Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With Is Over There - Chapter 68

Chapter 34.2

I just did what he told me to do without thinking about what he said. The next moment, his fingers dug like a rake through my loose hair.

“Huu…”

A long breath, taken in surprise, flowed out of my mouth. The first kiss was short. Still, even after it fell, I couldn’t open my eyes because the permission to open his eyes hadn’t yet been given, and I held out my hand in the air instead.

Without delay, Raniero pressed his cheek to my palm.

I could see that what had been granted last time was still in effect.

At the same time, I couldn’t help but feel a little strange. In the first place, the Emperor of the original novel I had read didn’t do this as the thing he found the most unpleasant for a lower human to touch him without knowing the subject.

As he rubbed his cheek against my palm, he soon buried his lips in it. Raniero parted his lips slightly and scraped the skin of my palm down with his front teeth.

His breath felt damp.

I hesitated before carefully wiping his lips with my thumb. At that moment, laughter was heard though my eyes remained closed. The person in front of me was the one who made me feel infinitely nervous. I became so sensitive that the hairs all over my body stood up.

As he approached slowly, it was easy to tell because my hand was still on his cheek. He got very close. I then placed my hand on his shoulder softly as I trembled a little.

“The wound on your lips… I can leave it there, right?”

“That’s right.”

I took a deep breath and prepared my mind, barely managing to utter my words.

“I’m ready.”

Regardless of whether I was ready or not, it didn’t matter to him.

As soon as the words fell, he placed his lips on me. The breath that passed between the interlocked lips was burning, and my lips were wet from saliva. I didn’t know to whom it belonged. Little by little, my body lost strength, and I slid slowly.

At some point, the position of sitting face to face had changed to that of me lying obliquely under him.

Since Raniero had heralded that he would leave a scar on my lips, it felt like all my senses were rushing to my lips. The kiss, which had been going on for so long that it took my breath away, stopped for a moment and I gasped for breath.

“Your Majesty, when…”

“Don’t ask.”

Even though I couldn’t even catch my breath, he pushed into me again, and my lips were crushed and spread apart. Accepting him, I put my arms around him.

It was too much, and I felt dizzy like I was going to faint.

While Raniero’s knee was pushed between my thighs, his fingers were wrapped around my wrists, bounding my wrists with one hand. Between the sounds of wet contact and falling, there were very soft voices that didn’t make sense.

Embarrassed for not being able to speak, I raised my thighs slightly but he let out a laugh over my tongue as if he knew everything.

“Hurry…”

“What?”

He whispered in a slightly hoarse voice as his hand came up on the blanket. Now, the hand that used to caress my knee slowly moved upwards on the thin summer fabric.

I shook my head vigorously.

“A wound…”

Lowering his head as though he knew it, still, Raniero didn’t take his hand away.

I begged for a wound every time my lips fell off for a moment, wanting him to stop tormenting me while I kept scratching the soft sheet with my heel. The feeling that I felt through my clothes, the blanket, and the two layers of fabric was somehow distant, lacking and painful.

The wounds came without warning.

After gently sucking and rubbing my lips, he suddenly raised his fangs sharply.

“Huuet…!”

When I recoiled back and trembled, strength entered his hand that gripped my wrist. The delicate mucous membrane was torn easily by Raniero’s fangs and my tension.

The next moment, I could taste something fishy.

“Ha, haa…”

His hand eventually fell from my wrist.

As with his legs before, his hands slowly descended the curve of my arm and rubbed the inside of my upper arm with his thumb.

“You’ve got a fever.”

Saying that, he put his nose under my ear and sniffed as if trying to smell the cold from my body. My vaguely heated body flinched at such a simple gesture.

“It’s swollen.”

He said, stroking my arm. The swelling was something I noticed earlier when I was alone a while ago. In addition, it seemed that the place he touched, on the inside of the arm or on the side of my chest, was a little sore.

“Open your eyes.”

I eventually opened my eyes and gazed at him. Still, my breathing didn’t come back to normal easily. The red liquid smeared on his fingertips as he stole my lips. I could only stare blankly at it before lowering my gaze.

“I forgive you for this.”

He uttered sweetly.

‘Your lip wound… I didn’t even give it to Your Majesty.’

I protested to myself

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