Despite the fire raging inside him, he still softened his heart towards her.
No one else is allowed to take her!
Eva Nightingale was kissed until her mind went blank, staring at him in a daze, her fair little hands clenched into fists, pushing hard against his chest:
"Lucas Knight! You’re really hurting me!"
She felt her small lips had turned red and swollen from his kisses, tingling and numb, carrying a current that made her involuntarily shiver.
She didn’t understand what was wrong with him... even though he wasn’t squeezing her chin, he still made her heart ache!
She was puffed up with anger, obviously she hadn’t done anything...
She pushed the man away and rushed into the bathroom.
She leaned over the sink, not wanting to deal with him, but it seemed he wasn’t going to comply with her wishes...
A tall figure appeared behind her, a big hand wrapping around her slender waist.
Eva Nightingale hadn’t even reacted...
when she felt a chill in her lower body... and then something forcibly intruded, driving straight in...
She didn’t know how long had passed.
Eva Nightingale lay weakly on the bed.
After being tormented, pain mixed with pleasure rose little by little... until it finally rendered her powerless and she reached the peak.
The pleasant scent of the man lingered in her nostrils.
She felt a bit flustered, actually not wanting to deal with him, clearly she’d done nothing these past few days, yet he was so harsh as soon as he came...
There seemed to be some anger too.
She simply curled up her body, not wanting to lie in his embrace, but... his big hand was like an iron lock, securing her in place, leaving her no choice but to obediently lie in his arms.
But he opened his deep, phoenix eyes, his gaze intensely falling on her face, her small face full of satisfaction and exhaustion.
Eva Nightingale slept soundly and sweetly.
She felt this pillow was very comfortable.
The cool, magnetic scent of the man wafted into her nostrils, allowing her to sleep peacefully.
The sky faintly brightened with a hint of dawn.
Eva Nightingale habitually squirmed under the covers, like a caterpillar.
Wait, something seemed off.
Why was there something ’eating’ her, Eva held her breath, only to realize it was the man’s sexy lips, kissing her back again and again.
He seemed to feel it wasn’t enough, repeatedly nibbling, leaving one exclusive mark after another.
The thought of having to hand her over to that man once it was light made him feel awful!
He felt last night’s punishment might have been too mild! If it weren’t for the little bun in her belly, he wouldn’t have ended it so quickly...
Eva Nightingale didn’t dare say a word.
Nor did she dare to open her eyes.
Just like that, with her eyes closed, letting him nibble away.
She thought pretending to sleep would make him finish after a few kisses... but who knew, the man behind her was getting more and more vigorous in his nibbling.
He called out like that.
A deep, hoarse voice, mixed with a bit of... reluctance and heartache.
His voice was really nice, making Eva Nightingale’s small face a bit red.
She really couldn’t pretend any longer, so she simply opened her eyes, turned around, and looked at the man: "Have you... have you kissed enough?"
She didn’t know what her back had turned into!
Was it that nice to kiss? Why wouldn’t he stop!
"..." Her words made the man behind pause, his face turning a shade darker, "You’re awake?"
Eva Nightingale really couldn’t pretend anymore, because she realized the more she pretended to be asleep, the more he kissed.
Having just woken up, she was in a bit of a morning daze, temporarily putting aside the night’s ’torment’ for the moment.
She wrapped her arms around her handsome husband, her tone soft: "Husband, with all the noise you make, of course I’d wake up~"