There was a big difference between closing oneās eyes and oneās eyes being covered. All of her nerves were so sensitive that even her breathing sounded too loud for her own ears.
The dryness of her parched lips and saliva going down her throat as she swallowed could be felt keenly enough to be called excessive.
Lily didnāt even know how much time had passed.
When all her senses were obscured, her sense of time disappeared. She could notice her own body in the empty room.
It was an unfamiliar experience.
Lily hugged herself, wrinkling her negligee. She felt cold, her hands clammy, and she really wanted to remove her blindfold.
What if he comes in just as I take it off?
She didnāt want to imagine what might happen.
In the end, Lily only pressed her thin fingers over the black cloth.
The moment she lowered her hand, a clicking sound was heard from the entrance of the room.
āWhoās thereā¦ Ah!ā
The dread took over her mind and she reflexively stepped backward, staggering. Her arms floundered as she tilted dangerously.
Fortunately, Lily didnāt fall to the ground as a rock-hard arm supported her waist and pulled her in.
Her head barely reached the other personās shoulders, which made it obvious that they were a tall, broad man.
The sensation of cold air was replaced by the intense warmth of body temperature. His presence was so strong that it felt as if they were the only two people in the world, his body so solid that it gave the illusion of a wall.
Lily immediately pushed him away but to no avail.
āL-Let me go! If you donāt let go, Iāll call someone!ā
āI see. Who are you going to call?ā
Lily was flabbergasted at the deep voice tickling her eardrums. It was one she knew, sweet and sensual.
āDukeā¦? Since when have you been here? I thought I was alone all this timeā¦ā
Her shoulders relaxed. The man was not a stranger.
The memory of him at the mountain, the bright crimson eyes and the back disappearing into the darkness, flashed through her mind.
Right now, he smelled ofā¦ blood.
He must never die.
At least, he had to stay alive until either she had a baby or her brothers were fully capable of running the family business.
Lilyās hand flitted all over his body. āAre you hurt anywhere? Iāve been waiting for you for a long time.ā
āDid you wait for me?ā
She knew the entire exchange sounded weird, but somehow it made her feel better.
āIāve waited a lot. They said the monster is poisonous. Even if a small amount of poison gets on you, youāllā¦ You need to hurry up and rest.ā Her hands continued their movements across his forearms, chest, and neck.
Everywhere Lily touched, it felt like he was still wearing his armor for how firm his body was. It was almost as if she was touching a statue carved from marble, not a person.
Her fingertips grazed his face. She froze.
A man who doesnāt want his face to be seen. Can I touch his face?
But there was no response from him and so she did as she pleased. Lily slowly placed her hands on his cheeks. They were smooth and supple. It didnāt feel like his skin was marred with scars.
Regardless, it didnāt matter if his face was burned or scarred. She was used to it.
Her fingertips stroked his sharp jaw and straight nose. His features were so defined that she almost believed that he was indeed a sculpture.
He had long eyelashes too. When Lilyās hand grazed them, his eyes blinked rapidly.
Her fingertips slowly descended to his lips. They were soft and warm.
He sighed deeply and squeezed her wrist. āI donāt think Iām the one you should worry about Lily.āĀ He tightened his grip and pulled her further into him, their bodies pressed firmly together.
Lily fidgeted in surprise at what she felt against her navel
Inside his pants was obviously aā¦
She flushed. āWhat the hell is thisā¦ nonsense,ā she muttered to herself.
What was she even supposed to feel? She didnāt know it could be soā¦ big.
His heat could be felt even through the barrier of their clothes. Lily squirmed some more, completely unaware of how her movements were torturing her husband.
He growled. āYou can stop now. Iāll give you a reward youāve been patiently waiting for.ā
Lilyās eyes widened, her lower abdomen tightening at the sound of his breathy voice. She didnāt realize how obscene those sweet whispers actually were.
Didnāt he use his finger on me after his sweet compliments the last time?
Engraved on her body, the sensations from that night came to mind. The dizzying, white-hot pleasureā¦
Lily struggled to deny her desire and push his hard chest away. āI donāt know what the reward is, but anything is fine.ā
āYou already know what it is, though. It even feels like youāre looking forward to it.ā
It seemed that he could feel her reaction to his touch through the numerous points of contact between their bodies.
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He squeezed her leg, and Lily felt even more conscious of the burning heat between them.
What would it feel like to have his member inside me instead of his finger?
She felt her throat dry. The question wouldnāt let her out of its grasp even if she thought it was disgusting. Her heart beat so quickly that she could feel her skull pound.
He chuckled. Something touched her lower lip. Maybe it was his fingers.