Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 351

Chapter 351: Wild Passion_Part 2

Rohan smiled. "You can’t lose me. I am somewhat indestructible if I want to be, my love. Isabelle has no idea she’s messed with the wrong person. I won’t stop until I know why she is disturbing you." He promised.

Belle began to part her lips to argue, but he tilted her face up to his and kissed her, closing the words in her throat.

Belle rose on tiptoes into the kiss, seeking him, needing him. Everything she had done settled onto her like a black miasma, how she was changing, and how she could hurt another person without feeling bad.

If she could wash away the fact that she had somehow hurt her husband, she would.

Belle kissed his lips, running her hands over his wet broad shoulders.

Only a man as strong as Rohan could have survived what the spirit had done.

Belle sought him with a hunger she didn’t understand. Her blood burned for him, but not for the pleasure he could give her. She wanted to give to him, to apologize. She needed to.

She tasted the hunger that grew in him as his kisses turned fierce.

Rohan stripped the silken scarf she wore as a shawl from around her neck. Lightning flashes illuminated the room as the light fabric slipped to the floor, brushing her arms as it went.

He undressed her then, a layer at a time, kissing what he bared as he peeled away her gown, her petticoats, her corset. His lips touched her neck, her shoulders, the inside of her wrists, her breasts, her abdomen, as he knelt to loosen the top of her underwear.

When Rohan slid her drawers from her, he leaned into her and kissed the join of her legs.

He got to his feet without continuing to explore her there, to her vague disappointment, and swept up the silk shawl on his way. Belle expected him to carry her to the bed, but instead, he brushed the silk up over her bare buttocks and back.

The cool fabric whispered against her skin, her flesh rising in goosebumps. Rohan drew the silk down her breasts, his gaze dropping to them as her nipples hardened into tight points.

He guided her backward to the bed, then up onto the mattress, settling her on her back. He continued to glide the silk across her skin, teasing her nipples, her belly, the twist of hair between her legs.

He brought the silk to his lips and kissed it, then laid it over her body while he shed his drenched clothes.

The shirt and boots came off quickly, and Belle watched with appreciation as he approached the bed wearing nothing, but she didn’t shy away as she admired him boldly.

Rohan came down to kiss her. Belle reached for him, but he evaded her, kissing her neck and throat, pinning her hands above her head to take his mouth down her body. He licked one nipple and drew it into his mouth, teasing with teeth and lips, tasting her milk and liking it. He did the same to the other, taking more time with it. He lingered to nibble, tugging the nipple long, before he released it to lick it once more.

Belle felt his hardness against her entrance, strong and blunt, touching her lightly. She tensed, uncertain, as he had never made love to her in such a way, then dragged in a sharp breath when Rohan pushed into her. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

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