The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243 My Mate...Mine

Draven leaned down towards her lips, but he did not kiss her this time, merely brushing against that swollen mouth ever so gently as if to tease her. His warm and moist lips trailed down her jawline, only to stop at her neck where he had marked her. His eyes glittered at the sight of that crimson blossom mark.

‘My mate…mine…’

He licked and kissed the delicate skin of her neck, making her moan loudly. His warm mouth sent waves of pleasure through her body as it continued to savour every inch of that tender flesh. Her delicate fair skin continued to change colour under each of his harsh licks and bites.

Ember could only quiver under his unrelenting attention. He had her completely overpowered, his actions showing nothing of the tenderness he had shown when he started. One could only sense the urgency in Draven’s touch, like one trying to put out a fire from spreading, as his true self was coming out, wanting to ravage his mate all wild and rough until he fully satisfied the unquenchable thirst he had for her.

His actions were making her feel high to the point she might lose her mind. Her hands were clenched so hard at the fabric of his white shirt, her nails were almost digging into his shoulders, and she had almost ripped his clothes away.

“Your…Majesty…please…”

He groaned a little and bit her earlobe as if to punish her.

“Ahh…Your Ma–“

“Call me Draven…” he whispered against her ear, his hot breath and that horse voice making her body tremble. “Do it.”

It was a command that she could not disobey him.

“D-Draven!”

A bit of clarity was returned to his mind upon hearing his mate call him by name, and an unknown warmth spread across his chest. Draven gave out a satisfied groan this time and moved down to remove that night dress from her beautiful body. Just as he was about to rip it off, his brows knitted as he remembered an unsavoury memory.

‘Will she be scared?’

He wanted to get rid of her clothes in an instant, to tear them away from her precious body as the beast inside him was getting impatient, but he took a deep breath to calm himself. A memory he didn’t want to recall resurfaced, where he had ripped her clothes off her body back in her home in Ronan. The image of her shivering in fright was simply–