Reborn as a Mind-Reading Empress
Chapter 534: Yes, It’s All My Fault

Chapter 534: Yes, It’s All My Fault

"I see," Arabella sighed in relief.

"You don’t have to worry about such matters. You are my wife. Even if you ask me to delay my departure, I wouldn’t mind. So, you can just sleep as much as you want. I won’t leave without a kiss from you," Ferdinand hugged her and gave her more pecks.

Arabella smiled. He knew exactly what to say to make her heart race.

It felt so nice to wake up and receive this much love from him. She wished she could wake up like this every day.

Arabella hugged Ferdinand too and gave him a smooch.

"Don’t tempt right upon waking up," Ferdinand complained though he loved her kiss.

"What are you talking about? I just kissed you," Arabella rebutted.

Ferdinand glanced down and she followed his gaze. Her breasts were pressed against him. The sheets were in between them, but Ferdinand’s heightened senses were sensitive.

"Oh my," Arabella smiled when she let her gaze go further below. There was already a bulge on the sheets where his crotch was.

"That was your fault," Ferdinand blamed her.

"You are the one who hugged me first."

"Even so."

’He’s so cheeky. He’s blaming it on me when I had no intention to arouse him. He wants me to do something about it, doesn’t he?’

Arabella listened to his thoughts, and she was right. He was fantasizing about getting steamy with her upon waking up. It was just touching him with her hands though since he didn’t want to exhaust her again.

’I can do that and more,’ she smirked and pulled the sheets from his body.

"Alright. Since it’s my fault, I’ll take responsibility," Arabella said, and her husband perked up.

"You don’t have to. I can take care of it later."

He looked away while saying that though since it was obvious in his eyes that he actually wanted it. Even more so with how his arousal got worse.

"Really? It looks troubled though."

Arabella touched the tip with just her index finger. She grinned at him at the reaction that a single touch elicited from his body.

"Are you sure you don’t want it? I might even do much more than what you are thinking about right now," she teased.

Ferdinand gulped when she kneeled on all fours and bent down, indicating what she meant.

[She’s going to suck me?!]

"Haven’t made your decision yet?" Arabella asked again. She was about to say more but Ferdinand kissed her hungrily.

"I do. I want it," he finally admitted with gleaming eyes.

Arabella smiled and gave his tip a kiss before gently touching him. She touched him with her hands the way he fantasized about it.

"You saw it," Ferdinand said with red ears.

"Yes. It’s your fault since you keep forgetting I can hear and see your thoughts. What do you want me to do right now?" Arabella inquired and looked into his eyes.

She felt the heat rise to her face when she saw herself in his mind licking him and taking him in her mouth. It looked so hot.

’Is that how I look while I do him? Or just his pleasure-sated mind doing things?’

She thought she looked weird while doing such things but had been doing it anyway since she knew Ferdinand loved them. But in his eyes, she still looked pretty, hot, and sexy while he was in her mouth.

Rather, there was this expression in her eyes while she sucked him, and Ferdinand seemed to love it.

’What’s with this expression? Is this how my eyes look while I suck him? I look like a whore in heat,’ Arabella’s face turned red.

The expression Ferdinand wanted was a mixture of strong lust and love at the same time. He seemed to like her looking slutty, but it had to be with the hint of her feelings for him. That she loved sucking it because it was his. And he was deep in her mouth. It was as if she was worshipping him.

’He’s so naughty! He kept stopping me when I tried to get him deep. But he actually loves it this much.’

"Don’t look at my thoughts," Ferdinand closed his eyes and covered them with a hand. His face had turned red as well. Embarrassed that she could see his innermost desires that he didn’t want her to know, in fear she would think he only wanted her body and the pleasures he could get from her.

"I already saw it though," she kissed him on the lips.

"You don’t have to do that. I keep telling you. My mind just wanders on its own," Ferdinand reasoned.

Even though he had used this mind-reading ability of hers to get her hot and going quite a lot, he was embarrassed when it came to this. He felt guilty for the fact that he loved it so much when she sucked him.

Arabella figured it was because there were a lot of times it was difficult for her to breathe while doing this. And when she tries to take him in deeper than usual, even though it was mind-blowing for him, he always kept feeling guilty when she gags, and her eyes get teary.

’Yet, he still gets aroused from it though. He’s such a crazy contradicting pervert.’

"And I kept telling you it’s alright. I love giving you pleasure too. Just enjoy yourself. I won’t push myself to do something I couldn’t," Arabella gave him another kiss.

"Yes, please don’t. No matter what fantasies you see in my mind, you don’t have to do it if it’s too much. My mind just keeps creating things on its own," Ferdinand blamed his mind again.

"Yes, of course. I’ll only do what’s possible for me," Arabella assured him. She gave him another peck before saying, "Now, just enjoy this, alright?"

[How can she say that? I might get over myself and push her to do things.] Ferdinand gazed at her wordlessly before kissing her breathless.

"How can I use my mouth if you make me this breathless before I even begin?"

"It’s your fault."

"Alright. Alright. Yes, it’s all my fault so sit back and allow me to pleasure you, alright?"

Ferdinand gulped and nodded.

Soon, her husband was biting at his index finger and gripping at her hair.

Arabella did her best to do what was in his fantasies. And she seemed to have beat it since his body was trembling and the expression in his eyes was hot when he came so hard.

’Gosh, I love him! I love him so much. What am I going to do if he’s this hot?’ Arabella loved all the expressions, moans, and grunts he made. Especially the way he gazed at her with his eyes still dazed. It gave her shivers.