The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Do Not Resist Me

Song recommendation- I am on fire - Awolnation

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"I want to make you feel something which you never felt," she heard him.

But in his mind he thought. ’You smell so enticing that it’s unfair if I don’t get the taste of you. You are my mate. You don’t know how much I want you every time you are in front of me.’

Oriana was quiet, neither showing reluctance or agreeing to him.

"Do not resist me." There was a plea as well as desperation in his voice, "I won’t hurt you."

He didn’t know if he would ever get this chance again to openly show this side of his to her and embrace her without any restraint. Once they leave Othinia, things would change. He didn’t want to miss this chance, to have some intimate memories with her before distancing himself from her for her own good.

’I am selfish, but I cannot help it.’

"What do you want to do?" he heard her shy and hesitant voice, her head lowered as if even in the dark she felt he might see her embarrassed face.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

Just like him, Oriana had the same thoughts. She didn’t know when she would get this chance with him as she can’t deceive him like this always by wearing women’s clothes. She might have some memories of him with her to treasure forever. With much courage she finally decided to trust him.

"I do." Though hesitant, it was her thought out reply.

In a silence, he gazed at her for a while. She raised her head to look at him, even though she could not see what his expressions were like at the moment. They both talked like their own self and forgot they were pretending to not know each other. There was no lady Ria and not the Prince of another kingdom. They were just Oriana and Arlan. Everything felt natural as if it was meant to be.

She found his hand sliding under her thighs and another one below her back, even before she could react, she was being carried in his arms. Oriana held onto him instinctively, anticipation of what to come was filling her mind. ’Not crossing the line, then?’

His sharp gaze allowed him to see the position of things in the dark room and due to the moonlight outside, it was enough for him to carry her effortlessly as if he could see everything in the room clearly.

He gently placed her on the bed inside the room. Oriana watched his silhouette moving to hover over her body.

Her body tensed, her breathing already turned shallow, her heart beating like a drum in her chest as his body pressed against hers. Oriana felt her heart would jump out of her chest, not a single word of resistance could leave her mouth. Her hands rested against his firm chest as if to keep distance between them. Though she agreed, the fear was still there.

She found his hand moving to caress her cheeks gently and he leaned down to kiss her, he held her both hands and moved them away, pinning them on the bed, letting his chest pressed against hers. He wanted to get rid of all her defenses.

leaving her breathless once more to not let her resist him, he spoke, "Just trust me"

She felt like she had lost all her wits and nodded. The next moment she found him moving back as he slowly pulled her dress up.

"What...are you..."

"You will know."

She felt his hand moving between her thighs. In response she clenched her thighs together though she was wearing underclothes and even moved her hands to stop her dress getting up above her thighs.

"Would you like me to tie your hands?" she heard him warn.

All she could see was he had moved back and pulled her dress up, and she was anxious to know what he was up to.