Reincarnated As My Husband's Mistress-Chapter 113: [] I want you

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I flinched as his hot skin touched my cold feet. But I couldn't escape.

As soon as I flinched, his thick fingers tightened around me like a trap.

He had told me to take him, and yet...

Roardnes trailed his lips down my shin as if marking his territory, or branding me.

"Ro, Roan!"

I called out urgently, alarmed by the dangerous atmosphere, but he didn't respond.

Instead, he gently bit into the inside of my calf, saying,

"...Am I being too cowardly?"

A self-deprecating smile played on his lips as he moved his mouth down to the inside of my knee.

My vision blurred for a moment.

His red eyes, which looked up at me without breaking eye contact, seemed to choke me, preventing me from making even a small sound. They were like the blood of a freshly slaughtered animal, or a piece of charcoal that had been in a fire for a long time.

My throat was parched, and I swallowed hard.

"...I'll do whatever you say."

"Roan?"

I was completely bewildered.

I had never felt such a violent shaking within me.

Was this what it felt like to be captivated by someone?

I was always nervous and trembling in front of him, but this was on a whole different level.

His gaze, fixed on me as he undid all his buttons, was far more sensual than when he was with Doris, who had already undone all her buttons.

The breath he exhaled onto my bare skin, every time he spoke, stimulated the inside of my thighs.

I shivered, thrilled by the sensation that ran down my spine. I grabbed his platinum blonde hair to prevent him from going further, but instead of looking angry, Roardnes seemed even more aroused.

"Too... too..."

"...Too?"

His slow response, accompanied by the wet sound of his lips against the hem of my dress, made me shiver.

His eyes, still fixed on me, seemed to bind me with their gaze, like a hunter stalking prey.

"Roan..."

Strange emotions swirled within me.

I wanted to be closer to him. A strange possessiveness, as hot as the skin he had touched, made me want him to be completely mine.

Some part of my body trembled with anticipation and excitement.

I licked my dry lips and glared at him. His red eyes immediately met mine.

"I want you, Roan."

I thought back to the night we had spent together. His breath had been sweet, moist, and hot. And the powerful intensity with which he had focused solely on me in the rain, crossing the boundaries of reason.

"To have you... what should I do?"

My heart raced.

He was clearly remembering that night as well.

He gently rubbed the leg he had been holding and slowly lifted the hem of my dress with his lips.

A low chuckle escaped his lips. His eyes, which had been so deep, began to sparkle like stars.

"And I watched right before my eyes as those beautiful stars flickered and changed into various colors."

Instead of answering, he gently but firmly grasped my hand, which had been wrapped around his hair to stop him, and pulled it away.

The plump lips that had just been nibbling on the hem of my dress began to advance towards the place he hadn't yet conquered.

Beneath the black mourning dress.

As his breath scattered across the tender skin of my inner thigh, I lifted my head.

The chandelier hanging high above dazzled and disoriented me.

Just before my reason flew away, I twisted my wrists, which had been easily captured by his one hand.

I pressed down on his head, which was exploring my tender flesh like a wild beast discovering a delicious meal, finally making him look up.

It wasn't just me who was captivated.

"Adriene."

His deep voice held a hint of unspoken pleading.

"Here, in your study..."

Roardnes took my hands, which had been clutching the hem of my dress, and pulled me towards him.

Soon, his hot lips covered mine, silencing me as he pushed inside.

Roardnes's breath swam freely within me.

I naturally pulled him closer by the back of his head and waist, and slowly slid my hand from his chest up to his shoulder.

As a growl rumbled from his core and into my mouth, I gently pushed his lips away.

His lips parted slightly as he tried to follow mine, but I shook my head.

"Not here... I don't want to."

"Adriene, please..."

His voice was full of longing.

Despite my racing heart, my mind was desperately trying to be rational.

"It's our first time, it's too bright. And scary. This isn't a bedroom."

"...First time?"

The force with which he had been pulling me stopped abruptly.

His eyes, which had been so full of desire, were filled with confusion.

My face turned bright red.

"You might not be, but... I'm not used to this..."

"You were married..."

I could see him stopping himself from saying 'weren't you'.

I buried my face in his neck to hide my embarrassment.

"Even though I was married, I wasn't..."

I wanted to add that Noevian, who had tried to make me the Crown Prince's mistress, hadn't touched me. But I stopped.

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Roardnes would understand. What mattered was that it was my first time and I wasn't used to this.

My heart pounded in my chest.

Roardnes's heart was beating just as fast. I buried my face in his neck and rubbed my cheek against him.

"Don't ask. Anyway, I don't want to... here."

"..."

When he didn't answer, I looked up at him. His neck was flushed red, and he was looking down at me.

"Adriene."

"Yes?"

He picked me up, still holding me close.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he spun around.

"Roan?"

Rather than spinning around, he was pacing restlessly around the study, unable to contain his overwhelming emotions.

Seeing how disoriented I was, Roardnes gently but firmly pulled me to the windowsill, trapping me between his arms and himself. He gave me a short kiss.

The sensual man who had seemed ready to devour me moments ago was gone. In his place was a young man, his eyes sparkling like a jewel in the sunlight, gazing at me as if I were a wondrous work of art.

"I didn't know I was such a coward."

"Roan?"

"Knowing that I could be your first and perhaps your last fills me with such joy that I think my heart might burst."

And with that, he pulled me into a tight embrace.

The heartbeat I heard was no longer mine, but his.

"I know I've been jealous at times, but honestly, I don't care if you've been promiscuous. As long as you stay by my side, I would give you my heart."

"Roan!"

"But knowing that I'm the only one who can reach the deepest part of you makes me want to laugh so loud that the whole palace can hear me. I couldn't be happier, even if I owned the entire world."

With tears in his eyes, he poured out his heart. For a moment, I saw a young man experiencing his first love.

"Calm down, Roan."

"How can I?"

Roardnes held me tighter. I felt like I might burst.

"I... I don't really... I'm not saying you're my first or last... and I don't think that you're the only one who can reach the deepest part of me..."

I was trying to calm him down, but...

Roardnes gently pushed me away and his expression changed instantly. His eyes sparkled with mischief.

"You're trying to put out the fire in a newly ignited heart?"

"No, it's just..."

"I didn't know I was so impatient."

A small smile appeared on his face as he tried to hide his amusement.

He looked so beautiful that I could only stare.

"You're going to have to take responsibility for this."

And once again, he pulled me into a tight embrace.

Just as I was beginning to feel a sense of guilt for being so intimate in a mourning dress, there was a knock at the door.

Roardnes's movement froze.

Knock knock.

Ignoring the knock, he tried to continue, but I pushed him away and quickly straightened my clothes.

"Who is it?"

Roardnes replied in a low voice, his gaze fixed on me.

"Your Highness. I have good news!"

It was Epéro's voice, sweet as honey. He usually acted meek around Roardnes.

But Roardnes, with a lingering look of longing, wrapped his arm around my shoulder and rested his head on mine. He seemed to be suppressing his emotions.

I patted his hand and gently kissed his lips, still damp.

Roardnes held my hand and pressed his lips against it.

The door creaked open.

Epéro's jaw dropped when he saw us. Victor quickly covered his eyes.

"What are you doing? Let go."

As Epéro lowered his hand, I pulled my hand away from Roardnes's lips.

Roardnes turned his gaze to Epéro with a lingering look of regret.

"What's going on? You didn't even ask for permission to come in."

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. But this fellow urgently wanted to see his wife," Epéro quickly excused himself, pushing Victor forward.

"I found it. The name of the medicine."

It was as if the fog in my head had cleared.

I smoothed out my expression and gestured for them to sit on the sofa.

Roardnes, arms crossed, looked at me, using my study as if it were his own, and then at his brother, who couldn't hide his joy at being in this territory.

"You worked hard. Finding it."

And then he glared at Victor, who was clearly seeking my praise.

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