The Reason Why the Forsaken Fake Returned Chapter 99

The steamy heat rising in the bathroom created a mysterious atmosphere, as if wrapped in fog.

 

Caleb, half-reclining naked in the bathtub, quietly watched Shailoh as she gently ran her hands over his shoulders, arms, and wrists. The tantalizing curve of her breasts, barely visible beyond the bath towel, resembled a grazing animal teasing, swaying a tempting part of its body. When he reached out to grab them, she pulled back slightly as if to tease him, avoiding his touch.

 

Caleb narrowed his eyes and growled. “What are you trying to do right now?”

 

“I’m just attending to your bath.” Shailoh replied nonchalantly, shifting slightly to wash his back. As her hands felt the firm muscles beneath, she couldn’t help but admire them. “You’re quite different with and without clothes, Your Highness. No one would guess what’s beneath that fabric.”

 

“It’s not like you haven’t seen me half-naked before. It’s hardly surprising.” Caleb chuckled incredulously and this time, surrendered himself to her intentions. “Do you have a rope?”

 

“A rope?”

 

“You know, like in those plays and myths. Where the woman waits behind the man she despises and then strangles him with a rope.” His words, though joking, carried a hint of seriousness. Caleb tilted his head back and suggested. “It’s the safest way compared to other methods. Less risk of retaliation.”

 

“…Well, that’s too cliche.” Shailoh shrugged her shoulders, then made him lower his head and pressed her fingers firmly into his neck, massaging the pressure points. Caleb let out a low groan as the tension released.

 

Shailoh then grasped his chin, tilting his head back again, and placed a folded towel over his eyes to avoid meeting his turquoise gaze. She proceeded to massage his scalp, pressing firmly, then poured shampoo into her palm and lathered his platinum hair. “There’s one thing I don’t understand.”

 

“You don’t understand?”

 

“Can you really love a man enough to want to kill him?”

 

Caleb’s throat bobbed at her unexpected words.

 

Shailoh then rinsed his hair with a water-filled basin. “Half the world is men, but is there truly a man worth that? I don’t know.” Her voice was surprisingly calm yet cold. She stood up and turned her back. “Wash the rest yourself and come out. I’ll be waiting.” Without waiting for a response, she grabbed the bathroom door handle and left.

 

It wasn’t long before Caleb emerged, wrapped in a robe. He roughly dried his dripping hair with a towel and approached Shailoh, who was sitting on the couch. She was now dressed in a slip, her legs crossed as she commanded.

 

“Sit here.”

 

Though he frowned at the authoritative order, Caleb soon found himself being pulled by the arm and obediently sat on the couch. In the next moment, Shailoh blindfolded him with a cloth she had prepared.

 

“I got inspired by what you just said.”

 

“Ha.” Caleb let out a short, incredulous laugh, settling his arms on the back of the couch as if curious to see what she would do next.

 

Shailoh twisted her lips into a smirk at his arrogant posture, then lifted her foot and traced it over his chest. Realizing it wasn’t her fingers, Caleb grabbed her ankle.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“If you don’t like it, I’ll stop. But if you endure it, you might find you enjoy it.” Shailoh whispered softly, then slid her foot between the folds of his robe.

 

“What’s going through your head?”

 

“You know all about Duke Cornwall’s sexual preferences, don’t you? So I thought I’d try this method. I also wanted to show that I made an effort in my own way.” Shailoh’s tone was dripping with sarcasm. She frowned as Caleb’s hand caressed her ankle, then shook him off roughly.

 

“…Fine.” He growled, but only for a moment. Accepting her provocation, Caleb held out both his palms. “What about contraception?”

 

“No need. I already took care of it.”

 

“Do whatever you want. But if you kill the mood, you’ll pay for it. I’ll make sure you can’t even get up for two days.”

 

“From now on, don’t say a word. Not a single one.”

 

The moment he gave permission, Shailoh pushed his shoulders down. Caleb’s body fell back onto the couch, and in the darkness, he reached out, searching for her silhouette. But she dodged his touch, settling herself firmly atop his lower body. Even through two layers of fabric, she could feel his cock, already hard and straining upward with excitement. She let out a cold, mocking laugh, then slipped off his robe and wrapped her hand around him.

 

“Already hard? You really are a dog in heat, Your Highness.”

 

“That’s why I’m the perfect match for a bitch in heat. Haa.” Unfazed, Caleb responded, letting out a low moan as her grip tightened.

 

Shailoh stroked his cock up and down, almost teasingly, her touch both mocking and intimate. “I still can’t believe something like this has been inside me. Disgusting.” No matter how many times she saw it, the size was intimidating, veins bulging, and the color dark and menacing.

 

“Have you forgotten how you begged me to fuck you harder?”

 

“I told you not to say anything.”

 

As she let go, Caleb covered his own mouth with his hand. Shailoh laughed at his shamelessness, the sound escaping her lips like air from a balloon, then began to fondle his balls. Even after spilling so much the night before, he was already swollen and full again. Lowering her head, she stuck out her tongue and began to lick him as if tasting candy, just like she had seen in the brothel before.

 

“Khh.” Caleb exhaled roughly, surrendering to the pleasure.

 

Her tongue traced from his balls up the shaft, finally swirling around the glistening, precum-slicked tip. The way she licked him, like a cat lapping up cream, made Caleb clench his fists so tightly the veins stood out on his hands. As Shailoh pulled away, brushing off his hand once more, a sigh escaped his lips.

 

“Is this some kind of new torture?”

 

“I never said you could come in my mouth.”

 

Dropping all pretense of politeness, Shailoh looked down at him with the cold eyes of a master regarding a lowly servant, then resumed stroking his cock with a steady, rhythmic motion. His cock, already growing harder in her hand, quickly pulsed and spilled hot, sticky cum all over her palm.

 

Shailoh glanced at the mess coating her hand, then brought it right up to his lips. “Lick it.”

 

“…”

 

“It’s yours, after all.”

 

Still blindfolded, Caleb obeyed her command without a word. His hot, soft tongue wrapped around her fingers, licking up his own cum with the same care she’d just shown him, sucking her fingers greedily. The way his tongue worked, so eager and hungry, reminded her of how he’d bitten, licked, and sucked her nipples. That memory sent a flush of heat through her body. Without realizing it, Shailoh’s hips gave a small, involuntary thrust.

 

“That’s enough.” Pulling her hand away, Shailoh slowly stood and slid her panties down beneath her slip. Then she climbed back on top of him.

 

He should have softened after coming once, but his cock was still rock hard, throbbing against her entrance as if daring her to take him. Wetness pooled between her thighs, her body aching to be filled. With both hands braced on his veined, muscular abs, she took a deep breath and began to lower herself onto him. The moment he stretched her open, stars exploded behind her eyes. A dizzying mix of pain and pleasure.

 

“Ah!”

 

Before she could fully take him in, Caleb bucked his hips up, fucking her like a beast unleashed. His cock drove into her mercilessly, pounding so deep it felt like he might reach her womb. Shailoh, struggling to stifle her moans, finally raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.

 

Slap. Caleb’s head snapped to the side from the force of the blow, a red handprint blooming on his cheek as he slowly looked up at her.

 

Shailoh steadied her breath, trying to regain control. His eyes, now visible as the blindfold slipped off, gleamed with a wild, predatory light like a beast just waking from hibernation. The sight sent a chill down her spine. Without backing down, she spoke in a clear, commanding voice. “Right now, ngh… I’m in charge. You’re the one who agreed to follow my head. Ha… So just lie there and do as you’re told.”

 

The air between them was taut, stretched tight like a wire about to snap. In the end, it was Caleb who surrendered first, baring his teeth in a grin as he handed control to her.

 

Shailoh slipped the blindfold back over his eyes, then began to move her hips, sliding her index and thumb into his mouth. Just as he’d done to her the night before, she pressed down on his tongue, squeezing until it felt like she was cutting off his breath. His tongue twitched, then began to suck her fingers again, just like a baby nursing at its mother’s breast. Saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth, coating her fingers and stretching in long, glistening strands.

 

Suppressing her heated body as she was on the edge of climax, Shailoh clenched her teeth and moved her hips slowly. As the sensation of him probing her inner walls overwhelmed her, she closed her eyes in pleasure. At that moment, Caleb cursed under his breath. His hips jerked as he climaxed inside her.