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Her palm rested on his chest, igniting and unleashing her powers subconsciously with her growing anger and pains. She wasn't supposed to be angry with him. She never meant to love him or fall him but heavens knew how she felt when she found them kissing each others at the corridor. It took all her might to stop herself from killing Sienna. The Jury was already present at the castle and she couldn't give him another trouble.
Cedric stared back at her with same intensity. The burning sensation didn't hurt him but all that mattered to him was the hurt which he saw in her eyes. Until today after their marriage, she was angered, frustrated or irritated on him countless times but this was probably the first time that he saw her hurting because of him. Because he did something foolish to remind her that how unworthy was he of earning her love.
Tears began to stream from her eyes. She wasn't sure why she was crying but realization hit her hard when she sensed and understood that she was hurting her. Her eyes slightly dialeted and a surprised gasp leaked through her lips. She wanted to take her hand back but Cedric used his other hand to force her palm onto his chest, enduring the pain that she wanted to give him subconsciously.
Ayra panicked, her voice cracked in a guilty feelings,
" Your Highness..."
Instead of letting go, Cedric gripped onto her palm more tightly. His voice came out soft and coaxing as if he was afraid of hurting her a slight,
" If you let go, I will be hurt more."
His simple words shocked her sanity. Her vision turned more blurry when she realized the literal meaning behind his words. He was willing to take the punishment from her but heavens, she was feeling suffocated and guilty for hurting him. Her voice broke down as she tried to break free their clutches,
She fought an endless battle to get rid of her sinful palm that was hurting and injuring him. After she whined more loudly in crying, Cedric had no choice to leave her hand and he immediately pulled her closer, giving her no choice to run away.
She was hurt emotionally. Her words and eyes never meant the same words that she spoke or tried to represent in front of him. His hand snaked around her fragile waist and he hoisted her up slightly to clung onto his shoulders.
Ayra struggled weakly but not enough to fight back or push him away. Today's incident reminded her that she had claims on him that she couldn't share with anyone ever. Cedric's voice began to come out commanding as he held her tightly in her arms, never letting go,
" Why can't you hurt me,huh? Didn't you just hurt Sienna? Tell me, Princess Ayra."
She felt mentally tangled by his tricky questions. Not giving him any answer, she tried to release from his arms but he only tightened the grip, her feet missing the balance to stay on line. Still, she refused to reveal all the words that she had in her mind for her.
This drove him crazy and he felt the urge of merging their souls together today. He knew that he would fail her if he didn't prove himself today. His mouth descended down slightly to capture her lips. Ayra wanted to tilt her head away but he was already gripping her head from back. Her lips ached at the way, his teeth mercilessly sucked her lips together.
She felt disgusted to be kissed by the same lips that Sienna claimed a while ago but he was giving her no chance to dodge. He mumbled onto her mouth breathlessly through their kiss,
" What did I warn you earlier? Never compare yourself with other women when I am yours for eternity. Have you seen me kissed her like this, Princess Ayra?"
He mumbled before claiming her lips into a searing kiss. Indeed he was kissing her back to back passionately as if they had no tomorrow. Her head began to arch behind with the intensity of force that he used each time when he deepened the kiss.
Cedric wanted to laugh at her words. For the first time, she spoke back with jealousy and there was nothing more that he asked her from her. His hands ran across her entire body, her hips, her breasts and the curves of her body to cuddle aggressively. He was burning for her and he knew that only being inside her could prove that he only desired for her in this life. After meeting her, there was no woman that seemed attractive in his eyes.
He mumbled back, kneading her hips hardly to hear her low gutteral moans,
" Have you seen me kissing her back or have you seen me touching her like this?"
He finished his words to slide a finger into her tight entrance from back through clothes. She had her clothes but his finger could still feel the dumpness of her womanhood. She was already dripping for him. He groaned in satisfaction onto her mouth as she closed her thighs together shyly.
Her brain calmed down slowly after the words he told and she blinked several seconds to adjust her memory. He wasn't kissing her back and most importantly, the shock was evident on his expression after she separated that bitch from his lips.
How dare she...
Ayra rumbled back, fisting his clothes into her palms angrily,
" Why.. didn't you explain to me..you.."
She found it embarrassing but there was no way out that she could control her rage at that moment. Her hands flew for him but he gripped them together, pushing her back to fall on the bed.
The bed made a startled noise at their joined force. Ayra looked up at him with her misty eyes and swallowed hard when she saw the burning lust in his eyes. She was already finding herself dripping wet.
Cedric muttered smiling down at her widely,
" Maybe because I was too greedy to coax you like this way."
Ayra sutured looking up to down at him breathlessly,
" What.. what way?"
Cedric chuckled putting his hands on her knees slowly,
" Open your thighs for me, Princess. Let me show you how much this man belongs to you, not anyone, not Sienna but you."