[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267: What A Lewd Sound You Make(18+)

Darius didn’t bother with restraint anymore. Wrapping his arms around his darling, he harshly pinned Xion into his arms.

His teeth grazed the left hollow of Xion’s neck before sinking in with enough pressure to bruise.

The breathy moan that spilled from Xion’s lips sent a thrill of satisfaction straight to Darius’ core. Perfect. He wanted more of that sound.

Xion’s hand, finally free from its cage, instinctively flew to Darius’ chest to push the Archduke away.

But his strength was no match for the hungry beast.

A warm tongue traced over the fresh bite mark, soothing and possessive before Darius sucked harshly on the tender skin.

"Ngh—!" Xion bit his bottom lip hard, trying to suppress the sound, but it leaked through in breathless little gasps.

The sudden onslaught left his legs trembling, his body betraying him with each rough swipe of Darius’ tongue and the insistent pull of his lips.

Heat bloomed under his skin, pooling low. More bites fell—then more sucking. His neck, his shoulder, nowhere was spared.

But Darius didn’t stop at that. He just couldn’t. His hand moved deftly down Xion’s waist, fingers curling around the ribbon of his red robe.

One sharp pull and it came loose. The silky cloth slipped off Xion’s shoulders and pooled around his waist before Darius shoved it down completely, baring him to the cool air.

Now there he was—sitting on Darius’ lap, trembling and flushed, with nothing but thin, black briefs clinging to his hips.

With one harsh suck over the crimson earlobe, Darius leaned back.

The sight made his heart roar. His eyes darkened, the green overtaken by endless black- like ink spilled over jade.

His hands moved to Xion’s thighs, spreading over the soft skin and drawing lazy circles, his thumbs pressing just enough to make Xion squirm.

Blue eyes shimmered with unshed tears as he bit his lip to keep any sound from escaping.

Darius wasn’t going to allow the silence though. He leaned forward, his breath hot against Xion’s lips. "Aren’t you a sensitive little thing? How delicious."

The words made Xion shudder. However, whatever reply he was thinking was directly muffled under the kiss.

A bite fell exactly where he was clenching, trying to contain his moans in his stomach.

With the red silk discarded, one of Darius’ hands snaked up Xion’s spine, settling possessively at his nape while the other gently kneaded the soft curves of his hips.

Raven black eyelashes fluttered, and a lone tear slipped past the corner of Xion’s eye. A new shame burned his senses because he was getting aroused.

A whimpering sob escaped his lips when his hair was tugged.

Darius angled his face and pushed his tongue inside, savouring how the struggling hands decided to simply cling to him now.

How sweet.

Then came a loss of breath. Again and again. Those lips didn’t separate from Xion’s nor did Archduke’s sinful hands stop touching the bare torso. While kissing, he even playfully tugged at the nipples a few times, rolling them at his whim.

They were hard, perhaps from the cold. Well, that was what Xion wanted to say.

But sitting so close to Darius, wouldn’t the Archduke know that his lover was aroused?

Wasn’t Xion just so damn perfect?