Kalix Noah's POV
I throw her in my bed. I take off my necktie and my coat. I look at her. My mother and I heard and witnessed her conversation with my big brother. We all did.
My brothers were also there, as was Leticia. I was about to go on the other side when my mother stopped me. I saw how scared she was, and I held back.
I'm just glad that my wife isn't a girl that my big brother can persuade using his lies. I crawled on my bed and cornered her away. She looks at me like a scared cat.
"You like me, right? Then why are you scared?" I ask.
She shook her head. "I am not afraid. I'm just embarrassed because... you heard it, right? I won't deny it, even if you cut my tongue. I don't care if you like Lady Leticia and you're with her. I already said it," she says.
Her eyes were serious. She meant everything she said. The same eyes I saw when she told Arida about her feelings for me.
I held her face. I smirk and bite my lower lip. "If you can only see how cute you are, you wouldn't believe that the scary general of Escalante can make a face like this."
She was taken aback. I caress her chin, then her lower lip. "So cute," I mumbled.
I claimed her lips and didn't hold back. My hand falls down to her neck, then moves to the back of her head. I draw her closer to me.
I remember how she rejected and threatened my brother. Kassandra told him herself that no other man could intimately touch her. It's only me.
She grasps the collar of my clothes, and her lips respond to my kiss. My hands find the zipper of her clothes. I start unzipping her clothes.
I can feel her hand unbuttoning my sleeve. I seated her and made her sit on my lap. I lift her skirt and make her feel my arousal.
We've been together for roughly for weeks, but these feelings... They're overflowing inside of me. I want her to feel it herself.
"Wait, I can't breathe. Let me… uhn!" she moans.
I steal her breath once again. I take off my sleeve as soon as she finishes unbuttoning it. I throw it off the bed.
I look at her after that short but intense kiss. I caress her face. My wife blushed when she saw me half-naked. Her lips are agape.
"I'm sorry if your husband is full of scars," I remarked.
Kassandra's face moved down, and she kissed every scar in front of my body while her fingers caressed the scars from my back.
A moan slips from my lips. It feels great! "Don't be… They're the evidence of how you plunge forward. How do you survive? I don't care even if you're full of scars, Noah," she whispers huskily.
I was taken aback when I heard how sweet and gentle her tone was when she said my name. "Call me by my name again. Call me," I demand.
Kassandra held my face with her hands and made me look into her eyes. "Kalix Noah… Kalix Noah… Kalix Noah…" she repeated three times. I knew it. It's really dangerous. I move down and bite her neck softly.
"Like you said… I'm the only person who can have you like this, right? You will taste my sweet punishment, honey. I am claiming what is mine, Kassandra."
I give her a smack on the lips. "That's you," I added.
I sealed her lips again and pulled down her dress. My lips fall down to her neck and leave hickeys on her soft skin.
"Did I ever tell you how fragrant you are? I will be leaving my scent in every corner of your body, Kassandra. I'll taste every part of you…" I whispered.
I grab her wrist as he covers her bosom. "Wait, it's just—" she halts.
I look at her, begging. She looks away and takes off her hands on her breast. I gulp. I pin her down on the bed.
She placed her hands on her chest but didn't cover her body. She's using her palm to cover her lips. Kassandra was embarrassed.
"Don't look at me like that, Kalix. It's making me anxious and nervous. I know I'm not pretty at all," she whispers.
The general of the Escalante army, the only survivor of that night, was a girl. We thought he'd be a man.
At the age of 16, she rose from the battlefield and fought hard against the army of Atlas. She became a bloody warrior despite being such a cute and soft woman.
I grab her palm and intertwine our fingers. "Who said that? I'll cut their tongue myself."
I kiss her forehead, then her eyes. "Look at me only. Never think of anyone else. Keep your eyes on me, Kassandra."
I lick her earlobe and spread her legs while kneeling on the bed. "Noah, that tickles me," she whispers huskily. My tongue traces her jaw down to her neck. I softly leave a hickey on her collarbone.
"I am leaving a mark on every part of your body to remind you that you are mine. Don't make other men touch you or harass you. If someone ever did that, tell me. I'll kill them myself," I asserted firmly.
Her eyes dilated. "Don't tell me you heard everything? Did you..." she asks. I nodded.
"I was ready to confront my brother, but mom stopped me. I'm sorry. She was scared and worried. After all, we are her sons. But I'll speak with him, and—ump," she says, covering my lips.
When did she release herself from my grip? "No. Please? For me and for your family. It's okay. He didn't kiss me or succeed on whatever plan he had," she says. I sighed and held her hand. I pinch her palm and look at her in the eyes.
"You don't have to do that for us. I've been the unwanted prince for years, and I accepted that already," I whispered.
She cupped my face again and shook her head. "They might be questioning your skills, but I will never do that. In my arms, you'll never be an unwanted prince, Your Majesty. Not when you're with me, Kalix…" she mumbled.
I held her boobs and looked at them. They're beautiful, as are her pinkish-brown nipples. I feel like it's inviting me to play with them using my tongue inside my mouth.
I choose to lean a rounded hickey in her nipple area. My wife moans and covers her lips when I suck her nipple, leaving a mark on it. Our eyes meet.
"More… lick me more, Noah," she begs. Damn it! That drooling, hazy expression she's making has imprisoned us with our desire.
'Damn! She's so cute! If she begs me like this, I won't stop myself anymore. How can I even control myself in this kind of situation?! I'll consummate my marriage today!'