Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 408

Chapter 408: Be careful

No squealing when she got wet. His wife smiled instead, a smile that actually reached her eyes this time, not halfway.

Her smile was so dear to him. The fact that she smiled with him made it even better.

Rohan pulled her all the way into the tub, onto his lap with its stiff erection, closing his arms around her and holding her close.

Belle leaned against him and decided that him being wet was a grand sight. His eyelashes were beaded with water, his hair a darker shade of blue with it. From behind his lashes, his dark eyes were almost like a mirror, his gaze heating her even in the cold water.

Water droplets glistened on his shoulders and beaded in the hollow of his throat, sliding over the lines of his chest.

He stroked her with his big hands through her wet petticoat, molding her waist, her back, and up under her breasts. His eyes were heavy with lack of proper rest, but his touch was sure and strong.

He cradled her face in his hands, thumbs moving along her jaw to tilt her head back. He kissed her lips, his tongue taking the water from them.

Belle lightly licked his cheekbone, liking the way her touch drew color across his tanned skin. He caught her mouth with his again, his kiss turning deeper, less playful, more needy and raw.

She was soaking wet, her petticoat clinging to her body, the thin lawn hiding nothing.

He slid his hands over her, cupping her breasts, her nipples tightening against his palms. He kissed her with slow deliberation, a man seeking comfort in his woman. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

He was aroused, the blunt hardness of his cock a firm, throbbing line. Belle wriggled against it, liking the feel of it against her and wanting to feel it more.

"Naughty wife," Rohan rasped with a throaty laugh that sounded like a groan at her seductive action.

He skimmed his hands down her waist, tugging open her drawers and peeling them from her body. The drawers landed with a wet splat outside the tub.

There wasn’t room for Rohan to make love to her here in the tub. He kissed her again, licking the water from her lips, stroking into her mouth.

Belle rubbed her slippery hands from his shoulders to his back, pulling him closer for a harder kiss, for feeling him like this made her feel more alive than she had in weeks.

Rohan’s hands went everywhere, her thighs, buttocks, waist, breasts. He kissed her with longing, lips caressing and then commanding.

He was lifting her up, up, rising out of the tub with her. Water crashed from their bodies back into the bathtub and splashed all over the floor.

He pushed her last piece of clothing up and off, pulling her naked, wet body against his while they both breathed hard.

More kisses followed, Rohan lifting her higher against him, cradling her buttocks with one arm while he hungrily took her mouth. He locked her legs around his waist, the ridge of his arousal pressed firmly against her thigh, and stepped out of the tub, still kissing her, as he carried her around the screen into the bedroom.

The bed was only few strides away. Belle landed on her back ever so gently before he covered her, warm and wet.

He never stopped kissing her. He parted her legs, his strong hands rough against her damp skin, and entered her.

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