Mated to the Mad Lord-Chapter 180: Desire {+18}

Her eyes widened in surprise as she processed the words that had just been spoken to her. Her gaze focused on Cain, who continued to look at her, waiting for a response—one that she seemed unable to give.

Her first reaction was to instantly lie and shake her head, denying what he was trying to imply, only to realize that such a response would in no way benefit her.

The chain around her ankle was a reminder that even the other servants in the mansion had more freedom than she did. Lowering her gaze to the sheets, her cheeks bloomed red as she began to speak.

"Ple-please?" she asked, raising her head back up to show her earnestness, hoping it would soften Cain’s otherwise hardened heart, only to be taken aback when she got the opposite reaction of what she had been hoping to see.

Cain’s expression darkened as he sat on the bed, sliding closer to where she sat. Her heart raced loud enough for her to hear it in her throat as she heard him speak.

"First, you can’t bear to live with me and you run, and two seconds later, you’re already begging me to kiss you?" he asked with a hint of a sneer on his face, leaning even closer, a light chuckle in his voice as he spoke.

"You’re not very smart, are you?" he asked in a tone that instantly made anger swell up in Violet’s chest, especially when he framed it in the form of a statement instead of a question.

"What... I’m definitely—" she began to refute what he said, only to be cut off as she felt him pick her up with ease, placing her body on his lap as he leaned against the bed’s headboard. The intensity of his wandering gaze was a reminder that what she wore couldn’t be called clothing.

Her hands instinctively moved to cover herself, only for Cain to grab her wrists, intertwining them with his own.

"Beg me again!" he demanded, his gaze darker, his voice hoarser as he leaned closer to her, his face inches from her own, his heated breath fanning the sides of her cheeks as he whispered in her ear.

Violet was still pissed, but in that moment, she ignored everything else, knowing better than to make her current predicament worse. Turning her gaze to look him right in the eye, she whispered with a hint of shyness in her tone—one she wasn’t even aware she was showing as she spoke.

"Kiss me." The words were barely out of her mouth when she felt Cain lean closer, his lips pressing against hers, pushing them apart ever so gently as his hand pressed against the back of her neck, pulling her closer into him.

Violet had expected the kiss to be soft and quick, only to find out that Cain had different expectations. She felt his other hand instantly dive to her thighs and under the gown she wore, which had already bunched up.

Her heart raced in her chest as she felt his warm, wet tongue curl around her own. The heat from his palm as he continued to graze his fingers up and along her left thigh was almost searing, enough to make her gasp. She leaned back a little, only for him to increase the intensity of his kisses.

Sucking on her tongue in a way that made heat fill her lower belly, she desperately desired more, leaning into the kiss, leaning into him like she wanted to devour him in the same way he wanted her.

It didn’t help that Cain’s hands, which had been on her thighs, slowly moved to her inner thighs, then up her belly to her chest, where her heart was racing so loudly it seemed on the brink of collapsing.

Violet had just pulled away to catch her breath when she felt Cain’s fingers against her nipples. Her lashes fluttered from the sudden pleasure as she raised her gaze, only to see a hint of a smile on the edge of his lips right before he ripped the sheer material she wore down the middle until all she had on was a pair of white lace panties.

Pushing her down on the bed at the same time, there was an intensity in his gaze that scared her as he placed himself right between her legs, pressing the bulge between his legs against her.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, and Violet heard the ringing in her ears increase as she realized that his words had a much deeper meaning than what he was trying to say.

"We can stop now!" he continued, even as he planted his arms on either side of her, towering over her, leaning down to trace kisses down her chest and right between her breasts in a way that made her yearn for his lips to be somewhere else.

Somewhere slightly to the left... the right was also fine... even the...

"Violet!" he groaned, snapping her out of her thoughts. Their gazes met—fixed on one another—as Violet saw nothing but undiluted desire in his eyes as he looked back at her. She was confident that her own eyes reflected the same thing as she felt his hands on either side of her body moving in a way that made her desperately want more.

She was just about to shake her head, realizing that she was about to agree to something that would completely change her life in a way she wasn’t ready for, when she suddenly watched Cain lower his head back and open his mouth as he held her gaze.

His tongue flickered out as he slowly wrapped it around her nipple, moving his hand to squeeze her breast in a way that sent shards of pleasure right through her body.

Placing it between his teeth, he sucked on it with his gaze fixed on her, even as she felt her hands move to the back of his neck, demanding that he do it harder, her eyes rolling back as she felt him press his lower body into her even more.

"I want an answer!" he growled, his mouth still on her breast, his devilishly handsome face and honey-colored eyes in her sight as she felt herself unable to fight the temptation that presented itself.

At that moment... even if it was just once, she wanted him... she really wanted him.