Rebirth: The unfavored Princess is the Tyrant King's favorite-Chapter 78: Are you sure, Love?

Luciana’s body turned into mush in Nicholas’ arms when his lips pressed against hers. He turned her around, causing her knees to be at his sides as she straddled him; his one hand went behind her back, pushing her into him so much that only the clothes they were wearing kept their bodies apart.

His other hand went behind her head and grabbed a fistful of her silky locks, pulling her closer as he sought entrance into her warm mouth.

Helplessly, Luciana opened her mouth and let him in, allowing his tongue to dance through her mouth in a searing hot kiss.

As his tongue explored her mouth, tasting every nook and cranny, his hands and fingers expertly pulled on the strings of the simple clothes she had on since she was indoors, making her naked in bare seconds, and his hands began to touch places on her body, awakening yearnings and feelings she didn’t know were even possible to feel in the first place.

The kiss was filled with unspoken words, but his touch was filled with so much lust and desire that she wanted to experience more of it.

Wanting to experience more, she mimicked his actions and returned them to him, earning a groan from him. Her hands moved into his hair, grabbing fists full of it and pulling his body closer to hers. The intensity was something wild yet different...exciting and intoxicating.

By the time Nicholas pulled away, Luciana was breathing so hard, and so was he. She stared at his lips, and her mind couldn’t fathom how addictive they were.

Without waiting for him, she leaned in again to kiss him, but he held her shoulders in place and gazed at her with an intense gaze that looked as if he wanted to gobble her up and swallow her whole but also full of restraint.

"That’s enough, Wildflower; unless you want me to become a beast and devour you right here and now, you better stop kissing me. You don’t know how hard I’m trying to restrain myself so that I can feed my hungry, little wife first," he said.

He was using all his willpower to prevent himself from losing control. Luciana shyly batted her lashes at his words.

’She didn’t understand what was happening to her, but she didn’t feel hungry anymore...at least not for food; she rather felt hungry for his kisses and touches. Would it be improper to tell him that? And she had already felt his bulge growing underneath her buttocks, but why was he holding back? Did he not find her attractive anymore after being intimate with her?’

Nicholas’ brows furrowed seeing the look in her eyes; it was as if she was in deep contemplation. With one look, he could tell what she was thinking. ’Why was she so cute?’

"Do you know what your presence does to me?" He asked, and she looked at him in surprise.

"I don’t know," she said, trying not to look him in the eye. The emotions in them were too intense for her to handle. He raised her hands and kissed the back of her hand before kissing each knuckle one by one, causing her lashes to tremble.

"I think you should punish you for corrupting this prince because after having a taste of you, I don’t think I can last another day without having a bite of your delicious honey pot...Next time I see you doubting yourself again, I’ll make sure to give you a punishment you can’t forget," he said.

"What kind of punishment would it be?"

"Do you want to see the kind of punishment I’m talking about?"

"Show me," she said confidently, only to clamp her hands over her lips in shock at her own boldness.

Nicholas chuckled at her actions.

"Why don’t I get you something to eat first? I’ll show you the kind of punishment I’m talking about later."

He said the latter part of his sentence in a low, seductive voice.

"I’m not hungry," she said. The words tumbled out of her mouth even before she could stop herself.

"Luciana, Love, do you know what you are doing?" He cursed and laughed at the same time, shaking his head at how her brows furrowed in confusion seeing him laugh at her words.

"Why are you laughing? I’m really not feeling hungry," she insisted.

A dangerous glint replaced his passive ones, and in the next second, he pushed her down onto the bed like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

"If you don’t want this, you can push me off you, and I’m going to allow it. But if you keep staring at me like that with that deer-caught-in-the-headlights look again, I can’t promise to be on my best behavior," he whispered in a low and husky voice, his eyes sucking her in like whirlpools.

His words promised something bad, something sinful even, but she lay there like a statue, not moving an inch.

The atmosphere became charged with electricity as they both stared at each other.

"Are you sure, Love?" he asked again, his breath fanning the corner of her neck.

"I’m sure," she breathed. The words had just left her lips before he claimed her lips again in a hungry and passionate kiss. Her already opened robes were pushed to the side, causing the cold air to hit her skin, and she trembled at the sudden cold.

She instinctively tried to cover herself from the cold and used her hands to hug herself, but he effortlessly held her hands, pried them away, and kept them by her sides.

"I want to see all of you, Love," he said, his gaze so scorching that everywhere they landed burned her with desire and passion.

Nicholas slowly began to undress her fully, his movements slow and sensual this time around as his predatory gaze admired every part of her body, from her beautiful face that had her bright eyes full of stars, her rosy and juicy lips, her perfect-sized twin molds, her lower stomach that clenched under his intense stares, and his eyes stopped at her honey pot.

Luciana tried to clamp her legs shut under those stares that were lighting up a fire within her, but he held them in place.

"I want to taste you so bad, and I’m going to savor every moment of it," he said and deliciously licked his lips before his mouth latched onto her honey pot; by the time Luciana realized what was happening, she was writhing and screaming in ecstasy.