The Devil's Cursed Witch

Chapter 242 Won't Stop Even If You Cry And Beg

4 chapters mini mass release.

Music- Salted Wounds by Sia

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She had no doubts about her decision. Though she did think twice about it afterwards, as she had been waiting to tell him for half a day, her choice remained unchanged.

For the man who gave her everything, she made the largest decision she made in her life.

Draven held her hand that was caressing his cheek and pulled it away from his face. Slowly, he pinned her hands on her sides as he leaned towards her to bask in her sweet scent.

He gently brushed the tip of his nose against hers, his hot breath grazing against her delicate skin as she heard him continue to speak in a low and hoarse voice. “Then, there won’t be a way back for you.”

She gulped understanding the meaning of his words but then whispered back, “I know.”

Due to his scent, she found herself relaxing and turning brave, her gaze observing his face closely. The arch of his brows, those long eyelashes, the high cheekbones. The pain she was feeling was fading away, replacing it with a burning desire for her mate.

‘I know.’

Her simple reply almost made his mind go crazy. He wished to do nothing but devour her entirely without mercy, but he was sane enough to hold back and take his time to thoroughly enjoy this moment.

Draven’s strong muscular body hovered over hers, not putting weight on her delicate body, as he lowered himself and tenderly captured her lips with his.

Lips that tasted like honey, so much sweeter than any delicacy, filled his taste buds. His mouth could not help but let out a groan, akin to that of a parched man who finally had a first gulp of water.

He wanted to be greedy, but contrary to his raging desires, his mouth moved with uncharacteristic gentleness, sucking and tugging her lips with unparalleled slowness, taking his sweet time on each of them as if to savor every bit of them.

Ember freed her hands from his loosened grip and moved them to touch his face as she kissed him back just as slowly and tenderly, her fingers gently tracing lines along the heated skin of his cheeks and sculpted jawline.

“Mmm…”

With her eyes closed, light moans left her throat as her lack of sight heightened her other senses. His scent, his warmth, his taste… Weak gasps escaped her mouth as the flames of desires started to burn her body, and she found herself losing herself in a trance.

Draven pulled away from their kiss, just enough for his red eyes to gaze at the hazy emerald green eyes of his mate who had completely given herself to him. She looked so perfect under him, and he felt the sudden urge to keep her trapped under him the entire night, so that he could watch each and every bewitching change of his mate’s expression with every touch and move he would make.

His hand moved to her chin as he held it a little roughly, making her open her mouth with a gasp.

She found him gazing deeply at her, his eyes seemingly holding boundless expectations, and she felt her soul being sucked into that intense-looking pair of red eyes.

Draven moved his scorching gaze downwards to her moist plump lips, opened in a way so alluring and captivating, it was inviting him to do exactly what he was desiring. Without hesitation, he closed that little distance between them, pulling Ember into a kiss once again, this time a complete contrast to the one earlier.

If the first was affectionate it was almost chaste, this kiss was its opposite in its wildness and lack of restraint. Urgency could be felt, desire leaking as if he could no longer contain his passion. He slid his coarse and hot tongue inside her slightly opened mouth, causing Ember to let out a breathless moan.

The moment he tasted her sweet tongue with his, a needy groan left his mouth. His hot body covered hers entirely, with only the layers of clothes separating their flesh that were flushed with longing for each other. One of his hands moved to the back of her head, entwining his fingers with her hair and taking control of that passionate kiss, while his other hand pinned her hand to the side, entangling his fingers with hers.

Ember was just as greedy for her mate. She gave in to her instincts, not hesitating to enjoy the passion in their kiss, her soft tongue smoothly rolling with his in a rhythmic dance. It was unfamiliar yet natural, as if this was how things should have been in the first place.

Her free hand moved to the back of his head, her fingers tangling with his inky black hair while the other hand enjoyed the warmth from his palm as she tightly entwined her fingers with his.

Draven reluctantly parted from her, a part of him reminded that his human partner needed to breathe after such a long, passionate kiss, only to call her name in a needy whisper against her swollen and moist lips.

“Ember.”

Despite her mind feeling dizzy with the lack of air brought about by the intensity of their kiss, Ember had to open her eyes to look at her mate. How beautiful it sounded, the way he called her, as if he needed nothing else but her, and showed the yearning he felt for her.

He looked into those green eyes and said in a raspy voice, “I won’t stop now.”

She held her breath as she could sense the warning he was giving her.

“I won’t stop even if you cry and beg me to,” she heard him continue.

Her racing heart almost skipped a beat when he said those words, somewhat nervous despite knowing this was expected given she agreed to complete their bond. The way he was staring at her, the hunger in those eyes, she was sure he would be proving his words right.

“Got it?” he asked.

She nodded her head lightly as half of her mind was on the scorching heat emanating from his muscled body. She could guess things won’t end so gently and so soon.