Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife
Chapter 153: Compensation for his restrain

Chapter 153: Compensation for his restrain

Ave felt his hands move up and down her arms, rubbing and massaging them in a way that coaxed a pleasant groan out of her mouth before he smothered it with his kiss.

"I can never get enough of you, Aveline," he whispered against her mouth as he moved his head back, staring into her teary eyes with such intensity that it made her nervous and unable to voice any of the anger she had intended to pour out on him.

Swallowing hard and trying to get her head to think straight, she blinked before asking the first question that came to her mind. "How did we end up sleeping on the same bed? And why am I wearing your coat instead of my dress?" She tried to keep the panic that he’d taken advantage of her last night out of her voice.

With the way he was suddenly acting kind to her, it could only mean he’d done something to her last night while she wasn’t aware! If they hadn’t done anything, why would there be a need for her dress and every one of her undergarments to not be intact? She didn’t have to look to know she wasn’t wearing anything underneath his coat, and that he also wasn’t wearing anything apart from a fabric she’d come to know was used for wiping the body around his narrowed waist. The way he was straddling her now had made the fabric smaller and thinner. She didn’t even want to start to take note of the details of how their position at this very moment was nothing but sexual. Nor did she want to acknowledge the fact that she could feel every inch of his body against hers.

She had never thought she’d lose her first time to someone like Lucian, and that he had taken advantage of her when she wasn’t aware. How had she not been aware and ended up here? What happened last night?

As if he could see the panic in her eyes, she saw his lips pull into a smile before he raised his hand and moved a few strands of hair away from her face and then said, "So you don’t remember anything that happened last night?" He asked with a hint of amusement in his voice while he propped himself up on his elbows, half his weight pressing intimately down on her, making her more aware that they were both half-naked and in an unfamiliar room and bed, from the brightness in the room, she could tell they’d slept way past morning.

"I wouldn’t be asking if I remembered, you jerk! Did you take advantage of me when I wasn’t in my senses?" She asked, unable to keep the alarm from her voice this time around as she glared at him. She had never been with any man before to know how it was supposed to feel when you had sex or anything, and the thought of doing that had never once come to her.

Now that it seemed like it, she wanted nothing but to scratch at Lucian’s face and then go and bury herself alive somewhere. She’d never thought he was the kind that would take advantage of a woman in her vulnerable condition, and how come she couldn’t recall anything and how she had become vulnerable?

Ave heard him chuckle deeply as he stared at her face and her panicked eyes. Before she could try to push him away again, he leaned down and pecked her lips, then lightly bit her jaw with his hand moving up and down the side of her breasts as he spoke against her skin. "You ought to pay me for everything you made me go through last night, Babe." he groaned against her neck.

Lucian could still vividly recalled all the torture she’d made him go through last night. Not to mention how he’d had to wake up every now and then in the middle of the night because she had somehow touched his painful, hardened loin in her sleep.

Ave’s eyes widened, not only from how he’d addressed her but for what he’d said. Unable to focus properly with his mouth and teeth nibbling her neck, she flattened her palms against his firm chest in an attempt to push him, but she ended up putting her arms around his neck as what he was doing to her neck felt so good that she turned to give him more access. "Wh-what did I make...you go through..." She forced the words out of her dry throat.

Ave bit the inside of her cheeks as she felt his mouth trail down from her neck to her collarbone, where he left a trail of wet kisses that made electric jolts travel through her entire being. Whatever he was doing to her felt so good and so thrilling that she couldn’t bring herself to stop him.

"You tormented me. Now I want repayment for my restraint and control," he breathed against the flesh of the side of her breasts that was showing from either side of the coat she wore. Her breath hitched, and a moan slipped from her lips against her will when his teeth nibbled the sensitive skin on her breast. Ave knew she would look back on this moment and want to kill herself from the embarrassment, but with this devil atop her doing things she’d never thought possible to her mind and body, she couldn’t voice out any words of protest to stop him.

"You are a pervert, you took advantage of me last night..." she said, sounding breathless as she found herself arching her back to rub the throbbing and tingling sensitive part of her lower abdomen against the hardened erection poking her directly in the core, where her body longed for something she didn’t know. She heard him groan in the back of his throat as he shuddered slightly from the way she was arching toward him. Then, she felt his large, rough, yet warm hand wrap around her thigh with a strength that was somehow both gentle and unbreakable as he caressed and ran his hand up and down her burning skin.

"You wouldn’t have this energy this morning if I’d taken advantage of you last night, Aveline," he drawled in a deep husky voice as he gripped her breast with his other hand through the fabric of the coat, his touch possessive and rough before he gave it a gentle squeeze that made her gasp.

"Then...why are we both in the same bed and wearing fewer clothes?" She asked as she fought to regain her common sense and resist whatever she was feeling in her body and what his touch was doing to her. She felt his powerful thighs close against her hips even more as he rubbed himself against her in a way that made her arch against him even more, tightening her arms around his neck before her fingers traced into his hair and ran her fingers into the thick strands.

"We ended up here because you were dumb enough to drink what the Empress offered you last night, remember?" He snorted against her neck like he couldn’t believe she had done such a thing. And those words were enough to make her snap back to her senses as they registered in her foggy brain. Her hands fell away from his hair and rested on his shoulder to make him stop what he was doing so she could focus.

"What?! I was drugged by that tyrant Empress?" She asked in disbelief as he continued to nibble her skin, and she heard him hum against her neck. Ave couldn’t believe that damn woman had drugged her last night when she hadn’t suspected anything to be in that delicious cold drink as it had been poured out from the same goblet she was drinking from. But then, what else did she expect from a heartless woman like Elara? However, one thing she didn’t understand was why?

"Why did she drug me?" Ave voiced her question, and if her light pushes against Lucian’s shoulders hadn’t been enough to make him stop what he was doing, busy decorating her skin with his kisses, her question was enough to make him immediately stop and move his head back to glance down at her. She noticed as his eyes darkened with a murderous glint that sent a chill down her spine and made her wonder why he looked mad all of a sudden again.

"She drugged you because she wanted to give you away to the ambassador of the Banzai kingdom last night. That asshole!" He gritted through clenched teeth as if the thought alone made him angry. While Ave, on the other hand, was astonished beyond words. She had been drugged because the Empress wanted her to sleep with that lecherous pervert she had felt disgusted by from the way he’d looked at her that day.

She couldn’t believe she had been foolish enough to not know that the Empress was up to something when she had sent her away with the servant after drinking that wine. She tried to recall what must have happened and how she had escaped sleeping with that disgusting man, but no matter how much she tried, nothing was coming to her head.

When she couldn’t recall anything, she couldn’t help but panic at the fact that she had slept with that man, just like in movies when someone would be drugged, and that he had been the one to take advantage of her before Lucian came here. Or else, why was she in a strange room?

Looking panicked at Lucian, she asked, "Did...did I sleep with him? Did something happen between me and him?" She shuddered at the thought of it and felt the urge to rip off her own skin at the thought that a man like that had laid on her like Lucian was doing now and that he had touched her like the way he had been touching her a while ago.

Lucian saw the panic, the fear, and the anxiousness in her eyes as she waited for him to answer her. He wouldn’t have allowed the entire clan of that ambassador to remain alive had Ave ended up being with him last night. He couldn’t even tolerate the thought of it, not to mention that it had happened. She was his alone to touch and do however he saw fit, and no other man should live to see the next day if they so much as went that far. He didn’t know where his possessiveness came from, but she was his.

Raising his hands, he cupped her cheeks, then frowned before using his finger to rub away the tense lines on her forehead. Leaning down, he pecked her lips. "No, you didn’t sleep with him, just like you didn’t with me," he assured her, feeling her let out a deep sigh of relief before she glared at him again.

"Then how on earth are we in the same bed? Did you—" she began to accuse, but he cut her off quickly. "No. I didn’t. But you did take advantage of me, which I want compensation for, Babe." He deliberately used the term again with an evil smile on his lips.

A frown settled between her brows. "Don’t call me that. I am not your girlfriend or anything. We’re not even friends. We’re not anything, and we shouldn’t be laying here together like this." She tried to push him away, wanting to escape and get herself into a proper dress, but Lucian didn’t budge. He only smirked down at her.

"Trying to escape, huh? You’re not leaving until I get my compensation," he said, his voice laced with amusement as he pressed himself against her on the bed.

"What compensation? I’m not compensating you for anything. Now let go of me." She glared at him, but he only stared down at her like she hadn’t said a word. Ave couldn’t help but wonder when this jerk had become so perverted and demanding. The way he looked at her with that crooked smile made her certain he wasn’t going to move until she compensated him for something she didn’t even know about. What could she have possibly done that warranted compensation?

Seeing no way out of this, she decided to ask, "What do you want?" His face immediately brightened like a boy who had gotten his favorite gift on Christmas morning, making him look boyish.

"I don’t want much," he said, his eyes trailing down to her neck, where he could feel and hear the pulse of a vein rushing with blood. "You can compensate me by letting me bite you and take a little blood," he whispered huskily, causing Ave’s face to pale at the thought of him biting her to draw blood.