chemise, something she hadn’t foreseen so far. Her grip tightened on Magnus’s cold arms, a mixture of apprehension and anticipation coursing through her veins.

With gentle strength, Magnus lifted her and placed her on the platform above the bathtub, ensuring that her legs remained partially submerged in the water. Both of them were breathless, their chests rising and falling in unison as their eyes locked in an intense gaze, each silently communicating their desires hidden inside them.

Alora’s brow creased slightly as her hand reached up to touch Magnus’s cheek. "I feel... strange," she whispered softly.

Magnus leaned closer, their faces now mere inches apart, sharing the same breath. His touch sent a shiver through her as his hand brushed against her breast through the delicate fabric of her chemise. Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes blinking rapidly as unfamiliar sensations stirred within her.

Alora nibbled on her bottom lip as she was still hesitant. "It’s... tough to explain."

Magnus’s touch on her cheek was gentle, his fingers trailing lightly, wiping away the water. "Is it a kind of eruption? An explosion? Is it a kind of storm inside you?" he inquired softly.

A shiver ran down Alora’s spine as she nodded in admission. "Yes," she confessed.

Her confession stirred something within him. "I feel the same. I crave you, Alora. I want to explore every inch of your body," Magnus admitted, his voice husky with longing. Despite their proximity, he restrained himself, his lips teasingly brushing against hers without initiating a kiss.

Alora pulled him for a kiss and she locked her hands behind his neck. A grin spread across Magnus’s lips and he nipped her bottom lip, making her mewl and pulling away to take a look at her. The chemise was entirely stuck to her body, making every part of her body visible to his hungry eyes. She instinctively brought her hands close to cover herself.

"I think we don’t need to go outside today," Magnus said, meeting her eyes filled with questions. He held her hands and pulled them apart. "You won’t hide your body from me from now onward."

Alora confessed softly, her gaze dropping to avoid his intense stare. "But I’m shy."

Magnus’s smile was tender as he lifted her chin. "Your shyness is a precious gem," he murmured. "It makes my heart flutter."

With gentle determination, Magnus guided his fingertips along her legs, tracing a path up to her thigh. "Look into my eyes," he commanded, his voice firm yet filled with a gentle urgency.

Taking a deep breath, Alora obeyed, meeting his gaze once more. Each touch of his fingers against her skin sent her heart racing, the sound echoing loudly in her ears with each beat.

Alora struggled to maintain eye contact as Magnus’s lips brushed against her skin, planting tender kisses along her neck and throat. With each touch, she felt a chill from the cooling water contrasted by the heat building within her body.

Magnus skillfully removed the last remnants of clothing, revealing her curves. The second he touched them, it ignited a fire within her. Alora’s mind was consumed by a whirlwind of sensations as pleasure surged through her veins, overwhelming her senses.

With that, her control wavered, and a moan escaped her lips as Magnus’s lips continued their journey, trailing down from her neck to the delicate valley between her breasts, sending waves of ecstasy rippling through her being. Unable to contain herself, she found herself uttering his name in a breathless plea, begging for more.

Magnus pulled her down into the water, their bodies now intimately close, leaving a tiny space between them. Alora was compelled to open her eyes, meeting his gaze with a mixture of desire and anticipation. With a gentle yet firm touch, Magnus closed the gap between them, their breaths mingling in the confined space.

As their bodies pressed against each other, Alora inhaled deeply, acutely aware of the hardness of Magnus’s body against her own, sending a thrill of excitement developed inside her.

Her cheeks were covered in the hue of red, but she didn’t avert her gaze even for a second from him.

Her eyes suddenly changed color, which Magnus spotted and he found it strange. "Your eyes," he mumbled.

"Huh?" Alora heard him and touched the side of her eyes. "What happened?" she asked unaware of what he saw suddenly.

"Nothing," he whispered. He didn’t wish her to ask him questions and kissed her– this time tenderly.

"I think we are late," Alora suddenly said as she pulled away.

"What?" Magnus confusedly glanced at her.

"It is not good to make the Queen wait. Before I came to the bathhouse, I asked Tobias about it. He said the Queen Mother had a free hour to talk with me. She had some important works lately, but she took out special time for me," Alora began explaining. She feared that she would get scolded for being irresponsible.

"So, you wish to stop us?" Magnus asked.

"No. But I-I don’t want the Queen Mother to wait," she murmured.

Magnus read her remaining thoughts and decided to stop there. He already had opened one more door of their intimacy. She was now comfortable around him and he didn’t wish to stay forceful to her to complete the last step.

"There’s a robe in the cupboard over there. Wear it and head to another bathhouse to wash up. I’ll see you in the chamber," Magnus instructed her.

Alora hummed and turned around. She picked up the chemise from the platform and covered herself from it before getting off the bathtub. Magnus smiled to see her movements and soon, she disappeared from her sight.

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