The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 386

Draven tried not to smile but the teasing in his eyes could not be hidden. "Anything wrong with my intentions?"

"No, I am the one who is wrong," she said sarcastically and got the clothes from him. "You can turn around."

"You might need my help," he countered, his wicked intentions clear in his eyes.

"Shush, I know how to wear them." She forcefully made him turn around. "I have helped you before, if you have forgotten."

"I shall make you help me often then," he said, but obeyed her wishes. Soon after, he heard the sound of fabric falling on the ground. Behind him, his mate was stark naked but he had to remain standing with his back on her like this.

"You don't have to be so shy, you know. I have seen all of you. You can just let me help you," he said after a while, trying his luck.

"I can help myself better," she shot back while putting on his large shirt, but not even three seconds later, he could hear her muttering, "Where is the other sleeve? This shirt is just too large."

He chuckled, "If I am not wrong, both sleeves are still attached to the main part of the shirt."

"I know that much. But only one I got and the second feels like it has disappeared somewhere. This shirt is so tricky. I am not going to wear it."

"I also would like it that way."

Ember rolled her eyes as she struggled. Her mate was being a pervert today. "No, I am going to wear it but...Ugh...why is it so difficult?"

Draven sighed as he could not take it anymore and turned around, only to find her exclaiming at him and trying to cover herself. "Draven! I told you to not look--"

He stepped towards her. "Let me help you. Like this, you will spend the entire day trying to wear this shirt. Don't you want to go out?"

Ember could not say 'no' to that. In the end, she gave up. "Fine. Just hurry. No teasing!"

Getting her approval, Draven took a step closer to her. His mate managed to put one long sleeve over her short arm, but the back part of the shirt was twisted, and she could not push her other arm on the other sleeve. He turned her around and untangled that part. Only then did her arm pass through the sleeve.

Once it was done, he turned her around so that they were facing each other and buttoned the shirt for her.

She looked down at herself and found his shirt reaching below her thighs; it was so long, it was like a short dress for her. Even the sleeves were hanging beyond her hands. The shoulder part? There was no comparison between his broad shoulders and her small ones.

She could only sigh and mumble, "I sure look like a cat trapped in a burlap sack."

Draven didn't react to it but he noticed her unhappy face.

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He held the waist coat in front of her. She looked at the second large piece of clothing and pouted but had no option but to follow what he said. He put that blue waistcoat on her which was long enough to cover her bottom. Afterwards, he picked up the belt and wrapped it at the curve of her waist and secured it tightly. Then, he rolled those sleeves up and fixed them till above her wrists.

With the clothes tightened at her waist, Ember felt more comfortable with their fit. Draven guided her to stand in front of her small mirror mounted on the wall. "Is this better than the sheet?"

She studied her attire. "Well, it looks decent, I guess. Thank you." She then looked at him. "But what will you wear? Do you have clothes kept here?"

"Didn't you say you like the wild me? I will stay like this," he replied.