Total pages in book: 207
Estimated words: 196971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 985(@200wpm)___ 788(@250wpm)___ 657(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 196971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 985(@200wpm)___ 788(@250wpm)___ 657(@300wpm)
The marquis placed his hands on the pillar, trapping her in his hold. “You have been captured.”
“And i-if I am?”
“Then you must submit to whatever I ask of you.”
Her heart slammed against her chest. “And w-what would you ask, milord?”
“Your honesty.”
Her eyes widened.
“I wish to know if you truly possess not a single doubt that I may have something to do with your impending death?” It mattered to him very much that she did not. Ever since he had learned of the soul seer’s visions, Ilie had wondered what he would do if it turned out that Soleil did not trust him.
And if she didn’t, he could not even blame her for it. As a half-demon, his very nature did not inspire trust, and more so when one considered his duty as part of the Galere. His first loyalty would always be to the demon duke.
He gazed down at her. “Milady?”
She swallowed, the hooded look in her eyes ironically making it clear just how much her answer meant to him. Her entire life, she had been trained to distrust otherworlders and most especially demons. They were the reason she had been cursed, the reason she had been sentenced to die as an infant.
But even so—-
“If only,” she whispered unevenly, “truth serums also worked in making people confess their feelings, then I would—-ah—-what are you doing?” she ended up half-hissing, half-shrieking.
“A reward...” The marquis’ fingers were inhumanly swift as they made short work of the row of pearl buttons at the back of her gown. “For your trust—-”
What? A cool breeze touched her now-naked back, and she gasped, “I don’t need a reward—-”
He smiled down at her. “Then it is a reward for myself.” The last button was released, and then the marquis was pulling the gown off her shoulders.
“No!”
But it was too late, the gown falling to the floor.
“Milord—-oh.” He had not wasted time, his mouth latching on one nipple, and her eyes closed. He began kneading her already aching breasts, and she couldn’t stop herself from clutching his head and pressing her nipple deeper into his mouth.
Oh, how addictive this sensation was!
Heat churned inside of her when he did the same thing to her other breast, its flames licking higher and higher, touching every part of her body. But when he started to move his mouth down, she shook her head. “W-wait!”
He lifted his head.
“I w-want it to be different.” She could feel her cheeks turning pink as she spoke. “You keep doing it...” She swallowed. “I want it to be my...turn.”
Ah. He straightened to his full height. “Do you mean—-” His lips curved in a knowing smile. “You wish to have my cock in your mouth?”
Her eyes flew to him in a mixture of embarrassment and vexation, and she exclaimed, “Must you always be so explicit?”
“Only because I love to see the blush stealing your cheeks,” he answered right away. “It makes me think of a rose that only unfurls its petals in greeting in my presence.”
The redness in her cheeks deepened. “You and your words,” Soleil muttered. “You say that to every lady you seduce, don’t you?”
“Actually, no.” Ilie was being honest. “I cannot recall having to woo any woman. They always want to be fucked.”
“Ilie!”
“Fear not, milady,” he teased. “You are special—-”
“Only because I’m your heartkeeper,” she said crossly. She tried covering her breasts, thinking it was ridiculous to argue with a half-demon, half-wolf marquis while she stood half-naked in front of him like some sacrificial virgin.
But the marquis wouldn’t let her. Drawing her arms back to her side, he murmured in feigned puzzlement, “You want my cock in your mouth and yet you cannot even stand for me to stare at your breasts—-”
“Curse you!”
His laughter was rich and sensual, but his touch was gentle as he traced her lips. “You are certain about this?”
“Stop asking me,” she mumbled. “You’re just making me more nervous.”
“On your knees then, ma lisse.”
Oh.
The command alone was more than enough for her entire body to tremble in sensual excitement, more so when the wind around them seemed to keep her nipples in a perpetual state of arousal.
Sinking to her knees, she watched the marquis unzip his breeches and release his cock. It was already fully erect, and she was momentarily daunted. Logically speaking, she knew it would fit her mouth, but – how long would she be able to...before...choking?
“Normally, one has to coax a cock into arousal but as you can see...” The marquis’ tone above her turned dry. “There is no need as my manhood is always at full attention in your presence.”
His hand rested on the top of her head, and she gulped nervously.
“Reach for my cock, ma lisse, and slowly draw it inside your mouth while...yes,” Ilie hissed as his heartkeeper did exactly what he asked. It was pure bliss, heaven on earth, the most fucking beautiful moment in his life to have his cock in Soleil’s mouth.