Predatory Marriage — Chapter 148. Tie Me Up (2)
Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan
She knew that. She was also confident that she would recover.
“But you said it would take ten years…” she whispered. She would have to live ten years with the anguish of knowing she might kill him.
Ishakan slowly crouched, his large body covering her completely, illustrating the difference in the size of their bodies. Instinctively, she tried to shrink back, but the cuffs on her wrists kept her from moving away.
“In those ten years?” Ishakan asked, smirking. “Are you worried I’ll die by your hands?”
She blinked. Now she understood what he meant when he called her naive. Leah examined the man before her. She was pale and thin, but he was tanned and robustly muscled. The fear embedded in her heart like needles vanished. Leah looked up at him with trembling eyes.
Then she asked something else of him.
“Give me a kiss.”
Ishakan’s eyes curved.
“I was going to anyway.”
Slowly, their lips touched. He bit her lips softly and slipped his tongue in. A warmth she had forgotten surged in her lower belly. She let out a small moan, her arms lifting to try to hug him, but instead her chains rattled.
It was the same sound that haunted her dreams and even her reality in auditory hallucinations, but now it did not frighten her. She was with Ishakan.
They kissed, sharing their warmth. Staring at each other without looking away, rubbing and sucking each other’s tongues. As their kiss intensified, her body warmed completely.
Their lips parted with a wet noise, their hot breaths panting together. Ishakan looked down at her with his eyes half-closed.
“I want to…” Leah whispered hesitantly, and the corners of his mouth turned up.
“What?” He asked with a smile.
“I want to do it with you.”
She wanted to be completely in his domain. She wanted to feel protected by his side, as Leah, not as Cerdina’s puppet. She couldn’t embrace him with her hands, so instead she tried to gently kiss his cheek. But since her lips couldn’t reach, she bit the side of his chin.
Not even a bite marked his hard skin. She delicately licked his chin.
“Put it inside me…” She said hesitantly. She felt very embarrassed, saying it. She wished she could speak more fluently, more seductively, but she had no talent for it. Leah bit her lip.
Even as she was embarrassed at her own boldness, Ishakan was motionless, staring intently at her, his golden eyes shining so sharply that she felt a wave of déjà vu.
“…I always think about it.” He whispered. “If the animal blood inside me was any denser, you’d be in trouble.”
Slowly, his hands roamed her body. Moving over her cleavage, he lightly brushed her n!pples, visible under her thin nightgown. His hands slid down her thighs to her calves and grasped her ankles, lifting her shackled ankles up. Ishakan slid a pillow under her waist and licked his lips.
“If I followed my impulses, you’d be sore by now,” he murmured.
The bottom of her Kurkan-style nightgown slipped down, a thin one-piece with a drawstring at her waist that left her otherwise completely uncovered. Belatedly, she remembered that she had no underclothes.
Looking between her legs, Ishakan bit her ankles around the shackles, leaving marks on her white skin.
“Let’s do this before we put it inside,” he said, and thrust his manhood between her thighs.