The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 269

Ember could not deny Draven's claim as those strange things her body was feeling became more manageable the moment his body's heat embraced her. Though there was an urge, it was more subtle now. She no longer felt the same unbearably painful urge due the effect of the full moon, and her body felt somewhat satisfied, replacing the painful desire with a mere need to be close to her mate. His scent calmed her senses and she felt like it should be fine to snuggle back into that comforting embrace.

She wanted to close her eyes and sleep as he said, but she could not make herself do so. At this moment, all her senses were heightened. She could feel the hot minty breath at the back of her neck that showed he was not as calm as his words showed.

Her heart started to beat fast, thrumming like a drum inside her chest, and her breathing turned shallow at their intimacy. Unknown to her, her body started to expect more.

Her fingers gently caressed his arms to feel them, not thinking it might affect him who was already doing his best to not do anything to hurt her. Yet her little innocent gesture was eroding the thin thread holding his sanity together.

As she could not remain still, Draven held her tightly to keep her steady, and spoke with a low, hoarse voice.

"Sleep quietly."

,m With that warning, his lips brushed against the sensitive skin at the back of her neck.

"Don't tempt me..."

He gently pressed his lips against her skin as he sucked on it tenderly.

"...or I might go back on my words."

A gasp left her lips the moment she felt his mouth tenderly playing on her skin. His restrained words, full of warning, made her aware of the consequence of her own unintentional action.

"Apologies..." she said in a voice so small, without his sharp senses, he would have a hard time hearing her.

He responded with a light groan as his nose gently nuzzled her nape, head-on diving into her seductive scent, to which she reacted with her hands clutching onto his in reflex. Her entire body was covered in goosebumps as she tried to keep a moan from escaping her partly opened lips.

Both wished to hold back but were starting to struggle hard now. Draven forced himself to pull back and released her from his strong hold which startled her, but then...she didn't know why but she turned around to face him, her haze-filled green eyes looking up at his red ones.

The intensity of his gaze grew as if he had expected her to do exactly that. His hand moved to her face, his fingers brushing ever-so-gently over her soft cheek, before moving down towards the smooth curve of her neck. The tips of his fingers caressed the mark on her neck which assured him again and again that she belonged to him and only him.

"Just a little," he said as his hand settled at the back of her head and his face leaned closer to hers.

Ember, as if she had understood him clearly and those unsaid feelings he was having, closed her eyes as she waited for the inevitable.

His lips captured hers into a tender kiss as he sucked and nibbled them gently, his hot breath mingling with hers as if burning her delicate skin. The grip of his hand tightened at the back of her head, taking her into a deep kiss overflowing with his needs.