Orphan to Unbreakable Queen novel Chapter 493

Chapter 493

As Bowen kissed her, he nipped at her lips, drinking in her taste. His hand on her waist roamed restlessly, fingers kneading her gently. When he felt her shiver in his arms, a low, satisfied laugh rumbled from his chest.

Aubree’s eyes grew misty, her hands pressing weakly against his chest. “No, that’s enough…”

But Bowen had been craving this for so long that wouldn’t let go so easily. He caught her hands without effort and deepened the kiss.

He knew every sensitive spot on her body, and his hands moved with reckless abandon, tormenting her until Aubree’s eyes turned red with emotion, her whole body going weak, as if all her strength was slowly drained away. She was left utterly powerless to resist.

The beast inside him was finally unleashed. He greedily marked Aubree with his own scent. It was a blatant warning to any rivals that she was his

prey.

Her hair was a mess, lips swollen and red, tears clinging to the corners of her eyes. Aubree looked so heartbreakingly vulnerable that it made Bowen want to scoop her up and never let go.

Bowen lifted himself up as a soft and almost inaudible laugh rumbled from his chest. It was low, husky, and dangerously sexy.

Aubree was gasping for breath, her mind already muddled from the alcohol and now even more of a mess. Her eyes curved into crescents, tears shimmering as she looked at him and accused, “You liar!

“You promised if I was good, you’d let me drink.”

At this point, the only thing she could remember was that Bowen had promised her a drink if she behaved.

Bowen chuckled. “Alright, I’ll let you have it.”

He picked up the wine bottle, tipped it back for a drink, holding the wine in his mouth. Then he leaned in close, just locking eyes with her.

Aubree blinked, the wine so close she could almost smell its aroma.

She inched forward, her lips brushing his first, tasting the wine on him. Then, unable to hold back, she pressed in for a real kiss. Bowen finally got exactly what he’d been waiting for.

He held her by the waist, letting her straddle him and take whatever she wanted, giving her free rein to be as bold as she pleased.

Unfinished red wine slipped from the corner of her lips, sliding down her neck, tracing over her collarbone, and finally vanishing beneath her clothes

Aubree stared blankly at the scene before her and murmured, “What a wicked temptation…”

Bowen was dressed in a simple white shirt and black pants at that moment. His hair was messy as he lounged back in the chair with Aubree, who was just as stunning, draped over him.

The red wine looked just like blood, tracing a suggestive crimson line from the corner of his lips.

Bowen had a teasing smile tugging at his lips. For a moment, it was impossible to tell who was the real tempter between the two. In a way, they both

were.

“Still want more?” he asked lazily.

The two of them shared the rest of the half–empty bottle, passing it back and forth and taking playful sips from it.

Bowen could really hold his liquor. This wine couldn’t even get him buzzed. After drinking, he coaxed Aubree, whispering all kinds of sweet nothings to her.

Only when he was completely satisfied did he pull her into his arms and drift off into a blissful sleep.

The next morning, when Aubree woke up, she let out a yawn.

Then, she felt that something was off.

Her sleepiness disappeared in a flash. The moment she opened her eyes, she was practically blasted awake by a wave of handsomeness. She was completely wrapped up in Bowen’s arms, his chin resting right on top of her head.

However, that was not the most important thing to her at the moment.

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