Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife
Chapter 177: Depriving

Chapter 177: Depriving

Lucian swirled Ave around and crushed his mouth against hers. He didn’t kiss her gently; there was nothing gentle in his kiss—he kissed her with a raw, savage hunger that caught her off guard. His mouth slanted over hers in a brutal, possessive kiss that made her knees weak, but thankfully he was still holding onto her waist in the water as he kissed her. She felt his desperation in the way he claimed her lips, as if he couldn’t stand the thought of letting her go. His grip on her waist was firm, almost punishing, as he dominated her lips and skillfully got rid of her bikini bra by loosening the straps without her knowledge.

The yellow fabric floated atop the blue pond where the golden hue of the sunset bathed them in its light, but Ave was too lost in his hungry kisses to notice that she was only in her panties. She couldn’t ignore the electric thrill that raced through her veins at his kiss. It was intoxicating and addictive—the way his mouth bruised against hers like he wanted to devour her, the way his fingers brushed her skin igniting a fire deep within her. Every kiss, every caress made her ache for more, awakening desires she had never known existed before him.

She felt his hands shifting restlessly over the sides of her bare breasts, then cupping her buttocks and holding her against his aroused body while he kissed her until they were both on fire, and she was arching desperately against his arousal.

Ave could feel the heat in her body rising to an unbearable degree, her skin prickling with anticipation as he nibbled and kissed his way to her neck and then settled on her breast. His warm tongue flicked over her sensitive peak as he held her with one arm above the water. She felt electric jolts travel through her with every tease of his mouth, and she let out the desperate moan she had been holding back.

"Lucian..." She cried out his name as she dug her fingers into his wet hair and pressed his head to her hardened nipples even more. At this moment, she was too lost in her desires to give herself reasons she shouldn’t be making out with him in the water or anywhere; she was too desperate for his touch that she arched against him and threw her head back as he transitioned from one breast to the other and used his other hand under the water to slide into her panty and cup her sex in his palm before he rubbed against it.

Her body quivered at his touch, and she gripped his hair tighter as her breath came in uneven gasps as the tension refused to fade but increased. Her thighs clenched instinctively, her lips parted as she breathed out heavily and arched desperately towards his hand, hoping he would give her the release she sought like the other time. However, Lucian pulled his head back from her breast and stilled his hand inside her panty as he gazed at her heavy-lidded eyes that seemed unfocused and her flushed face.

She was always responsive to him, and Lucian felt he would die from holding himself back. Whenever he kissed or touched her, he tortured himself far more than anything, because he never found release in what his body sought for. He could feel how hard his loin had grown and how his heart raced, pumping adrenaline through his veins as he fought against the primal urge to slide out his hardened shaft and thrust into her warmth that felt hot and ready for him, but he knew he couldn’t do that unless he made her see that he had the right to it and taught her to touch him back as well, because he burned for her touch.

He hated to keep her on the edge, but Lucian knew he would have to this time to teach her how to reach out to him first. He reluctantly retrieved his hand from her panty, and she parted her lips as if to tell him not to, but she didn’t speak and only stared back at him.

She was still breathing heavily through her parted lips and looked disoriented and...adorable. With the way her moistened blue eyes were staring at him, Lucian knew if she were to open her mouth and tell him to continue, he would, even though he would suffer doubly with painful erection. But she didn’t; she looked away from his eyes and glanced down at the shimmering water.

Ave’s body had built up with an unexplainable tension, and she knew after yesterday what her body wanted before it would feel relaxed again, and when he retrieved his hand, she was tempted to tell him not to. But then, with his hand gone from her body, a little sense had begun to return to her. Her body yearned and wanted him to continue, but her embarrassment and stubbornness made her unable to voice it out. She knew he wanted her to say it, but she wasn’t going to.

When Ave felt the breeze against her chest, she frowned and looked down to see that her bikini bra was not in place. Her eyes widened as she glared at Lucian accusingly, "Where is..." She trailed off when he held up his hand where the yellow bra was hanging from his fingers.

Already mad that he seduced her by kissing her and making her mind go crazy but then didn’t go as far as yesterday, she glared at him and reached out to snatch the bra from him. However, Lucian raised it up over his head where her hand couldn’t reach, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Give it back to me!" She gritted her teeth and used her right arm to cover her exposed breasts while she tried to snatch the bra with the other hand, but Lucian turned around and swam away from her while smirking. "Come and get it, fierce kitten." He purred in amusement as he swam away with ease, and as expected, she followed behind him.

Ave was in no mood to play after what he did, and she swam behind him while cursing him with every foul language she knew. He was a fast swimmer, she noted when she couldn’t catch up to him, and to her surprise, he suddenly disappeared under the water.

She stopped and dove down to look for him, but to her astonishment, she couldn’t make out anything from below. The water was clean, but because of the sun that had started to set, she couldn’t see or notice any movement. It was like he had disappeared or was good at hiding. Ave swam around the water, but the urge to breathe made her break up to the surface.

She looked around, but the only thing surrounding her were the forest and the silence. Just as fear was starting to settle into her heart, she let out a startled scream when he suddenly emerged from the water right in front of her and covered her mouth with his, muffling her scream.

Ave was startled at first, but when she realized it was him, she tried to push away from him, but he only kissed her deeply and smiled against her mouth. "Calm down, fierce kitten, don’t be mad at me," he whispered against her mouth at the same time he slid his hand into her panty and found her sex. He rubbed his finger against her folds in a sensational way before he slid into her. She let out a silent moan as her fingers dug deeper into his shoulders.

Lucian felt her body tighten around his finger as he began to move in and out of her, causing her to shudder and instinctively move her hips against his hand, his gaze locked on her face as he pleased her. He had thought to deprive her of what her body sought so she could also feel the torture he endured every time he was with her until she would ask him for it. However, he couldn’t bring it in his heart to torture her. She was too precious for him to do that to her.

With each delicate stroke of his fingers, she came closer to her release, and he watched her while he took pleasure in her little moans and quivering body and the jolting of her rounded bare breasts as she moved with his hand. She dug her fingers deeper into his shoulders as her moans grew louder, and she arched boldly against him without any shame this time.

"Lucian...ahh..." She cried when she felt something tightening in her lower abdomen and a swelling sensation building up. Even her vision of Lucian had blurred as she tried to come down from the ninth cloud his fingers were riding her on; she was too high to think of anything but where he was guiding her to, a certain destination she could feel she was approaching and needed to reach, or she might die from not getting there. All her muscles were tense, and her blood was racing. She moaned out his name.

"You’re almost there, honey." He breathed down on her skin as he increased his pace, thrusting and moving faster to bring her there. When she finally came to the edge, she let out a shaky cry, and her body jolted and then melted into his arms. Her breathing was heavy and uneven as she fell limp into his arms, her head against his shoulder. Lucian removed his fingers and then hugged her to him.

"You did well, Babe." He stroked her back tenderly and allowed her to relax into him as she tried to regain her strength and catch her breath. They remained like that for who knows how long with the quiet evening surrounding them and the occasional rippling of the water until Ave slowly began to come back to her senses.

She stared blankly at the still water at first, embarrassed about what he had just done to her and how she had responded to it because she enjoyed it. Her face flushed crimson as heat rose up to her face. She was too embarrassed to even move away from his embrace until he moved away first and then held up her bra to her chest.

When she tried to take it from him without looking at his face, he moved it away from her reach yet again and smirked, "Allow me to help you wear it back. It’s the first time I’m seeing something like this, and I’d like to have the honor to do it for you," he whispered, his golden eyes looking back at her proudly.

Ave knew she had nothing to feel embarrassed or ashamed of when this wasn’t the first time he had done this for her, but she just couldn’t help it. She removed her arms from around her breasts and gave him the access to help her into the bikini bra.

Despite the fact that Lucian had never seen anything like the bra before, he seemed to understand how to put it on her, as he’d been the one to remove it. However, he took his time covering her breasts with it before tying the straps behind her.