The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 411

Chapter 411: The Swaying Carriage [M]

Primrose held her breath as Edmund trailed kisses along her bare shoulder. Her dress had already slipped down to her chest, along with the bandeau underneath.

It was a good thing she hadn’t worn a corset or a complicated gown. She thought she’d only need a thick coat for the trip, or maybe, deep down, she already had a feeling something like this would happen in the middle of the road.

Whatever the reason was, Primrose was grateful that Edmund could strip her clothes off so easily.

"Are you sure you’re not cold? Your skin feels a little chilly," he murmured.

Primrose pulled his face closer to hers and smiled playfully. "Then you can help me get warm."

[I’m trying to hold back, but why does my wife keep testing me?] Edmund thought helplessly. [What if we end up breaking the carriage?]

Primrose was too stunned to speak when she heard his thoughts. That question should’ve been the first thing to cross her mind! What if they really broke the carriage?! She could already imagine the shame they’d have to face.

But since they were already in the middle of it, Primrose couldn’t suddenly change her mind and ask her husband to stop.

"Just be careful," she whispered, her cheeks burning red. "If you break the carriage, I’ll have to walk through the snow all the way to the Vellmoria Empire."

Edmund paused for a second. Her words were enough to calm half of his wild desire.

"I can’t let that happen," he said softly, brushing a kiss on her lips. "I promise I’ll be careful."

He kissed her again, his hands roaming over her skin like a snake coiling around its prey. He couldn’t help but fondle her breasts, gentle at first before his touch turned into firm squeezes, ending with him pinching her hardened nipples one after another.

"Mhm," Primrose moaned softly between their kisses. She was practically sitting on Edmund’s lap now, and it seemed to be the only position where she could make sure her husband didn’t lose control and accidentally flip the carriage.

However, that position also made her head dangerously close to the ceiling. Edmund even had to put his hand behind her head several times to keep her from bumping into it. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Watch your head," Edmund warned.

Primrose grew a little frustrated; there were just too many obstacles for them to have an intimate moment.

"Maybe... we should just wait until we reach Illvaris?" she whispered, torn between reason and desire.

A part of her didn’t want to risk ruining the carriage, but another part wanted him to ruin her right then and there.

She didn’t know which thought to follow, but her body seemed to have already decided. She began to move back and forth on Edmund’s lap, letting his manhood, which was still trapped in his pants, rub against her honeypot, which was still covered by her panties as well.

Originally, she had worn safety pants and warm stockings earlier, but Edmund had already stripped them off and even torn her stockings, leaving only her panties behind.

Good thing Marielle had packed plenty of warm stockings for her, and she could always buy new ones once they arrived in Illvaris.

"No," Edmund growled lowly, frustrated because his wife kept tempting him. "We can still do it now."

Before she could respond, he shifted their position, gently laying Primrose down on the makeshift bed before lowering himself beside her.

He lifted one of her legs and placed it around his waist, while his fingers slipped into her wet honeypot.

"Edmund... nggh... you can just put it in now," she moaned between her words.

She bit her lower lip, trying hard not to make too much noise, afraid that people outside the carriage might hear them.

However, Edmund didn’t help at all. Instead, he deliberately pressed against her sweet spot, making her jolt and moan louder.

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