My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 342

As soon as Xanthea crashed into Orion's embrace, she caught a whiff of a familiar, fresh, and elegant fragrance.

Looking down, she saw a bouquet of vibrant purple irises beneath his large coat. She looked at him, astonished and delighted. "It's irises!"

Her amber eyes sparkled like the brightest stars in the sky, mesmerizingly beautiful.

Orion's dark eyes deepened, and he couldn't resist brushing his lips against her forehead. "Do you like them, sweetheart?"

"I love them, absolutely love them!"

Xanthea wrapped her arms around his neck, cuddling up to him like a fluffy little red fox nuzzling its owner, cooing and snuggling affectionately. Her soft, sweet gestures ignited a burning desire within him, and he pulled her closer, ready to kiss her.

But just as he leaned in, she playfully lifted the bouquet between them, and his kiss landed on the petals instead. But his smitten gaze not fading in the slightest.

"Haha!" Xanthea giggled him mischievously, "Orion, were you aiming to devour the flowers?"

Orion looked up at the radiant girl under the moonlight, her smile as bright as the flowers she held. He replied in a long, meaningful tone, "I indeed wanted to devour the 'flower.'"

"You can't!"

She clutched the flowers protectively, but his hand found her sensitive waist and began to tickle her. "Stop, stop, it tickles! Please."

Her delightful laughter rang out, crisp and carefree, floating through the garden. Realizing they were sneaking around in the garden late at night and might wake her family, she quickly clamped her mouth shut, biting her lip to stifle her laughter.

“Stop—stop tickling, Orion, I give up, I give up.”

Orion narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in his dark gaze. “Will you let me devour it now?”

“Yes, yes!”

She surrendered, offering the flowers to him, but he suddenly leaned over them and kissed her forehead, "It's you, my flower; I want to devour you."

"You pervert!"

Xanthea lightly hit him, but he pulled both her and the flowers tightly into his embrace.

The strong, steady beat of his heart reverberated through his firm chest, slowly turning her cheeks pink. A deep sigh escaped him, "Whether you like it or not, you can't escape.

"You're mine. This lifetime, you can only be ‘devoured’ by me."