The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 579

Chapter 579: Would You Mind?

In the quiet of the night, Arlan lay beside Oriana, who slumbered peacefully. Her body, weakened by the power of the demoness, was prone to sleepiness, in addition to the mental exhaustion she had experienced in the past few days due to the demise of her grandfather.

He observed her sleepy face, gently caressing it with his hand, his mind conflicted over whether he should initiate physical intimacy and share with her his essence of darkness when she was dealing with the sorrow of her grandfather’s death.

But in the end, he made a decision. Protecting her was of utmost priority. He couldn’t bear to see her endure any more pain due to her body going through another attack.

Drawing his face closer to her sleepy one, Arlan brushed his lips against hers in a tender kiss, his touch gentle yet laden with unspoken longing.

With a familiar yet seductive sensation, Oriana stirred in her sleep and responded to his kiss as if guided by her basic instinct.

Emboldened by her response, Arlan deepened the kiss, allowing himself to be consumed by the familiar yet intoxicating sensation of their connection. Slowly, he rolled her onto her back, hovering over her as he continued to pour his affection into the kiss, his devotion to her unwavering even in the darkness of the night.

Finally, Oriana was wide awake, and what she had thought was a dream came crashing down on her as reality. She looked closely at the man who had been kissing her, finding herself immersed in the moment.

Sensing her lack of reaction all of a sudden, Arlan opened his eyes and pulled back, only to meet her startled gaze.

"Would you mind?" he asked.

Understanding the meaning, Oriana shook her head to give him her approval.

His passionate gaze bore into hers he stated, "I want you tonight."

Oriana swallowed hard, nodding once more. She couldn’t deny that every time he initiated intimacy, it was impossible for her to resist. If not her mind, her body craved him dangerously.

With her response, Arlan deepened the kiss, ready to indulge in the intense passion of intimacy and provide her with what her body needed the most- His darkness.

In the quiet chamber of the Crown Princess, the rushed sounds filled the air as their clothes lay scattered on the floor. The sounds of intimacy resonated with every breath they took, with every move they made. The night was ablaze with the fervent passion of two souls intertwining in the embrace of love.

Exhausted yet rejuvenated by the vitality provided by the darkness she received from Arlan, Oriana lay limp and naked in bed, unaware of how much time had passed since they didn’t let go of each other for long. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

Content with their intimacy, Arlan gently carried his wife to the bath, cleaning her before tucking her into clean sheets. He lay beside her, watching as her exhausted body drifted off to sleep.

He checked her pulse and realized his darkness once again had made wonders and now her body was entirely alright. However, a thought crossed his mind.

’Can I mark now as she is strong? Will it go wrong if I make a haste? Maybe I shall seek their advice before I do so. Going to Agartha? I have to give it a thought.’

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The next day, Oriana woke up feeling significantly better than the weakness she had experienced the previous day. Despite Snowflake’s assistance with healing, she sensed a sudden change in her body overnight. Yet, this sensation felt familiar.

’My body felt this strong that morning as well after we consummated. Does it have anything to do with my body feeling so strong all of a sudden? But later, the other night we did it, it didn’t feel this way. Maybe I am just overthinking.’

She shook her head and looked around the room, as usual expecting to not find Arlan by her side when she woke up so late.

Ana entered the chamber and informed, "Your Highness, you have been invited to the Rose palace by Her Majesty."

"Her Majesty?" Oriana said as she stepped out of the bed in hurry and observed the sun outside. It was almost noon.

"Your Highness, do not be in haste," Ana spoke. "You were invited for the morning meal but His Highness has sent a message already that you would only visit in the noon."

Oriana felt a little embarrassed that she always kept sleeping till late and wondered what would Queen Julien would think about her.

’Maybe I should just pin the blame on her son who keeps me awake the entire night.’ A blush covered her face as she thought about it along with the shame of sleeping so late.

"Your Highness, allow me to help you," Ana offered.

Oriana was ready in beautiful clothes and was ready to ready to leave. Ana brought some snacked to the room. "Your Highness, you have not eaten anything since the last night. Please have this."