Chapter 194 - Addictive and Dangerous (1/2)

Above a hill known as The Highlands, two windows outlined with a glow, a sign that the lights were on inside a room, but the heavy curtains blocked anyone's view who dared steal a peep.

Earlier, Maxen drew the curtains shut for a much-needed privacy before his wife devoured him whole.

Inside the walls of Maxen and Olivia's bedroom, d.e.s.i.r.e sizzled and crackled the atmosphere.

Maxen walked back to their four-poster bed and sat with his back leaning on the headrest. A smirk tugged a corner of his lips up when Olivia purred between his toned t.h.i.g.hs. She was skimming each t.h.i.g.h with a hand, briefly stopping when her hands brushed his balls.

Even in his n.a.k.e.dness, Maxen wore power like a cologne, but nothing compared to Olivia's touch on his skin.

It was a drug. His drug. It was addictive and dangerous, and it offered a high like nothing else he ever had, and it stripped him off with the title attached to his name.

Maxen rolled his tongue over his teeth as he watched Olivia p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e him, pulling him to the edge with a promise of release.

A release from the stress of their security nightmare. A release from all his pent up l.u.s.t from all the deprivation of m.a.k.i.n.g. .l.o.v.e with her.

”Like what I'm doing to you, Max?” she asked, fanning her eyelashes in a slow and enchanting manner.

Not one to back down, Maxen's voice was velvety smooth and dark, it sent a shiver on Olivia's spine. ”You'll know when I fill that mouth with my c.u.m… or do you want me to c.u.m on your face, Olivia?”

”Anything you wish, Your Highness.”

Olivia's breath hitched. Not with his threat, which she had no qualms about, but the way her name rolled out of his tongue.

Oh-li-via.

Suddenly, a smirk painted her face. She won't tell him what she had in mind. She bit her plump bottom lip and went back to work, kneeling between his legs splayed like a 'V'.

Her hazel pools never left his turbulent blue ones as she pumped his length with the same intensity as he would if he's inside her.

Veins adorned his neck, and it pulsed wildly against his skin. His nostrils flared as he fought hard to give into Olivia's ministrations.

She knew he was on the brink of losing control when he planted his hand on her head and tried to push her face down so her mouth would meet his aching c.o.c.k.

To Maxen's surprise, Olivia swatted his hand and smirked. She hastily peeled her silk nightgown off of her, and her b.r.e.a.s.t giggled as it freed from the confines of the garment.

Her pebbled n.i.p.p.l.es behind the white lace bra were now in Maxen's full view. It stole his attention from her eyes.

His gaze roved from her hazel pools and traced down to her supple lips, landing last to her perky b.r.e.a.s.t that he wanted to l.a.p with his tongue until she writhes in o.r.g.a.s.m just like how he did the last time.

However, when he was about to lunge forward, Olivia palmed his c.h.e.s.t and stopped him in his tracks, her hand slipping to the ripples of his muscles that had a sheen layer of perspiration on it.