Reasons for Contract Marriage - Chapter 94

Hot lips touched her forehead.

Brianna closed her eyes, recalling how he had kissed her in the same place hours earlier. During the ceremony, after vowing his eternal love and commitment to his bride, Lucius had pressed his lips to her forehead. Though it had been a false vow, not rooted in truth, his lips had felt just as searingly hot then as they did now.

“Brianna.”

His lips moved away, and his deep, husky voice resonated softly. Brianna lifted her trembling eyelids to meet his gaze. She saw Lucius’ dark eyes. They were as deep and inscrutable as ever, revealing nothing of his inner thoughts. Like black pearls shimmering, the only thing they reflected was her own face.

“I’m going to hold you now. And once I start…”

He paused for a moment before continuing, “I won’t be able to stop. Even if you refuse, even if you say no.”

It was something she had already braced herself for. Even if he forced himself upon her, resistance would be futile. She could only feel grateful for his warning.

Brianna nodded. “Yes.”

As soon as she granted permission, Lucius scooped her up. It was a movement as effortless as lifting a feather. Even as he carried her to the center of the bed, his gaze never wavered from her. He laid her down on the soft bedding, and before she had a chance to move, his body loomed over hers.

With his arms and legs planted firmly on either side of her, Brianna found herself completely trapped beneath him. Her view was blocked, and all she could see now was Lucius’ face.

For the first time in her life, Brianna lay beneath a man, looking up into dark eyes so close to her own. His gaze seemed no different than usual—calm and composed. Yet, strangely, she felt an intense heat emanating from those cool eyes, as if they were burning her.

She had once heard that blue flames, though they appeared cold, were hotter than red flames. Perhaps he was the same.

“Brianna…”

Lucius called her name softly as he ran his fingers through her damp hair, still carrying traces of moisture. He gently smoothed it back and gathered a handful of the brown locks spread across the bed, pressing a kiss to them.

With a deep sigh, he leaned down and pressed his lips firmly to her forehead once more. But he didn’t stop there. He trailed small kisses along her eyebrows, eyelids, nose, and cheeks.

When his lips moved lower, they hovered above hers. Just as their lips were about to meet, Florian’s face suddenly came to mind. Perhaps it was because Florian had been the only man she had ever kissed.

She remembered his mischievous grin after stealing a quick kiss. That fleeting image of Florian overlapped with Lucius’ face, and before she realized it, Brianna instinctively flinched and turned her head away. Lucius immediately stopped what he was doing.

“Ah…”

It was only then that Brianna realized her actions might have seemed like a rejection of him. She had no intention of refusing his kiss but feared he might misunderstand.

“I…”

Just as she was about to explain, Lucius’ breath fell softly on the nape of her neck. It was as though he had intended to move there all along.

Lucius buried his face deeply into the delicate curve of her neck. After a moment of stillness, he began to lightly trace his tongue along the sensitive skin. Brianna inhaled sharply, her body tensing. She didn’t want to react this way, especially after what had just happened, but the unfamiliar sensation of his lips and tongue against her neck overwhelmed her.

Lucius continued to soothe her tense body with his caresses and kisses. His warm tongue glided over the soft, tender skin of her neck, while his hands gently stroked her shoulders and arms to ease her tension.

Gradually, Brianna’s body began to relax. As she melted into his touch, he suddenly bit down on her neck.

“Ah!”

Brianna let out a startled cry of pain, and Lucius lifted his gaze to meet hers, asking with a calm intensity.

“Does it hurt?”

Brianna looked at Lucius with a mixture of disbelief and astonishment. Did he really expect her not to feel pain when he bit down on bare skin? It seemed like such an obvious answer.

Without waiting for her response, as though he already knew what it would be, his lips began to move again. He trailed kisses down her slender neck, lingering at the delicate hollow of her collarbone. His lips and tongue left countless marks along her skin, each touch gentle yet deliberate.

Eventually, his lips ventured closer to her chest. Brianna’s breathing, already quickened, began to grow uneven.

At the moment, Brianna wore only a thin silk slip dress. If he untied the ribbon at the neckline and lifted the skirt, there would be little left to separate them. It was a clear sign that they were moments away from crossing a line.

However, Lucius didn’t immediately pull the ribbon to reveal her bare chest. Instead, he pressed his lips against the silk fabric, focusing on the peaks of her curves. Slowly, he began to suck through the cloth, the heat of his mouth penetrating the thin barrier.

“Ah…”

A shiver of unfamiliar sensations ran through Brianna, making her let out a soft moan. Before she realized it, her hands had clenched tightly around the bedding. The fabric began to dampen from his saliva, clinging to her skin in a way that heightened her awareness of his touch. When his tongue rolled over the sensitive peak hidden beneath the fabric, she let out a stifled whimper.

“Mmph…”

She wanted to ask him to remove the fabric, to let her feel his touch directly on her skin. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to say such embarrassing words. Instead, she endured the maddening stimulation, which only seemed to intensify with the barrier between them.

Lucius, keenly aware of her reactions, shifted his attention to her other breast. His hand reached out to cup the soft mound, his fingers exploring its delicate shape. As he teased the peak with his fingernail, Brianna arched her back involuntarily, letting out a startled cry.

“Ahh!”

Startled by her own voice, Brianna quickly covered her mouth with her hands. Her face burned with embarrassment, but Lucius, in contrast, chuckled softly, his expression one of satisfaction.

He hadn’t expected her to sound so sweet even as she cried out.

“It’s alright, Brianna. You can make as much noise as you want. It’s just the two of us here.”

Lucius, so absorbed in her responses, had unknowingly abandoned his usual formal tone. Despite his earlier concerns about her hesitation, Brianna was now fully receptive to his touch. If her reactions to his kisses were this intense, it was clear her body was already responding eagerly to him.

He continued to lavish attention on her breasts while his other hand began to explore lower. His fingers traced the length of her leg, starting at her ankle and moving upward. Brianna, preoccupied by the sensations he was creating elsewhere, didn’t notice the path his hand was taking until it reached the delicate fabric of her underwear.

When his fingers brushed the edge of the garment, Brianna stiffened and attempted to pull away. Her body tensed as she stammered nervously.

“W-wait! Not there…”

Lucius, however, caught her firmly by the nape of her neck, holding her in place.

“Stay still. You might hurt yourself if you keep moving.”

Lucius quietly warned her. But unlike before, when she had followed him obediently, Brianna now thrashed and resisted.

“But why… why would you…”

“If I don’t widen you enough and put myself in right away, you’ll tear. Mine is much bigger than that of an average man.”

Brianna’s eyes widened as his words sank in. Her lips parted, but no sound emerged, leaving her to gape silently. Lucius couldn’t help but chuckle at her expression. He knew he shouldn’t laugh in such a situation, but her reaction made it impossible to hold back.

She looked as though she had just realized she’d been swindled into a completely different kind of arrangement.

“So, Brianna,” he murmured with a faint smile, “just trust me and stay still. If you want to walk properly tomorrow.”

At the moment Brianna’s mouth began to open wider, Lucius pulled aside her underwear and deeply pushed a finger into the tightly closed narrow opening.

“Ugh…”

Even with just a single finger inside, her inner walls clenched tightly, pulling him in with force.

Tilting his head back, Lucius spoke to the moaning Brianna, “You’re already wet, Brianna.”