Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife
Chapter 162: "You taste divine."

Chapter 162: "You taste divine."

[Author’s Note.

Hey there, lovely readers!

I just wanted to drop a quick heads-up before you dive into this Chapter. It contains some mature content that might not be everyone’s cup of tea, so if you’re uncomfortable with that sort of thing, please feel free to skip or proceed with caution.

Also, I just realized I forgot to slap a big ol’ mature content warning on this book from the start (oops!). But as you’ve probably figured out by now, this story isn’t exactly bedtime reading for kiddos. So, if any babies have somehow wandered in here—consider yourselves officially warned!

Thank you for sticking with me, and I hope you enjoy the Chapter! Stay awesome.]

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"I...I..." She was at a loss for words as she glanced at him. Though Ave knew he was doing this on purpose, she had a feeling he would tease and mock her with it later if she didn’t take the challenge.

"What happened, honey? You can’t do that?" he asked, his voice laced with pure amusement. He always memorized every word she’d told him about the future and he made sure to use those words to tease her.

Ave was going to tell him to stop addressing her by all these names before her heart would leap out of her chest, but she decided against it, at least for now. She wasn’t the kind to back away from a challenge; she was going to prove to him that she could do anything she set her mind on doing. Thus, she schooled her shyness and slowly began to approach him without breaking eye contact.

When she stood before him, Lucian looked up at her from where he sat at the edge of the bed. He patiently waited as she lowered herself onto his lap and straddled his thighs, her hands resting on both of his shoulders. He allowed his hands to remain at his side; it was all he could do not to pull her against him and turn her onto her back on the bed.

He allowed his eyes to trail over her face, close to him. He saw her pink lips tremble slightly, and her hands on his shoulders clutched a fistful of his shirt as she hesitated. "Kiss me, love." He whispered thickly as he watched her.

Ave felt her heart trembled like a sweet shock wave had been infused into her chest, she slowly and gradually moved her head forward and pressed her lips against his. She didn’t move her lips but let them linger there, and she felt Lucian’s lips part as he spoke against hers, "That wasn’t how I kissed you earlier." he reminded her.

Shutting her eyes and praying someone would interrupt them again, she slowly began to move her mouth against his. He didn’t move to help her or teach her how she was supposed to go about it. She kissed him hesitantly at first, where her tongue only rubbed against his lips, but she began to slowly gain momentum when she felt his rough, warm hands seize her waist and pull her to him.

Ave gained her courage from that action and turned her head to the side, using her hands to hold the sides of his face as she tried to deepen the kiss in ways she’d noted he did to her. She opened her mouth to his and sucked on his upper and lower lips, rubbing and tracing her tongue against them before she nibbled slowly. One of her hands went behind his neck and rubbed the hair at his nape, and when he parted his lips for her, she plunged her tongue into his inviting, warm mouth and tried to explore every inch of him without thinking about it.

Their tongues met, and she sucked on his bottom lip again, then pressed her body against his as she moaned into his mouth. Her moan was his undoing, and he immediately returned her kiss with a hungry intensity that left her breathless and craving more of him. Ave’s shyness momentarily disappeared as she allowed herself to go with the moment and let her body seek what it wanted from him.

She threw her head back when she felt his mouth leave hers, kissing down from her chin to her neck, then closing around the hardened peak of her nipples through the fabric of her dress. She felt electric jolts race through her with every tease of his mouth on her peak. She felt his mouth suck on her breast through the thin fabric, his tongue rubbing and licking in ways that made her shudder in pleasure and quiver. She dug her fingers into his shoulders as he sucked on her again.

"Do you like it, babe?" she heard his rough, husky voice against her nipple. Ave was going crazy at this point to the extent that she knew she wouldn’t want him to stop for any reason now that she was yearning for more of what he was doing to her.

"Hmm..." was her answer as she couldn’t open her mouth to form proper words. But realizing someone might interrupt them again and catch them off guard, she opened her eyes and forced the words out of her trembling lips. "L-Lucian, the door is not locked. Some- someone might come in and see us like... Ah," she cried out when he pressed his teeth against the hardened peak of her breast.

"No one will come in. I have locked the door," he assured her, at the same time switching their position and turning her around to lie on the bed as he caged her down on it, each of his hands pressing at the sides of her head.

Ave was going to ask when he’d locked the door when he hadn’t stood up after Zane left, but he covered her mouth with his in a kiss. The kiss made her heart pound in her chest, a mix of fear and desire swirling inside her as she gave into the delicious darkness that he carried with him. As he kissed her, she felt his hand begin to trace down from her chest to her stomach, then settle between her thighs, where she impulsively clasped her legs together and gasped when he touched her in her private part through her dress.

"Part your legs for me, Aveline," he whispered against her mouth.

Ave shook her head as she wasn’t ready for what she thought he was going to do. "No..." She wasn’t ready to give her first time to him—not when she knew she might end up panicking if she were ever to see a man’s erection with her eyes or go that far with him. She had always felt his erection rub and poke her, but she didn’t want to see it or let him do the deed with her. She hadn’t overcome the trauma from her childhood, and she didn’t want to test if she had overcome it now. She would rather he just kissed her and touched her.

When she felt his hand rub at her private part, she shivered beneath him and clasped her legs even tighter, which ended up with his hand caught between her legs.

"I just want to help you feel better, Aveline. I won’t do anything you do not like or find uncomfortable, I promise." He breathed as he moved his head back to glance at her moistened eyes that looked at him with a mix of horror and panic. He didn’t like that look in her eyes, but then he couldn’t let her go without giving her the release her body seemed to seek.

The air around them was thick with her arousal, a heady mix of sweetness and heat that wrapped around him like a drug. He could smell her desire, rich and potent, filling the space between them. His senses were too sharp when it came to her, so he knew what she wanted.

"Just let me know if you don’t like it, and I’ll stop," he breathed as she reluctantly opened her legs for him, her eyes still holding that look of fear as her fingers clutched the sheets. Lucian leaned down and kissed the middle of her forehead, where her brows were pulled into a deep frown.

"Trust me." He assured her with a small smile.

Ave didn’t know why she trusted him enough to open her legs, but she did. However, that didn’t mean she wasn’t terrified of what she thought he was about to do. He covered her mouth with his kiss as if to distract her, and she kissed him back until she could no longer dwell on her fears. Before she knew it, he had already pulled her dress up and away from her thighs. She didn’t even realize until she felt his hand against her sex, with only a thin fabric between them, and shivered when he rubbed her there.

"You are so moist..." he groaned against her lips as he felt the dampness between her legs and his blood burned hot in his veins, knowing that she was this wet for him, and his control wavered. She stirred something inside him, something that wanted to possess her whole—a deep, animalistic desire that made his fangs ache and his hands tremble against her. He controlled his fangs as he recalled her fear of them. He wouldn’t push her away with the sight of them or let her know how much he longed to taste her blood.

Ave’s thoughts were a jumbled mess as he rubbed his hand up and down her core in a slow, sensual motion that made her arch her back. She was torn between the unfamiliar warmth in her belly, the racing of her heart, and the desperate yearning in her body.

She felt him slowly kiss down to her breast again, and she bit down on her lips when his warm lips left wet, trailing kisses against her skin. However, when she suddenly felt him kiss her down there, she panicked and hurriedly tried to move away in surprise; nonetheless, his large hands grabbed her thighs to keep her still from moving.

"Lucian..." She cried out his name, not believing he would kiss her there with his mouth. "Not there..." She looked down at him with a flushed, mortified expression, as no man had ever touched her there with his hands, not to mention his mouth. She wasn’t that naive not to know what he intended to do, but she’d never really liked the idea of it even when she’d never allowed anyone to do it to her.

"Lay back down and let me please you, Aveline." He whispered as he pushed her back to lie on her back on the bed. She obeyed and shut her eyes closed.

Lucian had read and seen drawings of different ways to please a woman in books he’d taken from the palace library when he was no more than thirteen. He had been curious as he’d seen grown men reading such books in secret; he and Zane had then decided to take a look, and they’d learned a lot of things from the book that day, which Lucian had never put to practice until now.

Ave’s breath hitched as she felt him use his tongue to trace circles against her core, and her body trembled involuntarily as she found herself arching her hips against his touch, her breath catching in her throat as a wave of pleasure washed over her. She felt his tongue move away and his fingers tug the fabric used as underwear to the side before his finger slowly dipped into her, and she let out a small cry as her eyes widened in disbelief.

She’d never known anything like this could feel as sinfully good, as she had stayed away from anything that had to do with intimacy and sexual play. Her fingers clutched tightly to the sheets. The vulnerability of having him touch her there—where no one else had before—made her try to impulsively clasp her legs again, but his hand holding one of her thighs down made it impossible.

Lucian’s fingers slipped through the slick heat, feeling the way her body responded to him, her arousal evident in the warmth that coated his fingertips. Her folds were soft, yielding to his touch. She was warm and wet, and he felt her shudder against his finger as he moved it back and forth slowly.

"Please..." She cried out as she instinctively arched her hips against his finger, her voice shaky, unsure of what she was asking for, as his fingers moved in slow, torturous strokes. Her hips shifted even more, as if she couldn’t help but lean into his touch, though her heart pounded in both desire and embarrassment.

Ave bit down hard on her bottom lip to hold the sound in her throat as his fingers began to increase their pace. He hovered over her body on the bed where his knees were between her parted legs and his two fingers were deep inside her, so Lucian watched her expression as he pleased her, taking pleasure from that.

He took pleasure from her little cries and her moans, and he increased his pace, thrusting his fingers back and forth. Her body tightened around his fingers, every nerve on fire as the pleasure seemed to swell inside her. She was close—he could tell it in the way her breath quickened, her body tense and trembling beneath his touch.

Ave felt like she was being guided to cloud nine by his fingers; she dug her fingers deeper into the sheet as she could no longer hold in her loud moans. Her embarrassment was momentarily forgotten as she cried his name and felt something pulling up in the pit of her stomach, causing her body and muscles to tense up in ways she thought she might die from if he didn’t go faster. She felt herself coming closer to something she didn’t know and had never felt before.

And when that thing finally came, her body quivered uncontrollably, and her body jolted before she melted into him, her breathing heavy and uneven as she came down from the high clouds and came undone in his hands.

His fingers stilled, but they remained there, as if savoring the moment before he would pull out. He watched her with a mixture of satisfaction and awe, proud of how she had responded to him.

Ave was still trying to catch her breath and register what had just happened, when her unfocused eyes found his where he hovered above her on the bed, and she watched in embarrassment as he smiled at her proudly and then removed his fingers from inside her. To her astonishment, she watched him bring his two fingers towards his mouth, and before she could do anything to stop or ask what he was doing, he put the fingers into his mouth and licked them. She saw as his eyes closed in pleasure as he licked his fingers that were coated with her like it was the most delicious thing on earth, further making her flush in embarrassment and wish the ground would open and swallow her whole.

"You taste divine, Aveline." She heard him whisper as he removed the fingers from his mouth after licking them clean, and then reached out and adjusted her dress to cover her before he’d further lose his own control.