[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407: The Entranced Healer (18+)

Darius shifted back.

The water rippled violently around his body, the vines on his cock clearly visible.

And to Xion, the sight looked dangerous.

"Look enough?" the Archduke smirked, eyes never leaving the ravaged beauty before him.

His hand brushed over Xion’s damp forehead, sweeping away messy black strands so he could see those dazed eyes more clearly. "You can look more if you want. Look at me all you like, sweetheart."

The silly healer was entranced.

And that only made the northern lord feel burning satisfaction. This was the only reason why he was proud of his otherwise useless face.

"You look at me like I am your god, darling. Am I?"

Xion actually nodded.

Because if there were someone he wanted to worship, that would only be Darius. In every life.

A low laugh, filled with childlike happiness, echoed in the silent cave.

Though it didn’t take long for that to change into a feral light as the Archduke moved.

The water rippled with his movements.

He sat down against the smooth rock ledge at the edge of the spring, leaning back like a king settling into his throne.

"Come here."

Spoken in that low baritone, the command was as smooth as velvet, yet there was that finality in it that no one could ignore.

The silly healer, having the living lights fucked out of him, had barely gotten his breathing under control.

With a gentle push, he moved himself off the edge and toward Darius.

Siren, Xion thought. Darius looked like a siren, or maybe a demonic god.

They do say Satan had the most beautiful face, so this must be it.

Before Xion even realized it, he was already near Darius, letting the Archduke hook a finger under his chin, forcing him to look at him.

"I love your eyes," Darius murmured, studying him like precious treasure. "They look so pretty when they’re so full of me."

Exactly as it should be.

Heat coiled in Xion’s chest, a flush burning his pale skin deeper than the hot spring ever could.

As he blinked, his long lashes fluttered and a trail of wetness slid down.

Was it water or tears? Neither knew.

The northern lord was quick to cradle Xion’s cheek, letting his thumb rub away the wetness as he admired the beauty of his lover.

It was so pretty, really, so much that he had no words to describe it.

But... this should be long enough for Xion to rest, right?

"Come, straddle me."

When Xion didn’t move fast enough, big hands gripped his hips, lifting him with effortless strength.

Heat bloomed under Xion’s skin as he was set down, thighs bracketing Darius’ waist.

"Tired, baby?" The question was soft, but his eyes glittered with something wicked.

Xion shivered. His body felt boneless, marked red with bites and bruises. But the hunger gnawing at his insides demanded more.

The Archduke’s cock was still thick, still hard as it pressed insistently against his swollen hole.

"You can." Warm hands were firm on his waist, dipping to grab his ass. "And you will. I want to watch you take me."

Inch by inch, Xion moved and then sank down again, his lips parting in a helpless gasp as that thickness filled him. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

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