Chapter 348 - Three Hundred And Forty-nine: His Siren Wife (1/2)

Niklaus point of view: The honeymoon

Note: Scene not suitable for those beneath eighteen

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”Alright, watch your step,” I guided my drunk wife who was stumbling in the name of walking.

”I know my step,” She slurred, ”Are you trying to say that I'm drunk? Do I look like I'm drunk?” Reina pointed to herself with a frown.

”Of course not,” I lied, knowing she would bash my head if I said contrary to what she expected to hear.

Thankfully we made it to our room and sprawled on the couch, unable to reach the bed on time.

I shut my eyes, exhaling sharply and deeply as I rested to regain strength. But hardly had I closed my eyes when Reina climbed onto my lap. My eyes sprang open, astonished.

”What are you doing?” I asked, surprised at her action. Didn't she have a load of things that we needed to do on this honeymoon before we got intimate with each other - her suggestion, not mine? You should know what I want by now.

”I changed my mind, handsome,” She lifted my chin, ”You're too delicious to keep waiting,” Was all she said before tipping her head and urged my mouth down to hers. Her lips were warm and soft and that was all it took for me to dig into the kiss. She tasted of the wine she had drowned her senses with and it sure tasted better now.

Her tongue parted my mouth and explored them while her hand grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled. My scalp hurt but it was a sweet pain that fueled the desire coursing through my veins. My wife Reina was a whole different person when drunk, she was ferocious and bound to get me into trouble if left unsupervised but the good part of it was that she was more active in bed in that condition.

”Ouch!” I yelped when she slapped my hand away as soon as I moved them to cup her ass, ”What?”

She pulled away from the kiss, but grabbed my shirt and drew me closer saying, ”I'm the one in control here and you'd do as I say. Now, no touching me while I touch you,” she demanded.

I laughed mockingly, ”Nice try but no way in hell would I -”

I was cut short when she tightened her grasp on my shirt to the point of almost strangling me.

”Do. We. Have. A. Deal?” she whispered into my ears so damn sexily yet I could sense the force in her tone.

”Fine, whatever you want,” I gave up. I was mistaken, this woman was a daredevil when drunk.

Reina swooped down on my lips and I was left to the extra job of receiving her kisses while making sure my hands had not moved off their own accord. She traced every part of my mouth with her tongue while writhing on my laps, pressing down hard. I let out a sharp breath, this has got to be the worst teasing she's given me.

”Now you should take this off - doesn't suit you,” She tugged on my shirt, and the next as if I was under her control, took off my blazer and the shirt underneath as I bared my chest to her.

”Much better,” There was a delightful glint in her eyes as her hands smoothed up over my taut abdominal muscles that flexed under her touch. Her hands continued to touch me, caressing my toned flesh and my body responded to that lust. My breath was hurried and deep while my hand inches to run through her silky hair but instead, I balled it.

By the time she was done caressing me, I had already swelled and aching to be freed and she knew it because she glanced up at me, lips pulled to the side in a smirk, and ordered, ”Take it off, handsome,”