I Became The Wife Of The Cursed Grand Duke Chapter 59

Evelyn, who had been tensing her body as if on guard, finally spoke up.

 

“I wanted to see…”

 

Evelyn’s throat tightened as she spoke, unsure if it was surrender or confession.

 

“I’ve been waiting.”

 

There was no sure way to know whether the person in front of her was a vision or reality than to feel their warmth.

 

Evelyn reached up and wrapped her arms around Kalian’s neck, pulling him as close as she could. She could feel his body stiffen instantly, but she didn’t care.

 

“I did… ah!”

 

Evelyn’s lips lowered as Kalian stared at her with unreadable eyes.

 

Then he pulled Evelyn’s bottom lip in and sucked on it, whispering in a nail-scratchy voice.

 

“Yes, that’s enough.”

 

“Ugh.”

 

Evelyn couldn’t answer. As soon as his tongue entered her open mouth, every sound she made was swallowed by him.

 

His thick body pressed against hers. Evelyn shuddered, feeling the weight of him alone fill her with satisfaction.

 

She wasn’t the only one. As soon as their lips met, a sound she’d never heard before rumbled from his throat.

 

“Ha.”

 

With a saliva-soaked elasticity, his tongue plunged deeper, the invading flesh churning uncontrollably inside her as their overlapping lips rubbed together.

 

Kalian sucked, licked, and drank in the saliva and gasping breath that pooled in her mouth as if to swallow it whole.

 

It was like being transported back in time.

 

Because like a wild animal driven mad by hunger, his kisses, no matter how gentlemanly they started, would eventually become promiscuous.

 

And Evelyn liked the promiscuity; it was inevitable, having first learned to kiss from him in the past. It had grown on her, and she’d gotten used to it.

 

She wrapped her arms around his feverishly hot neck and pulled him closer.

 

“You like it?”

 

Evelyn nodded frantically against his lips.

 

From the moment she’d met him, she’d wanted to do this, to cling to his pristine, unclothed form like this.

 

As if he’d read her mind, the hand that had been caressing her smooth abdomen tightened against the soft flesh.

 

This light touch alone brought her to the threshold of climax. It was a reaction so quick she couldn’t believe it herself.

 

The longing that had been building up for so long had pooled in her lower belly. One more drop and it would be a waterfall.

 

“Please.”

 

Evelyn clutched his shoulder as if she were going to cry.

 

“I, Your Highness…”

 

“Name.”

 

“…”

 

“Call me Kalian from now on. I need you to show me you’re friendly, so people don’t think we’re just sticking together for our own benefit.”

 

He muttered something under his breath and gritted his teeth painfully.

 

“How did I ever call you by your name-ugh!”

 

“You used to call me that.”

 

Suddenly, she remembered the day the gate opened; the time she’d called his name in desperation.

 

“I, uh, couldn’t help it then, it was so urgent.”

 

“So, it’s less urgent now?”

 

Apparently provoked, Kalian began to back Evelyn into a corner.

 

Evelyn couldn’t think straight as the sensations rushed through her. It had been so long since she’d felt anything like this, and she couldn’t control herself.

 

Then a large hand caressed her body affectionately.

 

Even though she had been with him countless times in the past, this was her first night in this life.

 

As she recalled her first experience with him, a shiver of fear and embarrassment ran through her, and she was helpless to do anything about it.

 

Leaning over his strong upper body, he pressed a quick kiss to Evelyn’s lips and asked.

 

“Are you scared?”

 

“…A little.”

 

Sitting up on his knees, he spread her thighs apart and cupped her bottom.

 

“It’s going to hurt a lot.”

 

Evelyn arched her back at the warning and the gentle rubbing sensation, and her eyes narrowed.

 

“Mmm, it feels so, hmm, weird…”

 

She dug her nails into her broad shoulders, a cold sweat tracing the line of her forehead. Still in a dreamlike trance, her withered body flinched at the slightest provocation.

 

“Slowly, ah, my foot…!”

 

As she stiffened at the unexpected stimulus, the cunning man gently brushed his lips over her cheek in a soothing gesture, then nuzzled the nape of her neck.

 

“I promise. Just hold on a little longer, and I’ll make sure you taste ecstasy.”

 

Whispering like an innocent lamb, Kalian positioned his upper body between Evelyn’s thighs. His muscular body, shrouded in darkness, was revealed in the dim light.

 

He was lean rather than lanky, but her impressions were quickly erased as her gaze traveled along his broad shoulders and massive frame.

 

‘Holy shit…’

 

She wouldn’t know it from experience.

 

Remembering how difficult her first experience with him had been, she couldn’t help but feel terrified.

 

The bloodshot eyes of the man who smiled, as if anticipating her panicked reaction, were just as vicious.

 

“Don’t be scared.”

 

A ragged gasp of pain could be heard between the grunts and friction. Tendons flared on his forehead; his teeth clenched in a clenched jaw as he concentrated on his penetration.

 

“Damn it… so hot, are you going to melt me like this?”

 

She barely realized that this was the same conversation that had always prefaced her dreams in the past. Evelyn gripped his forearms tightly, panting, lost in the sensations.

 

“Oh, no, it won’t go in.”

 

“You don’t realize that my specialty is making the impossible possible.”

 

Evelyn’s breathing slowed, and her threadbare thoughts snapped with a snap, as his eyes seemed to want her so badly that she broke out in a cold sweat.

 

Evelyn’s face contorted; she clutched his shoulder in panic.

 

“I feel so, ha, weird…”

 

At that weak response, his ferocious gestures stopped. He stared at her, his eyes unhinged like a runaway horse.

 

‘Why?’

 

Her soft touch, the way her cheeks flushed crimson with excitement, felt unusually familiar today.

 

The way she was visibly agitated and at a loss for words, he pushed her harder than he should have.

 

‘Was I out of my mind, forgetting that it takes a long time to hold a woman who’s probably terrified for the first time.’

 

“Huh.”

 

The ferocity in his eyes drained from his face, and he gripped the backs of her knees with both hands, biting down on his own arousal.

 

A twitch of fear flickered in her hazel eyes as she watched him.

 

He felt her white body tremble slightly, and he quickened his pace, his brow furrowing fiercely.

 

“Don’t look so scared. I can’t stop now anyway.”

 

“I know, I have…”

 

“Good, then.”

 

The way he stares at her, the way his breathing deepens, the way his voice cracks, is hungry.

 

It’s so decadent, so provocative.

 

“Don’t be rash.”

 

Kalian stared at her with dark eyes that barely contained the surge of desire, then shifted his gaze.

 

The jagged scar on her smooth inner thigh was especially noticeable today.

 

“Aaah……!”

 

Evelyn glanced down, her hazel eyes following his, and her hand flailed to cover her thigh, only to be cut off by his.

 

“Well, if you look at it that way!”

 

“You have nothing to be ashamed of.”

 

“Still…”

 

A flutter of desire flashed through me as I watched her eyelids flutter open.

 

She didn’t know how she looked, but the burn marks on her white skin were as beautiful as a blossoming flower.

 

“I wonder if it was always like this.”

 

Kalian gazed at the scar with a squint, then bent over and kissed it.

 

Her supple thighs trembled softly. Gently brushing it away, he instructed in a husky voice.

 

“Don’t cover it. You’re pretty just the way you are.”

 

“Don’t be ridiculous…”

 

She sucked in a short breath, feeling like she was about to burst into tears.

 

It wasn’t because she was remembering the day she was abused.

 

It was because the warmth of his tender care for what should have been a hideously disfigured wound somehow felt genuine.

 

‘If you keep doing this, I’ll think you really love me.’

 

She closed her eyes, scolding herself for thinking such a silly thing.

 

“Keep your eyes open. Watch what we do, how I touch you, where I touch you…”

 

His lips, low and whispery, were at the nape of her neck in an instant.

 

The scent of dried roses on her skin assaulted his senses, pushing his carnal cravings to the limit.

 

A long, soundless tear slipped from the corner of her eye as she pressed her lips together.

 

The sight of them made his mind go blank, like sleeping pills coursing through his bloodstream.

 

“It hurts, it hurts so much, please help me!”

 

Why at a moment like this…

 

Kallian gritted his teeth at himself and focused on the situation in front of him.

 

“Huh.”

 

He crouched down and kissed the corner of Evelyn’s reddened eyes and the tip of her sharp chin.

 

Kalian frantically coveted those lovely lips and began to torment Evelyn in earnest.

 

“Hmph!”

 

A new scream erupted from her mouth, accompanied by a popping sound.

 

Startled, Evelyn quickly covered my mouth.

 

Outside their bedroom were Kalian’s bodyguards.

 

There was only one door between them, and they were worried that any louder screams would reach their ears.

 

But Kalian didn’t care.

 

He gently wrapped his hand over her mouth and entwined his fingers with hers with such force that she couldn’t pull away.

 

“Scream, I want to hear it.”

 

“I don’t want anyone, hmmm, to hear.”

 

Then his stiflingly huge body crushed her, forehead to nose.

 

He breathed harshly, his gaze unrelenting, his eyes fixed on Evelyn.

 

“You’re not the one who needs to be careful. It’s their job to keep their eyes closed, their ears plugged, and their mouth shut.”