บททั้งหมดของ Married to the Human's enemy: The Werewolf Prince: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Roselle felt her gaze involuntarily drift down and then was glued on his very evident erection and her heart skipped a beat as she swallowed hard. She had to use all her willpower to drag her gaze away from that spot and look back into his eyes. With cheeks aflame and when she saw the look on his face and the intense glimmer in his bright eyes, Roselle determined in her heart, moved her hand slowly towards his bulge.Her movement was filled with hesitation that Romeo had to hold his breath and told himself to wait patiently when her hand was taking too long to reach his eager sex. His heart was pounding so hard it felt that he would get a heart attack. She was excruciatingly slow that it took all of Romeo's self-control and iron will not to grab her hand and guide it over him where he truly needed it.As he watched her hand inching closer, the anticipation became quite torturous. He battled within himself whether he should speak out and urge her to hurry up. But his next thought was t

Roselle was escorted by Elijah to their dinner venue located at the top of the gigantic wall. As she emerged from the stairs, Roselle was surprised at the sight that welcomed her.She halted before she could even reach the last step and took a sweeping look around. The empty watchtower where they stood yesterday now looked very different. There was now set up, a table and a couple of comfortable looking chairs in the middle of the area. Lamps circled the top of the watchtower's wall and an intricately regal candelabra was in the middle. The table was already set with fine china and laden with sumptuous food that made her mouth water slightly just by glancing at them once over.Roselle could hardly believe her eyes at the romantic setup. Her eyes then fell to the man who was sprawled in one of the armchairs there, gazing upwards at the dark space as if he were seeing something else others could not see. He had the air of relaxed confidence of the King of darkness as he sat on his thron

"Maybe, Reed can teach me?" she added when Romeo remained quiet. She heard Reed was the best in swordsmanship among the elite of Romeo's men. It occurred to her belatedly that it would not be good for her to ask Romeo to teach her personally. Her reasoning was because the man was just too strong, and she was sure he had other more important state matters that needed to be attended to.But unbeknownst to her, what she suggested just made Romeo's face turned a few shades darker. His gaze immediately flew towards Reed. 'Reject her.' he mentally ordered. 'Politely.'Gods… Reed groaned inwardly nearly unable to hold back from rolling his eyes before he smiled sweetly at Roselle."Forgive me My Lady. But even though I am good, I'm a bad teacher. His Highness is actually the best choice among all of us. He's a very good teacher." Reed politely gave his excuse while buttering up his Lord. No harm singing his Lord's praises in front of the Lady, as he still wanted to keep his hide.Roselle loo

"You're so exquisite, my love." He said, his gaze worshipfully running across every curve and dip of her delectable figure. But he stepped away. "Get into the water first while I undress. It's cold."Even though Roselle unusually was not feeling cold at all, she took Romeo's hand and let him help her into the tub. She quickly lowered herself until all of her was submerged except her head, in the hopes of hiding her naked body in the water. The water felt too hot on her already feverish skin.Roselle could see him undressing from the corner of her eyes, but she did not dare turn that way to look and confirm her thoughts. She instead resolutely fixed her gaze at the fireplace, trying to calm herself from the seemingly growing fire inside of her. What was going with her, was she having a fever? But it did not feel like the fever she normally get…"Wife," his voice pulled her attention back to him and she absentmindedly turned her head towards Romeo."Hmmm? What is…" she replied distracte

"Roselle, stop –" Romeo chocked on his saliva as he was incredibly turned on but had to force himself to hold back for her sake.She squeezed him gently and all he could do was groan. His hands that held her, the hands that was supposed to stop her trembled. This was bad. He wanted her so much it was killing him. He didn't want to stop her. The caresses of her delicate hands felt like salvation. He felt like a person who was dying of thirst in the desert and had finally found that saving jug of water – only to have it held at arm's length. It was so close yet so far that he felt himself nearing insanity.Her lashes lifted as her hands continued caressing him and Romeo sucked in his breath. Her hair had darkened because of their wetness. She was like a moon goddess that had emerged from some mystical lake."This is…" she opened her lips hesitantly. "What a man will put inside a woman, right?" she asked, shy and innocent. Not knowing that her innocent question was the most potent drug t