Married To The Cruel Duke

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Elena’s POV

The feel and pressure of his lips on mine set my body ablaze. The kiss was unexpected and left me shocked for some seconds before I fell into the embrace of his kiss. I relaxed my body and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back.

He moaned and angled his head to the side, deepening the kiss. His lips, feverish and soft on mine, sent tingles through my body, making me feel the heat of need. It made me want more as I wanted whatever this feeling was to consume me.

“f**k,” he whispered against my lips and kissed me again, this time, more roughly and deeper.

His hands gripped my hips firmly before he pulled me closer to his body. I stood on my toes, to kiss him more at a better angle due to the differences in our height, which made him pull away from my lips. I opened my eyes and looked up at him through my heavy-lidded eyes. He was staring at me with a flushed face and dark glazed eyes.

“I need you on that bed,” he said in a passionate, deep tone of voice.

I eyed his lips and nodded. I needed more of his kisses. This was the first time I was experiencing this with a man, and it was driving me wild. I needed more from him even if it was from the most powerful man in the country.

I snapped out of my thoughts and gasped when I was lifted off the floor and into his arms in bridal style. I held the back of his neck and stared into his eyes as he moved to the bed without breaking eye contact with him.

The tension in his eyes and in the room made me feel an ache between my legs, followed by wetness. I was turned on from just a simple kiss and from the looks he was giving me; I knew that I was going to be feeling even more turned on.

When my back touched the bed, I pressed my legs together. Marie had told the grade three girls not to wear underwear, so I was naked under the dress, and I was too shy to show myself to him. I didn't know what he would think of it. Of me.

“Relax for me, princess,” he said in a hushed tone and held my knee. “I want to see all of you, so don't be shy… It's just you and me.”

I swallowed and began to part my legs. I watched him as he stared downward. When my legs widened, he inhaled and parted his lips.

“f**k,” he said and looked me in the eye. “All of this… for me?”

I shuddered when he knelt between my legs and held my thighs.

“You're already so soaked from our kiss.” He parted my legs more and settled between my legs while leaning over me. “I haven't even touched you… f**k, princess. You're truly going to quench my thirst.”

He captured my lips with his in a heated kiss. I arched my body and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back. I moaned into his mouth when butterflies filled my belly. His hot hands moved up my sides to the strap of my dress.

He pulled away from my lips and kissed the side of my mouth then kissed his way down to my neck where he placed an open-mouthed kiss on my flesh.

My mouth hung open at the feeling of his hot mouth on my skin. I held the back of his head and couldn't help but grind my hips against him. I gasped and snapped my eyes open when I felt his hard-on. He was rock hard and felt big in his pants, which only made me ache and throb more.

“You taste so good,” he whispered against my neck. “So delicious.”

I moaned and shuddered when he licked my neck and nibbled on the flesh.

“So soft and all mine.”

This was overwhelming. I have never experienced such before. I was throbbing and full of hot air, sensual hot air. I could feel my n*****s hardening in my dress and my center grow wetter. I needed him touching me everywhere, filling me with pleasure.

“Please,” I said before I could think.

He chuckled and moved his lips down to my chest. He pressed a soft kiss on my cleavage while his other hand played with the strap of my dress.

“What is it, Princess?” He asked hotly against my cleavage. “Do you want something?”

I moaned and grinded my hips against him again, trying to feel his hard-on again but he stopped me by holding my hip down and away from him. It made me pout and glare at him.

“Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you, love,” he said and moved the hand that held my hip down my leg and under my dress.

Goosebumps rose on my skin when he traced his hand up my thigh and stopped dangerously close to my wetness.

“Speak,” he ordered in a thick voice that held power.

I gasped, trying to breathe. I looked into his eyes. They were dark, filled with lust and something different, something raw and primal that made my body feel a different degree of heat.

“I… I want you.”

He smirked. “What do you want?”

I sighed. “Please, touch me.”

“Good girl.”

His words made me shudder and his hand cupping my center made me also moan. My mouth hung open when he palmed my center, coating his hand with my wetness. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed and shy from how wet I was. I have never been this wet before and all the times I did were when I read my erotic romance books.

“You're so f*****g wet… Look at you, filling my palm with your come.” He leaned close to my face and rubbed his lips on mine. “I wonder what you taste like… Just the feel of how soaked you are is making my mouth water… f**k, I want to ruin you.”

I moaned when he curled his middle finger against my entrance then slipped it into my center. I gripped the sheets and arched my back at the feel of his finger inside me. I moaned more and parted my lips against his, begging for a kiss.

“Ssh,” he said in my mouth. “Relax, princess… Relax for me.”

I relaxed my tensed limbs and parted my legs more for him. He chuckled and exhaled into my mouth. I rolled my eyes back when he moved his finger out of my center, leaving just the tip of his finger then he thrusted it back into me. I moaned and shivered.

“How are you so tight around my finger?” He asked and tilted his head, then pressed his lips close to the edge of my lips. “f**k… you're gripping my finger so tightly. Fuck.”

Slowly, he began to move in and out of my center. Every push and pull sent a fresh wave of heat through me, making my body high on pleasure. I could also hear how wet I was with every in and out movement he made with his finger.

“f**k…I need you… Why do I need you so f*****g much?” He whispered and kissed me roughly on the lips.

His finger thrusts increased, making me moan into our kiss. I writhed under him with every thrust and clenched around his finger. I was growing sensitive and when his thumb brushed my c**t, I almost passed out from the sweet feeling.

“Te consumere volo. Te mihi retinere volo,” he said between our kisses and pulled away. [I want to consume you. I want to keep you for myself].

What did he just say?

I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me with something stronger than I have ever seen in his eyes. His gaze was darker than ever, and I could have sworn I saw a red glow in his eyes.

“Vitium eris. Miserum est quod nubo,” he said again. [You will be an addiction. Too bad I'm getting married.]

What were these words he was saying? Whatever it was, it added to the pleasure I was feeling, especially with how he was still thrusting his finger in and out of my center.

My eyes rolled and a loud moan fell out of my lips when he curled his finger inside me, pressing somewhere inside me that filled me with immense pleasure. Just as the feeling came, it stopped as he pulled his finger out of me. I stared at him in shock, wondering what happened.

“I need to have you now.”

He leaned forward to kiss me again only to freeze when someone knocked on the door.

“Sir?” Someone called from outside.

He cursed under his breath and pulled away from me entirely. He glanced at me before moving to the door and opening it. I grabbed the blanket and covered myself with it then watched him speak to the person.

After some seconds, he shut the door and came over to the side of the bed. I watched him in silence as he picked up his wallet and phone off the side table before looking down at me with a soft look in his eyes.

Was he leaving? The thought of him leaving made me feel a sting in my heart.

The duke smirked and leaned over me. He held my chin and leaned closer. I eyed him and shut my eyes when he kissed me on the lips. I exhaled and moaned when he started to kiss me softly, as if I was made of something soft and breakable.

He pulled away and pecked my lips before standing straight.

“I'm sorry but our time is up. I have to leave.” He stepped away from me to the door. “By the way, I know you might know who I am… I would appreciate it if none of what happens reaches the press. You already know what happens to those who try to ruin our reputation.”

They were never heard of.

I nodded. “Yes, Duke Valen.”

“Good girl.”

With a wink, he left the room.

My senses came back.

“Oh, my God.” I covered my mouth with my hands. “I almost had s*x with Duke Valen Draconhart… What was I thinking?”

I needed to go home. Now.

☆☆☆

Disregarding the order my parents had given me, I returned home. I didn't care if they hurt me or punished me, I came back €250 richer. I was prepared for anything they said or did to me.

As I walked into the house through the backdoor, I stopped at the sight of my mother. She turned around and eyed me up and down with a grimace on her face.

“I have been calling your phone. Where were you?”

Weren't they the ones who sent me out of the house? They pissed me off sometimes.

“I left my phone at home,” I retorted.

My mother scoffed. “We will talk about your tone later. Come with me.”

I furrowed my brows, wondering what she wanted. When she walked out of the kitchen, I shrugged and followed suit. I followed her through the mansion until we arrived at their bedroom.

What was happening?

My sister, Zara, was in the room, standing in the corner with tears in her eyes. My father was sitting in his chair, looking pissed. Something was wrong.

“I see you finally decided to come home,” my father said distastefully. “Well, that's not important now.”

He went silent after. I looked at my mother, she was looking in the direction of Zara. The tension in the air was too thick for my liking. It made me restless. It made me think I did something wrong again. I was always doing something wrong in their eyes.

“In case you are not aware, Elena,” my father said. “Your sister, Zara, was arranged to be married to a Draconhart.”

My eyes widened and I couldn’t stop myself from looking at her in shock. She was engaged to a Draconhart? When and how?

My heart dropped. I almost slept with a Draconhart tonight. I gulped.

“Zara has decided to bring shame unto the Halden family.” He went silent again for a few seconds. “She is pregnant.”

I slapped my hands against my mouth. I was stunned at the information. The pristine, no bad doer daughter of the Halden family was pregnant?

“Due to her unwanted pregnancy, the marriage can no longer hold.” He rose to his feet with a dark look on his face. “We are not going to cancel the marriage. The marriage will still go on.”

I was still confused about what they were saying and why I was here. They never invited me to their meetings.

“Elena,” my mother said. “You will replace your sister.”

My heart skipped a beat.

“What?!”

“You will be marrying Duke Valen Draconhart.”

Oh.

Oh.

Oh no.