[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281: Rising Heat Of The Early Morning (18+)

It wasn’t the gentle warmth of the morning light that roused Xion from sleep, nor was it the suffocating fervor of the tangled blankets. No, this heat was... focused.

The room was still cloaked in midnight hues, the soft orange lamp casting shadows that danced lazily along the walls.

The strange warmth that stirred in the early hours came from below.

More specifically... from his belly.

His lashes fluttered, and with barely open eyes, he glanced down to find silver hair sprawling over his bare torso. Ah, it was Darius, resting against his stomach.

No, not merely resting. His lover’s lips were moving against him.

Xion scarcely had time to catch his breath when he came to his senses with a jolt. His body was still slow, fogged from sleep and unable to move as he felt the tingling sensation crawling up his spine.

A loud gasp left his parted lips unbidden.

It was then that he felt it. A hand beneath his body, lifting his waist and holding him in place.

His shirt was already gone, discarded who knows when or where. There were fresh marks on his bare torso. How he managed to sleep through it all had actually surprised even him.

"Darius?" his voice cracked, hoarse with confusion and a touch of disbelief.

The Archduke didn’t respond with words. Instead, his teeth grazed just below Xion’s navel, and then bit down. Not cruelly, but with enough force to make him jerk, for his breath to hitch.

A choked sound tumbled from his throat.

"Ah—!" frёewebηovel.cѳm

Darius pulled back just a little, only to admire the reddening mark blooming against the pale skin. His fingers caressed the spot, thumb brushing over it as if trying to memorize it.

"You healed everything," he husked in that low sensual voice that had Xion’s senses reel with heat.

"Every single one of my marks is gone, darling. Like I never kissed you... tasted you, held you until you were utterly consumed."

His lips moved lower again, tracing the edge of the hipbone. Another bite was added to the path down to the hidden mermaid lines.

"Are you going to erase this one too?"

Xion opened his mouth, but only a shaky breath came out. He moved, trying to sit up, but that one arm looped around his waist was enough to keep him pinned in place.

"I-I didn’t," the smoldering look in those hungry eyes had Xion panicking. "It’s not like that. I d-didn’t even realize they were gone—" the healer stammered, washed red from his ears down to his chest.

"Oh?" Lips fell to the curve of his side, exactly where the glaring marks of his fingers were imprinted. He had held Xion so tightly that his marks remained, and now that skin lay bare...

"Then I suppose," The kiss was followed by a ruthless bite, forcing Xion’s back to arch beautifully, "I’ll just have to start over."

And now Darius’ fingers hooked beneath the waistband of his pants.

Xion’s whole body was littered with his marks. He hadn’t spared those lovely nipples either. He simply couldn’t.

Ah fuck, Darius vaguely heard the sound of his sanity growing wings and flying far away. Xion is so, so cute. My darling is so darn adorable. I just want to put it in him already.

Shamelessly licking his lips, he recalled the delicious taste of his lover on his tongue. I just want to fuck his brains out until Xion will moan only my name in senseless abandon.

Xion didn’t even get the chance to resist as his hips were lifted by the arm still curling around his waist, just enough to help.

It was as if he was willingly raising his lower body so Darius could pull that cloth away. It was so shameful!

But for the Archduke, this sight was straight out of one of his erotic dreams where Xion would shyly ask him to fuck him.

If Xion really did that... The force in his hand increased and the pants fell on some corner of the room joining the pile of clothes heaping like discarded trash.