"Mated for life..." Swan murmured as she tried to let that sentence seep in.
"Yes, mated for life. Stop trying to suggest sacrifices. I have no intention to sacrifice you," Gale added as he wanted to stop Swan from having crazy thoughts.
Unfortunately, his effort was in vain, because Swan asked, "T-then, if your curse has been lifted out, does that mean you don’t need to marry so many women in the future?"
"What are you talking about? I never said that," Gale frowned.
"Uhm... I’m just connecting the dots. Suppose you’re forced to marry many women because of the curse. Then, you can... you can just use me as a sacrifice and then find the real woman who will mate for life with you—ah!" Swan let out a loud groan as Gale bit her nape. It wasn’t painful for some reason, but it gave her the stimulant that shut her brain off, making her unable to think straight.
All she could think of was the pleasure that he brought. Gale ripped her dress, making her fully naked as he began to embrace her from behind once more.
He played with her body while constantly nibbling on her nape, neck, and earlobe, making a trail of hickeys that would probably stay for so long.
Yet, despite all the pleasure that Gale brought to shut her up, she still had the clarity of her sacrifice. She had long been thinking of a way to end herself respectably, so she wouldn’t be so useless in this world.
"Gale, I—about your curse—mmfh!" Swan was silenced with a kiss, but once it was done, she kept insisting on it until Gale couldn’t bear it anymore.
"I... can sacrifice—"
"SILENCE!" Gale roared as he continued touching her wet lips down there. He wanted to numb her with pleasure, so she stopped thinking about such ridiculous things, but he had underestimated Swan’s stubbornness.
Swan’s heart jumped, but she repeated, "I can be—"
"I SAID, SILENCE!" Gale roared again, this time, it was louder, and everyone in the castle must’ve heard it.
But Gale couldn’t care less. He saw how Swan was absolutely under his control with how she moaned each time he touched her sensitive spots, yet her beautiful ocean eyes showed strong and consistent resolve, pleading with him to listen to her request.
As if she truly didn’t mind being a sacrifice, just so she could leave him.
Gale gritted his teeth.
He wasn’t used to this stuffiness inside his heart, and that gnawing feeling made him even more irritable than before.
Gale forced her to turn towards him, so they faced each other and he yelled at her, "Your family sent you as the prize of my victory. So you better stop talking about sacrifice and death, because I will never permit you to die!"
Swan was shocked by his answer. Her tears began to pool at the corner of her eyes as she muttered, "But I just—"
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