The Devil's Warrior Queen
Chapter 313: Sinful Temptation

Chapter 313: Sinful Temptation

As his lips melted into hers, a tingling sensation skittered down her spine as she tasted his luscious lips. It was tempting and irresistible to break from it even though her subconsciousness told her to.

Her inner mind protested against it, she tried to remember his monstrous deed to drive her resolve against him, but there was this strange sensation brewing within her that opposed to her rational senses, leaving her to succumbed to the sinful temptation before her.

His kiss was unlike anything she had ever felt, they tasted divine and this unfamiliar sense of thrill and desire burning within her cascaded over her body like a torrent of undeniable pleasure.

She felt his strong arm slowly creep to her waist as he gently pulled her closer for their warm bodies to softly collide, while their lips were locked in a fervent kiss, stroking against each other’s in the savory collision.

As her body pressed into his, the sinister air around him became palpable on her heated skin, but at the same time she could feel his arousal which made her erotic state heighten.

As the kiss deepened, his tongue skillfully pushed into her mouth, parting her lips open as he invaded her warm mouth, entwining their tongues together, rolling and meshing while he stole her breath in between the breathless kiss.

A subtle moan echoed under her breath as she relished in the luscious taste of his lips against hers, the sensation was simply spellbinding, leaving her in a dazed state of pleasure.

His kiss hardened as he kissed her with vigor, enacting his powerful emotions through the kiss. Every stroke and collision of his savory lips against hers emitted an air of claim and possession while her pliant ones synchronized with his perfectly.

Her legs wobbled under her skirt as her body turned to noodles in his strong arms while she weakly positioned her hands around his neck.

She was breathless yet she didn’t want to unlock their lips to breathe for a second, her mind was crammed with delirium as he kissed her harder, and as she sucked in a deep breath, their lips collided harder, making her taste every inch of him and vice versa.

His warm tongue stroking against hers left a trail of fire searing through every inch of her skin, burning her cells with the flames of arousal.

Amidst the hungry laden kiss, she felt a swelling wetness between her thighs, wings fluttering in her stomach from the indescribable sensation she felt. It was too overwhelming and at that moment, she realized that resisting him could as well be an impossible feat to achieve.

He was like a beautiful toxin, alluring outside and once it is infused inside of you, it spreads like wildfire in your body, infecting every single blood cell. He was infectious, once she had a taste of the forbidden fruit, she craved for more.

A sense of guilt pricked her for relishing in the kiss of the man who murdered Dalen in cold blood, but she comforted herself with the fact that he was her mate and it was almost impossible to resist the call of his allure.

Finally, after sucking out the air from her lungs, the kiss broke, their lips unlatching but before it could entirely unlock, he planted a firm but quick kiss on her lips again, it appeared to be that the feeling was mutual and he was as unsatisfied as she was.

Her face turned beet red when their eyes locked and she impulsively took a step back as she cleared her throat awkwardly. She bit her lips, embarrassed at herself for engaging in such an intimate encounter with a man she only knew for a day, despite the fact he was told to be her husband.

"There’s nothing for you to be embarrassed of." Draco muttered, and when she tilted her head up to look at him, his eyes still sparkled with arousal lingering within his burning orbs.

That siren, burning eyes of his sparkling with hunger was rather seductive and she found herself being transported to a world of erotic desires just by staring into them.

Swallowing softly, she looked away with pursed lips, wondering what on earth he was doing to her and making her feel such strange desires within. He was like a god who held her captive under a spellbinding enchantment and now, she found it impossible to break free as she was already succumbing to it.

"Stop reading my mind, you’re invading my private thoughts." She snapped, but her voice infused with arousal betrayed her.

"I didn’t need to read your mind to know that you were embarrassed, also what privacy is there to invade when your eyes say it all?" Draco drawled with a devilish glint in his eyes as he leaned his face toward her, tilting his head slightly to the side.

"You kissed me unexpectedly, or else I wouldn’t have..." She trailed off as his intimidating gaze settled on her.

"You wouldn’t have what? Kissed me back?" He asked sarcastically with a smirk hanging on the edge of his lip.

"Maybe." She muttered in a tiny voice.

He chuckled in amusement "There’s no such thing as maybe, you were already aroused from the kiss, so expected or not you would have kissed me back." He pointed out, his eyes daring her to deny the visible truth.

"Think whatever you want." She rolled her eyes as she lied, even though he was already aware but accepting the truth felt like defeat to her.

"So you would reject me if I tried to kiss you right now?" His eyes squinted as he gave her a smoky look.

Her eyes dilated at the unexpected remark. Rejecting a kiss from him was logical, but impossible. How could she reject a kiss from the god in front of her and the fact that she had tasted his delectable lips left her in dissaray on her conflicting thoughts.

His lips were like the sweetest plum fruit, it took her to a different dimension where pleasure was beyond her comprehension. Being given the opportunity to kiss him again and taste his lips was an undeniable offer but then again her pride was on the line.

"Yes, I would." She said sharply in confidence with a high chin.

The corner of his lips curved up ever slowly, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he leaned forward, closer to her. Her breath hitched and instead of moving back, away from him, she stood pinned to the ground under his smoky gaze.

Their eyes locked for a second until his gaze slowly traveled down to her lips which were subconsciously parted.

She could feel the heat emanating from his body as their bodies were narrowly an inch apart, and her brain failed to function for a second, lost in the influence of his mesmerizing seductive eyes.

Her inner mind struggled to protest against him as his face leaned closer, his straight perfect nose slightly brushing against her small one.

His hot breath smelling of mint fanned her cheeks, making her skin go hot with untamed desires and as their lips slightly brushed, she closed her eyes while subconsciously waiting for his soft lips to melt into hers and savor his delicious taste flooding into her mouth.

Draco’s fingertips traced an invisible path along the exposed skin of her arm, leaving a trail of shivers in their wake.

Their eyes remained locked, and Rama felt a tantalizing pull, as if an invisible force was guiding her towards an irresistible destiny. Draco’s lips, devilishly inviting, hovered inches from hers. The air crackled with a forbidden energy, and the scent of wildflowers mingled with the underlying scent of danger.

In that suspended moment, Draco’s lips brushed against Rama’s, a fleeting touch that ignited a spark within her. It was a delicate dance of desire, a teasing promise that left her breathless. But just as the flames of passion threatened to consume them both, Draco broke away with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

Rama’s chest rose and fell with the intoxicating mixture of frustration and yearning. Meanwhile, he reveled in the torment he evoked, a masterful puppeteer pulling at the strings of her resistance.

A mix of confusion and annoyance etched on her face when as quickly as their lips brushed with a feather light touch, he retracted back as he stood straight. Shooting him a subtle but lethal glare, she was about to snap at him for taunting her but he beat her to it.

Draco circled her, his movements like a shadowy waltz around a flame "And yet you denied the truth, I’m certain you’ll still deny after you were prepared to kiss me earlier." His voice a mixture of amusement and pride echoed behind her as he slowly came to her view.

"You’re right, now you can take your award." She gave out a snarky reply.

"Sacrificing your pride for a kiss is unlike you feisty princess, but I understand, after all it’s me you can’t resist." He bragged with squared shoulders.