Saved By The Mad Duke
Chapter 111: Everything About Her [R18]

Chapter 111: Everything About Her [R18]

"Your Grace!"

At last, it was Yuraon who spotted Tillian, standing quietly in the doorway, his strong arms crossed over his chest while he watched the two of them engage in an intimate and joyous conversation.

Aideen, too, swiveled her head toward the entrance, a mixture of surprise and joy flooding her features at the sight of her husband’s return.

"Tillian, you’re back!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with happiness.

With the two Dobermans trailing behind her, Aideen hurried towards Tillian, her heart leaping with joy. However, she halted abruptly, suddenly conscious of their surroundings and the presence of another person. After all, their reunion involved more than just the two of them.

The Duke, initially taken aback by Aideen’s candid reaction, hesitated, unsure if it was appropriate to greet his wife in the manner he desired. However, the genuine affection in the princess’s voice as she uttered his name, coupled with a flicker of jealousy ignited by the presence of another man, spurred him into action.

Throwing caution to the wind, he closed the distance between them, enfolding the princess in a warm embrace. With tenderness and passion intermingled, he pressed his lips to hers in a tender yet fervent kiss.

At first, Aideen was disoriented. While she welcomed Tillian’s affection, the presence of the young King unsettled her, stirring an undeniable sense of discomfort.

Sensing her mounting distress, the Duke reluctantly broke the kiss, opening his eyes to find Aideen’s discomfort mirrored in her expression. Redirecting his gaze, he fixed a stern stare upon Yuraon, who had been silently observing the couple’s intimate moment.

Noticing the Duke’s pointed glare, the young King took the cue and swiftly moved to take his leave.

"Well, now that His Grace is here, I’ll leave you two to finish the work here."

As the door closed behind Yuraon with an unexpectedly loud bang, Aideen was abruptly pulled back to reality from the passionate embrace of her husband’s lips, her senses reeling from the sudden interruption.

"Your Grace," she started, her red lips trembling as she tried to catch her breath, "we were rude to His Majesty just now––"

She could not finish as the Duke pressed his index finger against the hot surface of her lips and whispered,

"You promised to call me by my name, Aideen. I won’t listen unless you keep your promise."

Aideen’s features softened and her mouth stretched into a somewhat condescending smile.

"Tillian... We made the young man uncomfortable, we should rectify this at once."

"I will do it tomorrow. He is a big boy now, he can handle this much."

Before the princess could say anything else, Tillian covered her lips with his once more, sliding his hot tongue over them, desperately seeking to enter her mouth.

Aideen could not resist it. The way he kissed was way too demanding and sweet for her to stay immune to its persistence. She opened her mouth and let the Duke have his way with it.

The moment his tongue touched hers, the man seemed to have lost the last remnants of self-control he still had left. His greed was evident in the way he almost devoured her mouth, their tongues frantically dancing together in continuous synchrony, as if scared to separate from one another.

It was not the same type of kiss they had had before – this time, it seemed desperate, intense, ardent, and yet, something about it still felt entirely familiar and alluring. And as the moments went by, the lady finally realized that the change lay in Tillian’s behavior.

Despite his evident uncontrollable urge to unleash his passion on her, unlike their first night during which he was gentle and attentive, right now, his desire was raw and unchained, and it was surrounding the two of them akin to an invisible veil that had only one purpose –– to bring them closer once again.

With his lips still glued to Aideen’s, the Duke carefully guided her to the wooden desk and stopped as the princess’s lower back hit its edge. With one swift and skillful motion, he then lifted his wife’s body, his big left hand gently supporting the lady’s bottom with her legs around his waist, while the right hand was lightly pressing the back of her head.

As the kissing began to intensify, Tillian slowly positioned Aideen on top of the desk, leaning slightly over her, his arms placed on both sides of her body as if to make sure she could never escape his passionate prison.

Finally, it seemed like neither of them could remain in that state any longer. With a loud gasp, they managed to separate their lips, frantically gulping the air like two fish thrown out of the water.

Aideen closed her eyes, her mind was nothing but a blur; a mesh of thoughts and emotions melted under the influence of her own inner desire.

Duke Valentine, on the other hand, could not avert his crimson gaze away from the woman’s face. He did not know what enticed him more. Perhaps it was the sound of her breathing mixed with the heaving motion of her rising chest; perhaps it was the intriguing shade of pink that flushed her porcelain cheeks and made her face look strangely seductive; maybe it was the fact that her legs were still wrapped around his body, unwilling to release him from the closeness they had managed to create.

Or maybe it was the sweet taste of her lips blended with the intoxicating yet subtle aroma of her body and hair.

Perhaps it was the ache of anticipation to embrace her tender body once more.

Or the mere fact that no matter what, that beautiful body and heart were entirely in his possession. And he simply adored that. He adored everything about her.

Bringing his right hand closer to the princess’s face, Tillian slowly slid his thumb over the soft red skin of her lips which made Aideen finally open her eyes again and focus her attention on him.

Still looking at the enticing shape of his wife’s lips, Duke Valentine lightly pressed his palm against the lady’s cheek and whispered,

"I missed you, Aideen. I missed all of you."

Aideen could not help but smile.

"I missed you too, Tillian."

"This smile... I love it. I love it when you smile at me like this. Can you promise to smile at me more? I want to learn every single one of your smiles, Aideen."

The princess nodded and pressed her forehead against Tillian, agreeing,

"With you, I am certain I can only smile."

Such a lovely break from his soaring desire still managed to excite him even more.