《Loved By A Vampire King》Chapter 418 - Repaying Him ~~~~ Part 1
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He was burning for her mentally, physically or emotionally. It was harder to control your desire when he knew what belonged to him but couldn't touch it. His words left her speechless but a new kind of thrill that was running through her veins like a slow poison eager to brust out.
Ayra's eyes followed his back blankly. Pouring dirty words inside her ears, he went back to sit on the couch that was placed a few steps away from her. Legs crossed leisurely, Cedric reached out to fill two glasses for them. A stool filled with expensive wines were already there from the beginning. It was natural thing for kings to treat each others quite exaggeratingly. King Draco wasn't an exceptional. He wanted to remain in good sides of Cedric since he knew how powerful that man was.
Swallowing hard, Ayra had no choice but to obey his each command.. She was embarrassed enough already but now keeping their gaze locked would worsen the situation.
Cedric had a playful smile on his lips. Dancing his eyes on her like a patient wolf, he was spending a good quality time in enjoying the sight of her blushing cheeks. When she delayed the time of her stripping, Cedric teased on purpose of enciting her anger more,
" Quick, Princess! Don't tell me that you can't do this least when you killed a witch at seven?"
Ayra glared at his satisfied smile. Biting her lips together, she puffed her chest encouragingly and started from her bottom skirt.
Her hands began to shake with the straps that had wrapped around her small waist. Chest heaving, she could hear her own heart pounding like a hummer against a hard wall.
Cedric smirked, never teared his dark eyes from her body as she began to unveil herself in front of his eyes.
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The fireplace was bright inside the room. There was no way out for her to hide her embarrassment behind any layer of darkeness. Sucking another trembling breath, she gave a harsh pull on her skirt. Soon the silk fabric slided down through her thighs, followed its lead over the ground and left her body with upper top only.
Her eyes squeezed shut one subconsciously. She wore nothing but a red panty, matching pair with her bra that she had underneath her skirt. Her cheeks turned red like tomatoes, sensing that Cedric's eyes were stuck on her lower part.
Cedric muttered moving uncomfortably on his seat,
" Fuck! "
Her thighs were slim but fleshy, giving him the urge of squeezing them into his palms. Though she was still wearing her upper top, he didn't expect that her body would look so attractive with short only.
Warm air tingled against her skin but she felt an odd cold. She wandered whether it was the temperature or her body that was feeling cold for no appearent reason.
Too embarrassed to lock their eyes again, she pulled her eyes down, slowly reached for her zipper on her back but the pervert demon who was obssesed in playing with her ordered coldly,
" Eyes, Princess! "
Fuck.. This man..
Ayra cursed under her breath and pulled her eyes up to look into his heated eyes in distant. She felt her stomach twisting into a knot, dark anticipations rising through her veins when she deeply noticed how sexually handsome he was looking under the dim light of fireplace. She couldn't deny the fact that he was breathtakingly handsome, too handsome to keep your eyes away from him.
Feeling her eyes on him unmoving, Cedric couldn't help but speaking out in a husky voice,
" You know, Princess..If you keep staring into my eyes like that, I believe that the rest of your little act would be done by me."
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Caught in red-handed, Ayra blushed before returning into her normal gaze. Her awkwardness only brought smile on his face. At least, she was drooling on his godly handsome face.
Taking a bite of her bottom lips, her fingers worked on her back, slowly pulling down the zipper that was the only barrier against her skin. Her stomach somersaulted as the top began to loose out from her body and finally slided down finding its way to the ground and joined with her discarded skirt.
All the goosebumps on her skin stood up in attention finally. Standing in front of him with bikini was enough to make her senseless in embarrassment eternally. She kept standing in numbness too shy to say something but all she could sense that his eyes were always on her.
On the other side, his cold wine was stuck in his tongue with difficulties. Eyes froze on her inviting body, he could feel his blood rising. His demon inside went crazy in her sight, eager to pounce on her body but he knew very well that it would be a very wrong move. The last time that he tasted her was quite fast. They were literally playing a game and he had no time to enjoy the real sight of her beauty.
Cedric slowly gulped down his wine, hoped that it would help him soothing his raw desire inside. Putting down his glass aside, he reached out to open the first two buttons of his coat. Ayra's eyes widened at the view of his action.
Leaving the two buttons opened just like it, Cedric sat up from the couch and made his way towards her after taking another wine filled glass from the stool. Each step that he took on her way, her hands began to gather shin sweat.
Her breathing turned erratic and palms clasped onto each others to stop herself from trembling. Cedric came on her side and ran his eyes shamelessly over her barely covered body.
Observing the light gleam on her skin, Cedric asked with a smile,
" Is it very hot, Princess?"
Ayra muttered imagining what could be his next move on her,
" A..a little.."
Cedric's eyes moved onto the fireplace that were litting up very lively. Resting his eyes on it for a few seconds, Ayra noticed that their room soon turned dark with neon light.
Ayra breathed out a long sigh. Standing in odd silence, she asked hoping that he had entertained his sight enough,
" Is his highness satisfied with my performance? Can I put back my clothes now?"
Cedric chuckled in response behind her back. Tiptoeing closer to her bare shoulder, Cedric whispered streching out his arms to untie her ponytail,
" Why so rush, Princess? Do you want me to do something that I want or you want me to do something that you are imagining inside your little head, hmm?"
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