Chapter 840: And not a whit of worry, either (2/2)

“Pain is my punishment for you!” he said before losing all self control and indulging in the passion he’d so patiently forbore.

Hadn’t she questioned him in the first place because she suspected him? He didn’t object to her doubts, but he wanted to punish her.

It really was a punishment!

So ferocious, so harsh.

There was no extra force in each thrust, but it pierced her through each time, making it impossible for Han Yunxi to ask any more questions. Yet her pain only lasted an instant before it gave way to uncontrollable cries.

But in the end, was he punishing her, or himself?

Each and every cry that reached his ears drove him deeper into madness. Even though they were joined as one, he still didn’t feel it was enough. He still needed to be satisfied.

Han Yunxi, ah, Han Yunxi!

Just what do I have to do to possess you utterly? This crown prince wishes I could eat you whole without even leaving the bones!

His tempo grew more and more intense, faster and faster. Sweat trickled slowly down his resolute face to splash on her own. She saw his soaked form and frantic pace, combined with his wild yet handsome face, and suddenly smiled.

Even at a time like this, she could turn dazed from staring at him! Should he be laughing or crying?

“Han Yunxi!” he wouldn’t accept it!

“Hnn….mnnh…” she moaned, enjoying things immensely.

He suddenly gave a vicious thrust that made her tremble. Her whole body shuddered as she exclaimed, “Long Fei--”

Before she could finish, the aftermath of his thrust had dissipated into wave after wave of crescendos within her body. Han Yunxi was loved until her mind shattered into pieces. In the end, she couldn’t help but exhale, “A’Ye...I love you…”

After four years as husband and wife, they’d consummated their marriage in the intense throes of passion.

Fortunately, Long Feiye’s personal carriag was wide and stable enough to handle the deed. Fortunate too, that all of the guards were too far away to overhear them. Outside, the moon and stars shone bright and a chilly autumn breeze swept through the silent mountain woods. Inside, hidden by the soft cottonrose hibiscus canopy, boundless scenes of spring played out. The scattered chaos left by their fierce tussle were ignored by both him and her.

She sprawled on his chest, listening to his breaths as he held her with one hand and played with her strands of hair in the other. For a moment, they forgot all else. Then his hand began to grow restless against her body. She was already exhausted enough to fight against sleep and its heavy eyelids, but forced herself to keep them open. She didn’t want to miss out on this soft and beautiful moment.

Yet Han Yunxi soon discovered that she’d been mistaken. These weren’t soft or beautiful times at all. Long Feiye was a wolf, the savage kind that had been starving for years. How could it be so easy to chase him off once he started to eat? He was extremely picky about his meals, but once he found something he liked, his appetite became remarkable.

Look now, his restless hand was already teasing Han Yunxi’s sensitive spots.

“A’Ye….” Han Yunxi whined.

“What did you call me?” Long Feiye smiled.

Han Yunxi immediately buried her head in his chest and refused to answer, but Long Feiye’s smile only widend as his naughty hand roved lower down her body. Alarmed, Han Yunxi moved away. “Enough, you.”

“It’s not enough!”

He encircled her with one hand before pressing her beneath him once again, persistent and evil. “What did you call me?”

Han Yunxi’s face was completely red. Why had that name slipped out so easily just then? She’d called him that when she’d forgotten everything else, so mentioning it now just reminded her of those scenes.

“Speak, what did you call me?” he pressed while threatening her wickedly.

She turned aside, but he drew close to her ear and urged, “What did you call me?”

“A’Ye...A’Ye…” she murmured softly, her voice like a devil’s curse that awakened his vicious tendencies again.

Very soon, Han Yunxi experienced Long Feiye’s wicked side once more. He tormented her so thoroughly that she nearly lost consciousness. In the end, she ended up nestled in his arms, devoid of the strength to even speak. Yet Long Feiye still wasn’t satisfied. If possible, he’d take this woman away with him right now, but she was also the West Qin princess.

They still had matters to discuss today.

Thus, he gently stroked Han Yunxi’s face and waited quietly for her to wake up again.

Meanwhile, Ning Cheng was still searching frantically at the bottom of the abyss like a man gone insane.