The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 272

Hearing her, Draven simply stared at her for a moment as he was surprised by what she said. 'Stinks of a red fox?'

"I don't like red foxes and their stench. You better wash yourself before coming to me," she repeated, without a tinge of hesitation.

Draven smirked at what he understood and walked towards her even though she said he stinks.

'Angry?'

He was sure not going to change his clothes and wash himself but he had a better idea.

With his large strides, he reached her even before she could understand his intentions and held her one hand as he pulled her up only to press against his body.

It took Ember by surprise. "What are you doing….?"

She tried to be free from his hold but he held her tightly as she heard him say.

"Replacing the bad stench from my clothes with my mate's sweet scent."

he pressed her body against his, with his both hands tightly holding her, one circled around her slender waist while the other one rested at the top of her back.

He could not deny how comforting it felt to hold her closer like this and he would never want to let her go. He was holding back till now but after bond completion, he was free to act on his will.

Ember stopped struggling and looked at him, only to meet with a pair of red eyes that held amusement for his mate in them. She never failed to surprise him with any of her actions. She was so spontaneous and unpredictable to guess what she would do if she didn't like something.

"It won't work?" she countered, as her rebellious gaze challenged him.

"It will," his lips curved into a sly smirk, "At the same time, I can also cover you with my scent... Inside out... Do you want to try?"

Her rebellious gaze filled with a sudden confusion to think what he exactly meant and then watched him moving his face closer and then moving to her ear.

"I believe you are completely fine after applying that ointment?"

At his whisper with suggestive words, Ember gulped as she felt a shiver run down her spine and her cheeks heat up. She had decided to act ignorant thinking it happened when she was sleeping so she could continue to act like she didn't know what he did but….

Draven smirked at her reaction as he could successfully affect his mate who was angry but now she was ready to melt at his advances. He could clearly hear her loud heartbeats while continuing to hold her suddenly stiffened body.

He was surprised at his own actions but his mate was the one to bring this side out of him which was unknown to him.

"I made sure it was done without missing any hurting spots," he whispered again. "The medicines seem to have worked really well as you seem completely fine now. What do you think about continuing what started on the night of the full moon?"

Of all the memories from that night, Ember only focused on the ones that were painful and his words immediately reminded her of them. Her palms turned sweaty and a layer of sweat appeared on her back.

He moved his face back to look at her as he felt her reaction now was strange as if he had said something to scare her. Her head was lowered and she really looked scared. He could feel her body tremble a little.

"What happened?" he asked, and this time he was genuinely worried.

"I don't want to," she answered in a low voice, with her head still lowered.

"Why?" he continued to look at her lowered face. He could see her eyelashes flutter violently as if she was trying to muster up her courage after being scared.

"It hurts…I don't want to…" her words came out like whispers with a heavy gasp leaving her mouth, as she tried to say it with much difficulty.

"Did it?" His voice was calm and tender.

"Hmm," she nodded, not daring to look at him.

Draven felt bad how much she was scared and then moved his hand to caress her cheek gently to coax, "It won't hurt again."

Ember could feel that warmth from his palm on her cold cheek. It felt comforting to her disturbed senses but it was not enough to make her forget her fears.

"We have completed the bond. Can we just not do it again?"

Draven's hand moved to her chin and made her look at him. His red eyes filled with questions for her.

"Was there nothing that you found good about it? Didn't you like when I touched you, the way I made you feel?"

"I…" her heart was beating so wildly that not a single word could come out of her mouth. A stubborn and unyielding woman from a while ago was gone and she looked like a weak girl who needed to be protected.

She wanted to say she liked so many things but just didn't want to feel that pain again.

Draven moved his lips closer to hers as he whispered against her lips, diving into a sweet scent of her, "Don't you like it when I kiss you?"

Ember inhaled deeply to calm her nerves to be able to answer him. Her eyes closely looking at him, she whispered back, "I do…."