Chapter 101
She found it hard to trust his words. Just moments ago, he’d lunged at her claiming he couldn’t hold back any longer. Shooting him a sharp glare, she slowly circled him.
Alnazir waited patiently, releasing the tension in his body with a slow exhale. Gradually, Fay’s hand approached his shoulder.
“You’ll really obey me?”
“Yes.”
“Then lie down over there.”
Following her command, Alnazir stretched out on the tabletop, now looking up at her from below.
Fay hesitated briefly before straddling his legs. She shifted her weight back and forth, testing the table’s sturdiness. The legs supporting the heavy stone slab seemed solid enough.
“No touching. Understood?”
With those meaningful words, Fay lifted her hips, squirming as she searched for a comfortable position.
They hadn’t even begun whatever she intended, yet Alnazir’s heart already pounded with anticipation. Every small movement of hers against him sent dizzying sensations through his body.
“Fay.”
His voice came out thick with want, making her eyes widen. Flushed and intense, she finally realized his expression.
“Aren’t you getting turned on too fast?”
It wasn’t just his face, his arousal was unmistakably stiff and eager beneath their clothes.
“We haven’t done this in a while.”
Alnazir offered in defense.
True enough. Acknowledging this, Fay deliberately ground against him harder, up and down, catching the moment a deep furrow formed between his brows.
“Tentacles.”
The moment she spoke, he delivered them to her hand—quick as a dog eager to please.
A man utterly focused on her every word, desperate to obey. It was almost unsettling. Despite all the warnings that controlling him was impossible, here she was.
“If you break your promise or betray me one more time, you’ll never touch me again. And I’ll never touch you either.”
Who would have thought she’d be making threats like this?
“I won’t. Never.”
It amazed her that the threat actually worked and secretly, it filled her with a sense of superiority. Having learned just how terrifying he could be, this reversal was intoxicating.
“Even trying to break it will be unforgivable. So behave.”
Feeling brave, she let the arrogant words slip.
“Understood.”
If he’d mocked her or shown any negativity, she might have backed down. But his easy submission only fueled her audacity.
The contrast from before was so stark that even Fay felt the dissonance, yet she couldn’t stop. She was drunk on the sensation of bending him to her will.
With a strange smile, part satisfaction, part arousal, she leaned down and captured his lips, teasingly brushing her tongue against his before pulling away.
Her warning had worked perfectly. Alnazir twitched with wanting, but never initiated—just burning with golden eyes, struggling to contain his excitement.
“Can I undress you?”
Fay whispered against his jaw, her fingers already slipping beneath his shirt to trace the hard planes of his abdomen.
As she pulled the shirt away, his chest rose and fell with deep breaths meant to calm himself. She laid her cheek against it slowly.
Thump, thump. His heartbeat thundered in her ears, loud and forceful as a drum. Fay gave herself a small smile as she placed a hand on his chest.
His tensed muscles weren’t easy to knead. Eventually giving up on that, she shifted her target to his n*****s, areas he couldn’t harden with tension, yielding easily to her fingertips.
“Ngh…”
The pressure drew an involuntary sound from him. Perhaps this was his weak spot. Testing the theory, Fay teased him further, pinching a n****e between thumb and forefinger, rubbing gently. This time, he gritted his teeth and bore it silently, preventing the earlier sound.
But that didn’t mean the arousal and shame simply vanished. Alnazir’s head burned with the indignation of being toyed with.
A witch who insisted on taking the lead? Who didn’t know her place? The audacity was ridiculous. Yet he’d agreed so readily, out of desperation.
Afraid that if he said no, she’d end things here. That she’d run away again, reject him again.
He’d hesitated, of course. Being humiliated by such an insignificant being was far from ideal. It was a blatant disregard for hierarchy, a shaking of his position as a great existence.
But even knowing all that, Alnazir wanted her. Desperately.
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