The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 694

Chapter 694: Hungry For His Beast Side

"What are you looking at?" Oriana growled, her brows knitted, her voice hoarse. "You really do look like you want that demoness back."

He chuckled. "Whether it’s you or her, both are the same to me. But yeah, I do miss you cursing and getting angry at me. You should train your demoness form to talk like this as well. I want to see her cursing and getting angry at me instead of her silence."

"Don’t sweet-talk me. I know how much you enjoyed it with her when you..." She huffed and turned around, facing her back to him.

Arlan gently turned her onto her back and got on top of her. He gazed her displeased expressions. "When I did what?"

She narrowed her eyes at him. "You know exactly what I mean. Even though it was her, I was there too. You were never like that with me, like you were with her."

"Alright, so how was I with her?" he asked, amused.

"You..." She averted her gaze, looking away in anger. "You loved her more..."

Arlan chuckled again. "Being rough with her means I loved her more?"

She still wouldn’t look at him. "I didn’t say that."

"So, you want me to be rough with you?" he asked, turning her face back to look at him. "I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it..."

"So she’s stronger than me, huh? And that’s why you want her so you don’t have to hold back yourself," she retorted, squinting her brows in anger. "That night, our first new moon night together—was I not able to handle it?"

Arlan simply watched her in amusement--comparing herself to her own self, that was some new level of jealousy. Of course, her dark form was stronger, but since she was being stubborn about it, he wasn’t going to let this opportunity slide.

"You’re not allowed to complain later," he said, his hand deftly untying the belt on her robe, revealing her completely naked body underneath.

"When did I ever complain?" she challenged.

"You didn’t?" he teased, kissing her as his body pressed against her naked form. "Just admit it—you want it again, so you’re using my night with your dark side as an excuse. You remember everything clearly and want me to do it again. Are you that hungry for me?"

Her hands moved from his shoulders to the back of his head, clutching his hair tightly, her gaze intensely moving between his eyes and his lips. "What if I am?" Her voice and expressions leaving no doubt about her intentions.

"Then I won’t mind satisfying your hunger," he whispered against her lips before swooping her into a passionate kiss. Their bodies, entangled and craving more, responded eagerly to each other.

"If you want to experience it like her, then spread wide," he commanded, parting her legs, his heated breath fanning against her face, showing his impatience to be inside her.

Oriana did as he said, looking boldly into his eyes. "You better not hold back."