Conquering His Cold Heart

122 Sacred Place

Anastasia was taken aback when Caspian tore off that beautiful bedgown like it was nothing.

Her gown now looked like a cape. The only difference was that she wasn’t wearing any dress underneath. It was her bare body.

“Caspian...” She hurriedly pulled whatever parts of the silk gown she found stuck on her body and tried to cover herself.

But Caspian held her wrist and didn’t allow her to cover that beautiful body of hers when he hadn’t even begun anything yet.

She lowered her head and tried to loosen her hand from his grip. But she wasn’t able to do that. “Caspian... please...” she whispered breathlessly. She was way too flustered to be standing in front of her husband in her birthday suit.

Caspian let go of her hand. But he instantly put his arms around her waist and his legs locked her inside the little prison that he had created. He then tightly pressed her body against his own. A sudden burst of aroma entered his nose. He was simply enchanted by how good his wife smelled.

But she still looked somewhat uncomfortable.

So, he looked up at her beautiful face and uttered under his breath, “Wife, there’s nothing on your body that I haven’t seen already. I gave you a bath once, remember?”

Even so, Anastasia gently pressed her hands over her chest and whispered back, “I do remember. But... But that was different.”

.....

“Oh, was it now?”

The corners of Caspian’s lips slightly curved upward because a splendid idea crossed his mind. He gave a soft kiss on the hands that were covering her chest.

And he playfully whispered, “Then I shall give you a bath again.”

He gently pushed Anastasia’s palm away from her breast, gave a soft kiss on that sensitive skin of hers, and went for yet another peck.

Anastasia sharply inhaled and tightly pressed her lips together. Her heart rate was already beyond what was normal.

Caspian was loving the sound of her escalating heartbeat. It was like music to his ears.

He wanted to hear her heartbeat rising even further. So he grabbed her hands again and placed them on his shoulders.

“Mhmm... So beautiful...” He marveled at the sight of his wife’s beauty. And he continued whispering in his sensual voice, “Let’s bathe together after we finish what we are doing at the moment. And I will let you compare if the last time was any different than this time.”

Anastasia felt like her cheeks and ears were on fire. And the hair that she had let down wasn’t helping at all.

Caspian was still admiring his wife’s tender and smooth body. “I still cannot believe that all of this is mine and only mine,” he said in a ragged whisper.

Anastasia recalled the vow that she had made to herself in the afternoon. And she motivated herself to be more confident. ‘Yes, let’s live in the moment. I don’t want to waste a second more. He is my husband. There’s no need for me to feel shy in front of him. I can-‘

“Nnngh...” Anastasia suddenly arched her back and moaned when she felt Caspian sucking her breast.

A warm wave of pleasure washed her body. And she knew that a tsunami was on its way.

As she had expected, she kept on feeling the tingling sensation running from her breasts down to her stomach and further down between her legs.

Caspian was sucking and nibbling one of her breasts while he was pinching and rolling the nipples of the other one.

“Aahh...” Anastasia wrapped her arms around Caspian’s neck.

Every time he would bite her sensitive nipples, she would moan and try to put some distance between his lips and her body. But at the same time, the excitement wouldn’t allow her to do so, and neither would Caspian.

The excitement that Anastasia was feeling was heightened even further when his cold tongue would come into contact with her breast every now and then.

“Hahhh... Cas-pian...” she exclaimed when she suddenly felt his cold hand on her hips.

Caspian further tore off the remaining silk gown that was still covering Anastasia’s back. He wanted nothing between him and her. Not even a piece of cloth.

Caspian raised his head and looked at his wife’s face. He liked the expression on her face. The display of pleasure on her face stirred up his desire even further.

He gently slapped both of her cheeks down there.

“Aaahh!” Anastasia was a little surprised at first.

Caspian liked that sound she made. So he smiled and spanked her again.

“Nnnghh...” Anastasia jumped a little when she felt a mix of pain and pleasure.

And out of nowhere, Anastasia felt his cold fingers between her legs. “Oh my god!” Her heart almost leaped out of her mouth when she felt that jolt of pleasure, the kind of pleasure that she had never felt in her life before.

She thought that it couldn’t get any better than that. But oh, how wrong she was.

The way she felt when her husband’s fingers were sliding against her sensitive skin, she thought that she wouldn’t regret a thing even if she was to die tomorrow.

“Ah! Oh my god! Why d-does it f-feel so good?” Anastasia whimpered in ecstasy.

Caspian suddenly grabbed Anastasia’s cheeks with his free hand and ordered her very authoritatively, “Don’t take god’s name when I am the one who’s giving you pleasure.” He pulled her close and gently bit her tongue. And he asked her, “Say my name, wife.”

She smiled in disapproval but also instantly obliged, “Caspian...”

“That’s right.” Caspian amorously kissed his wife’s tender lips, all while rubbing his finger on her other lips. And he asked her again, “Are you enjoying it?”

Anastasia was already feeling weak in her knees. She was only able to stand up because she was tightly gripping Caspian’s shoulders and supporting her weight. Or else, she would have melted like butter and collapsed on the floor a while ago.

So, she smiled and nodded her head. “You already know the an-answer, Caspian. I love it.”

She took a deep breath in and looked into his beautiful red eyes. She cupped his cheeks and leaned closer to his face. And she professed how she was truly feeling about him, “I love you, Caspian. I love you so much.”

“And as do I, Anna. Very much.” Caspian smiled and gazed at her plump and moist lips.

Anastasia leaned further down and gently brushed her lips against his. She wanted to take it slow since she wasn’t sure if she would be able to handle receiving pleasure from both ends.

But Caspian wanted her. Badly. He placed his palm at her nape and pushed her close to his lips. And he attacked her like a predator that had been deprived of proper food for hundreds of years.

He pushed his way inside her mouth in an instant and began kissing her fervently. And at the same time, he pushed his finger just a little so as to give her a tease of what was coming her way soon.

“Mmmhh...” Anastasia bit Caspian’s tongue because of the jolt of pleasure that she felt down there.

Caspian didn’t mind it. Rather, he liked his fierce tigress.

Anastasia moaned inside his mouth when the intensity of the thrust increased between her legs.

Her moans were way too arousing for Caspian. And he was all over her body. He was kissing her hard, grabbing her hair, rubbing his fingers, and tightly clasping his legs around her.

After a while of moaning, and breathlessness, Anastasia quickly crossed her legs and curled her toes, unable to contain the thing that was beginning to drip down her sacred place.