Chapter 394 We Are Incompatible
Nathael forcefully wedged himself between her legs, causing Maggie to tremble uncontrollably.
In the struggle, Maggie’s hand ended up smacking his face by mistake.
With a crisp sound echoing in the room, both of them froze in their actions.
Maggie stared at him blankly with the corners of her eyes tinged red. In the faint light, she could see a blood mark scratched across his cheek by her hand.
Maggie was startled for a moment, feeling even more uneasy.
With no turning back, she hesitated for a moment, her eyelashes quivering as she steeled herself.
Avoiding Nathael’s gaze, she turned her head aside, her breath shaky as she murmured, “Just calm down.”
Nathael’s gaze darkened, and he managed to utter a few words through clenched teeth, “Maggie!”
Maggie’s heart fluttered lightly, unable to shake off the unease.
This side of Nathael felt unfamiliar, just like the lunatic he had become in her past life after her death.
Nathael wasted no time, swiftly grabbing a tie from the wardrobe drawer before Maggie could react,
“What are you up to?”
Maggie was taken aback for a few seconds, then struggled to rise, but Nathael’s strong hands pinned her wrists above her head, tying them there.
Maggie’s eyes flared with a mix of anger and fear.
Even though she trusted he wouldn’t harm her, she couldn’t shake off the strange feeling of embarrassment, causing her cheeks to flush and her whole body to heat up.
“Nathael, let me go!” Maggie struggled fiercely, her voice catching with emotion. The tie bit into her wrists, leaving two red marks on her delicate skin.
Nathael seemed to calm down now, his previous anger and coldness fading Maggie’s fear, her heart racing with unease and panic.
away. But this only heightened
Soft, gentle kisses landed on Maggie’s neck, causing her entire body to tense up. Their heated skin pressed together, reminiscent of countless other nights, yet somehow different.
Nathael skillfully explored, causing Maggie to tremble uncontrollably. His moist, tender kisses landed on every inch of her skin, leaving a flush in their wake.
She closed her eyes, gradually giving up the struggle, only wishing that this madness would end soon.
But Nathael seemed to enjoy tormenting her, teasing her to the point of desperation yet never taking it further.
Chapter 394 We Are Incompatible.
Under his teasing, she couldn’t help but shiver with a mix of excitement and emptiness, feeling unusually
sensitive.
Nathael lowered his head to kiss her neck, his voice husky. “Nana, tell me you love me.”
Maggie tightly bit her lip, staying silent, her ears and neck already flushed crimson.
But Nathael was always patient, and now he seemed intent on teasing her further, creating an ambiguous tension as if engaged in a silent tug–of–war.
His fingers were long and skilful, smoothly finding their way in.
He leaned down to bite her, and Maggie clenched her teeth tightly, her throat parched. A thin mist of tears formed on her eyelashes, tears stubbornly trickling down.
As time ticked by, Maggie had already become completely limp, her eyes filled with affection, her breathing uneven.
Her thoughts seemed to be slowly consumed, all rationality and detachment fading away under his deliberate tenderness.
Sweat beads dripped down her forehead as she gritted her teeth, a hint of blood lingering in her mouth, but her mind was blank.
She had never imagined that Nathael could be so skilled at tormenting people.
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