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Chapter 43
HENRIETTA
The moment I felt the poison in my body, it was too late. Breathing became difficult and I remembered collapsing. And yet I found myself in my chamber, drinking from Andreas’ wrist and feeling better.
After seconds of drinking his blood, it felt like the poison was not there at all. However, what replaced was a familiar feeling of desire I felt that night we almost went further than kissing.
When I looked at Andreas, genuine concern was etched across his face, asking me how I was feeling.
I felt fine but the heat in my body persisted and I knew only he could relieve it. I do not know what was in his blood but it saved me from almost dying. I saw death as I stood too near to its door but Andreas was the one who pulled me back.
I had a lot of questions but I wanted to ask them later. I will have a lot of time to ask them later. For now, I just wanted to feel his embrace.
His unhurried kisses trailed from my mouth to my throat and along my jaw. It was a testament to his promise of worshipping me, taking his sweet time while doing so.
However, he pulled back. I saw hesitation filling his gaze and I knew why. So I dared to look him in the eyes Dared and risked getting pulled into those blue depths that put the blue sky to shame.
My cheeks were warm but the lingering warmth of his lips contrasted with the cool air, leaving a trace of his touch on my skin.
“Please,” I whispered urgently. “I won’t be able to deal with another embarrassment if you don’t do this.” My hands went to cover my face. He was silent for a moment and then I heard him chuckle as he gently removed my hands from my face.
I averted my gaze and his fingers caught my chin, making me look at him.
“Do you know you’re feeling this way because of my blood?” he said and I nodded, even though I had no ideal how his blood was capable of doing such a thing. “I healed you with my blood and this is the effect…” he trailed off, gaze running down to my almost exposed chest.
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no idea who placed poison on “I know, Andreas.” I looked at him and he smiled as he peered down on me. I have my drink. But to think that someone out there was capable of doing such a thing was frightening. “…I don’t want to go back there,” I admitted. “I feel safe here. With you.”
He rested his forehead on mine. “I promise you I will find whoever it is that tried to harm you.” Then he placed a featherlight kiss on my cheek and then moved to the corners of my mouth. Perhaps the adrenaline had worn off– the effects of his blood disappearing that it was replaced with the gnawing anxiety. Someone was out to kill
me.
Tears started to brim my eyes and one tear managed to roll to my cheek. Gently, he wiped it off with his thumb.
“I’ll make you forget about it. I promise.” His words were enticing and I closed my eyes, waiting for what he wanted to do next. Andreas did not fail me as I felt his hand gently squeezing my wrists before his mouth found mine, caging me in a searing kiss.
The neckline of my dress that I tried to tug earlier was already pooling on my waist. The cold bite of the wind never defeated the warmth that Andreas was able to ignite in me. The kiss deepened and his hard body was pressed against mine, adding to the building anticipation.
When he pulled away from the kiss, we were both gasping for air. We stared into each other’s eyes before he leaned in closer and kissed the base of my neck, his teeth grazing the skin carefully. I bit my lip, trying to suppress the moan inside me but Andreas bit my neck harder, making me let out a gasp.
“I don’t want you suppressing your moans tonight, Henrietta,” he whispered. “I want you to let it all out.”
If my whole body were capable of feeling flustered, it would have.
Andreas continued his journey. His mouth started to travel south until I felt him on the valley of my breast. His breath was warm against my skin and then I felt his knuckles brush against the underside of my breast.
A moan escaped my mouth and he chuckled. “You like that?” And he did it again, all while kissing the side of my
breast.
I did not say a word but the moan in my mouth was enough for him to understand I wanted more of it. Without warning, he grabbed my breast with his hand while the other he captured with his mouth.
His teeth bit my peaked nipple and it made me arch my back. It was a feeling foreign to me and I could not contain the pleasure. I started squirming against him and he pressed his body closer to mine, stopping me from making any movement.
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“Another one of your squirming and I am done for,” he rasped. “I wish to savor this moment with you. So let me
do all the work.”
I peered down on him and he was smirking as his tongue played with my breast. The sight made me gasp and he chuckled before he started to move downward. It was as if he intended not to leave a spot where his lips could
touch.
His one hand started to push my dress up to my waist so he could have better access. The way his fingers lightly caressed my leg sent shivers down my spine, making me let out another sound I never thought I could make.
was long gone. All I could think about was the way his lips started to get closer to where I ached the most–where I could feel the undeniable wetness as a result of his promise to worship every inch of my body.
He glanced at me before his mouth descended onto my wetness. Even with the fabric of my drawers, his warm mouth gave me so much pleasure that I arched my back. My hand went to his head, not knowing whether! wanted to urge him to continue or urge him to stop. My mind was in a haze and I could not think straight. All I could think about was the way his tongue started to move along my folds.
“Andreas–” A moan cut me off and he chuckled.
He pulled away and I was about to protest when he suddenly replaced his mouth with his hand, expertly playing with the bundle of nerves on the apex of my thighs.
“That’s it,” he whispered as his finger continued to move inside me, caressing my walls. His words seemed like an encouragement and strange enough, the pleasure heightened.
“Please,” I pleaded as I struggled to breathe. My moans came like storms, attempting to break me into nothingness.
“What would you have me do, my lady?” he inquired, his voice a tempting melody that made me bite down on my lip to stifle any inadvertent sounds.
What did I desire from him? I yearned for his touch to relieve this relentless longing within me. I yearned for the pleasure he could provide. At the same time, there was a part of me that resisted the idea of this moment to come to an end. The sensations were exquisite, and I found myself yearning for its continuation, hoping it would linger a while longer. I know Andreas wished for the same time.
So I said, “More. Please, I want more.” The pleading in my voice made him chuckle. He then stood and towered over me. I was naked and laid bare in front of him and slowly, as if almost deliberately, he started to unbutton his
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coat. A part of me wanted to get up and do it myself– do it faster, but his gaze pinned me on the spot, telling me silently to stay still and watch him.
I swallowed hard as he revealed the skin underneath the magnificent clothing. The ink that I only used to see peeking from the collar of his clothes now presented itself in front of me. His tattoo ran from his neck down to the side of his torso and I indulged myself, staring at the contours of his muscles, highlighted by the candlelight.
“Can I…Can I touch them?”
His mouth curved upward before he extended his arm. I gave him my hand and he guided it to touch the ink that graced his skin like a work of art.
He placed my hand on his chest and the feel of his skin against my hand warmed me. “I got this when I aced the training for being a soldier.”
The tattoos were just whorls and intricate patterns elegantly carved on his skin like it was made for him.
I
He moved my hand downwards, stopping on the side. “I got this when I was sent on a suicide mission and came out alive.”
My fingers voluntarily traced the lines, making him suck in a breath. My touch ignites something in him as well, making me satisfied.
Then he moved my fingers downwards, to the most bottom part of his torso. “And this I got just recently before I
came back to the capital.”
I studied the tattoo. The patterns were slightly different. I let out a shuddering breath he let go of my hand and I started to explore the other marks in his body on my own.
My hands went back to his chest, and he let out a shuddering breath, his drunk gaze meeting mine. My eyes. peered down and saw the evidence of his arousal, a statement of our shared desire.
I swallowed hard as his dark gaze looked at my nakedness. With an expert hand, he unbuckled his belt. The sound of metal made me shiver in anticipation.
He tossed the belt aside and gently laid me down on the bed.
“It’s going to hurt the first time,” he said, his words a seductive promise. “I promise I’ll be as gentle as much as i
can.
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His hardness poked my softness, the contact eliciting a moan from me.
I felt the tip in me, making me wound my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me.
The pain was unexplainable.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled and kissed my lips before wiping the tear that graced my cheek.
I shook my head. “I wanted this,” I said breathlessly.
Before, I had sworn to safeguard my purity for Philip until our marriage vows were exchanged. The temptation was present, yet I had successfully resisted its pull. I was happy Philip respected my decision. I did not expect how effortlessly I would surrender, particularly in the presence of Andreas. It was as if his very essence, mingling with my bloodstream, erased the barriers I had meticulously built.
Perhaps this was because of his blood in my system. Perhaps this was a rebellion against the relentless tide of circumstances that had refused to align in my way. But deep down, those reasons were excuses I came up with for the sake of preserving myself. Deep down, I know this was because I’ve always been attracted to him.
Despite knowing that associating with Andreas is dangerous, I willingly succumbed to the enchantment of his charm, abandoning all caution. I knew what he was capable of and I willingly jumped into the spiral of his seduction and wit, leaving me completely ensnared.
But I lost care of everything he was. All I cared about was the way his eyes looked at me with concern as he sheathed himself in and in and in.
He muttered a curse as he was fully in me and I gasped at the feeling of him in me. The pain lingered but he knew.
what to do.
Before I could cry about the pain, his lips met mine and his hand started to play with my breast, sealing my pain bit by bit and gradually replacing it with a heightened pleasure that consumed me entirely.