Chapter 213 - Don't Move Or You'll Get Hurt
Chapter 213 – Don’t Move Or You’ll Get Hurt
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]
"Hugh?"
I paused by the door, raising my eyes at Hugo, who was leaning against the wall beside it, arms crossed. I carefully closed the door behind me, watching him cast me a side-eye.
"How long have you been here?" I inquired, stopping at his side, and tilted my head to the side.
"Not long enough to get angry." He released his arms, sprawling them to hold my arms, only to pull me closer.
Hugo bent his head down, eyes scrutinizing my face. I looked up at him squarely and tilted my head to the side.
"You said, 'not long enough to get angry,'" I repeated his claims just seconds ago. "But it seems you are… a bit."
"It's not anger, Bambi, but I'm definitely irritated," he confessed, brushing my jaw with the back of his hands down to the side of my neck delicately.
"Nothing happened inside."
He raised his pair of lazy eyes up. "I know." The side of his lips curled up into a devious smirk. "I will know if anyone touches you and you will not like what I will do."
Hugo pressed his thumb on my lips, fluttering his eyelashes ever so slowly it was seductive. He lowered his head a bit more, tilting his head to the side, only to plant a soft peck on my neck. His arms circled around my waist, pulling my body against his.
"Hugh," came out a whisper, clutching his shoulder blades. "What is there in the hallway that arouses you every time?"
He grinned against my skin. "You," he answered before he continued to nibble on the side of my neck.
"I'm dirty," I complained weakly, but my body was surrendering to his crushingly soft kisses. "Let's bathe first."
"Shh." His lips shifted from my collar to my ear, whispering. "We'll do nasty things, anyway. Why bother?"
"Gosh…" I rolled my eyes but didn't fight him. Instead, I stayed still and bit my lip as his lips made their way down to my neck. His tongue massaged my skin, biting it lightly to make me flinch under his embrace.
I bit my lips harder, suppressing the sound that was tempting to come out of my mouth. Just then, his hand that was resting on my back glided down to squeeze my buttocks.
"Hugh," I called under my breath, breathing heavily as he lifted my thigh up. We were still in the hallway, right outside Daniel's room.
I knew Hugo. He was doing this on purpose to stake his claim. It might sound like a contradiction of his love and respect for Daniel, but that was the entire point. Hugo accepted the situation, so he wasn't afraid to draw a clear line of what was his and wasn't. Even if that would kill Daniel. Hugo wouldn't cross it, so Daniel shouldn't as well.
The last thing I needed to do was mention anything about Daniel. Not that the man truly bothered me being with Hugo. He was just already a poor man and making love in a place where he could hear it was cruel to him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my body against his. When he felt my silent consent, he raised his head only to claim my lips. This time, I didn't hold back as well, returning his kisses with the same intensity and hunger.
His other hand ran down my other thigh, lifting it up while I wrapped my legs around his waist on instinct. Neither of us dared break our tangled tongue.
I felt Hugo move, treading carefully through the hallway. I didn't care if we bump into someone on the way to the seventh prince's quarters. I just wanted to embrace him, taste him, and bask in his heat.
I wanted him… even more now.
"Hugh," I whispered into his mouth. I thought I was already impatient, but the second I called his name, Hugo kicked one door we were passing by.
"I want you," he confessed under his breath, walking inside a sitting room that was nearly devoid of light. Its only source of light was from the moon, filtering through the wide glass windows.
"I mean now."
CLICK
He closed the door with his foot. As soon as it did, my back instantly fused against its hard surface.
Out of breath, I tilted my head back while he continued to nibble on my neck. Each time his hot breaths hit my skin, it left my body aflame. His rough and impatient touches as he groped me felt strangely gentle, and his soft kisses felt achingly crushing.
"I want you, Hugh," I demanded while he kept me still up against the door, unzipping his trousers. Since I was wearing pants, I thought he would help me.
He didn't.
Instead, once he took off all nuisance that could hinder him later, Hugo pressed his body against mine. I frowned as he smirked playfully.
"You said you want me now," I mumbled. "If you keep me in here, how am I supposed to…"
I trailed off as I shivered, feeling his finger stroke my nether region. The rough fabric that was covering it added to this strange sensation that left me tingling… and wet. He massaged it in a careful circular motion until the fabric was soaked with my discharge.
"Oh, how I want to eat you," he teased in my ears before biting it lightly. "We'll do it later while you bathe."
"Hugh… let me down. I…"
"Don't move or you'll get hurt," he warned and within seconds, I felt the soaked area of my trousers slowly get ripped and the undergarment beneath. I froze, not moving a muscle, afraid his claws would nip my flesh.
"Good girl." He smirked and planted a kiss on my lips to feel it quiver when he traced my slit sensually. His smirk stretched, biting my lips as he ripped the small hole in my crutch point a bit wider.
"So wet," he teased, slipping his tongue in between my lips while I felt the tip of his manhood against my entrance. I accidentally bit his lips when he rubbed his tip against my nub, forcing me to release more love juices before giving me heads.
"Like it?" he asked playfully, teasing me by not thrusting deeper.
I tightened my arms around his neck, biting his lip a little harder this time.. "Stop teasing me, Hugh. I want you… ah!"