Chapter 156: Reconciliation
Draven.
One. Two. Three.
Five seconds passed before I could finish processing what Meredith had just said to me.
The first question that came to my mind was—
Was our relationship that good for her to openly talk about the past?
I didn’t think so, especially given the circumstances surrounding our marriage. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t slowly letting go of that mindset and slowly accepting her.
She is my mate and wife.
But then, I understood something from Meredith’s confession.
She was still hurt by my actions.
Honestly, I didn’t know what to say about that. I didn’t feel I owed her an apology, and I can’t explain it.
Something else I came to understand was that my past actions were the reason Meredith disregarded me.
It was the reason she was unconsciously rude to me without considering my position, or her impolite retorts and actions.
Now, I understood that her grudges had a huge part to play in the way she received me.
“You still feel hurt?” I inquired, suddenly having an interest in listening to her say her mind.
She nodded, slowly, cautiously.
“There is no one who isn’t hurt after being mistreated,” she said.
“I know that.” I nodded, keeping my eyes on her face.
There was a small frown perched between her brows. A stubborn one.
“What surprises me more is that you still bear the entire scenario in your heart. I thought you would have forgotten it by now, given that I’ve been treating you properly since then.”
Her lips twitched.
At least she no longer looked like I’ve been mistreating her.
“Why? Am I not treating you properly?” I asked, holding back a smirk while maintaining a questioning expression.
She didn’t answer my question. It seemed she didn’t want to admit it.
I exhaled deeply. I wasn’t interested in her response. Her reaction already said everything already, and I wasn’t mad.
“You have a strong heart. You need to learn to let go of some things. That’s the only way to move forward.”
I wasn’t avoiding apologizing to her because I didn’t feel like it; I was only trying to teach her a few life lessons.
Even though she must have gone through a rough part, she needed to have the previous mindset removed.
Apologizes must never come for one to feel satisfied and move on.
“So…” she dragged, peering into my eyes as she leaned in close. “you, won’t apologize to me?”
I let my gaze drag its way from her face to her chest and then back to her face. Without blinking, I flicked her forehead with my fingers, forcing her to quickly lean back.
“Ouch!”
Her palm flew to her forehead, harshly rubbing the red spot.
“I won’t. Now, go to bed,” I said, completely amused by her fierce gaze. “Your apology has been accepted.”
She took her hand off her face, glared at me and rose to her feet. Then instead of walking towards the door, she made her way to my bed and got under the duvet.
My brows knitted into a frown. “What are you doing?” I asked, standing to my feet and walking over. “Go to your bedroom. I didn’t ask you to sleep in my bed.”
“I want to sleep here,” she answered without meeting my gaze. She tugged at the hem of the duvet and drew it up to her shoulders.
I know what this woman wants to achieve, but I won’t have it.
“Would you rather chase our mate away or enjoy her warmth tonight?” Rhovan asked.
I thought he had dozed off since he hadn’t interrupted my conversation with Meredith. Who knew he was wide awake, probably looking for the right time like this, to make some unnecessary contributions.
“I am not cheap to be gotten through bed matters,” I said to him, my eyes still glued on the woman who had her back to me.
“No one said you were cheap or easy to get,” Rhovan sighed. “Go ahead and accept the offer on the table before you. It’s not like you begged for it.”
“Meredith.”
No answer.
“Meredith.”
The little woman stirred once and proceeded to ignore me.
“If you refuse our mate, she won’t have the courage to approach you first again. And she would suffer low self-esteem.”
Rhovan was after something hot and spicy, while I only wanted to sleep.
While his statement made sense, I knew Meredith well enough that she was ready to achieve a goal, either by hook or by crook, as long as she hadn’t lost interest.
So, how could she lose interest in me after just one trial and error?
Therefore, I walked over to her side of the bed, grabbed the duvet and hurled it off her body before attempting to lift her off the bed.
Meredith grabbed my shirt, and in one grip, she ripped it apart, buttons flying off everywhere until my upper body was completely exposed.
I don’t know how she did it, but when I quickly put her back on the bed, I noticed her robe had come undone.
Her cleavage was clearly exposed in front of me, and her inner thighs.
And the worst part?
I saw her white lacy panties, and she hadn’t bothered to shut her inner thighs. So, I kept staring until I began to feel my cock gradually harden as my gaze darkened.
“I-I’m sorry… I-I didn’t mean…”
Meredith’s soft voice had my gaze moving back to her face.
Her eyes were glassy and filled with guilt, her pink lips puckered, like it could handle my big hot cock in her mouth.
It would really be a satisfying feeling to have her tongue wrapped around me.
My body tensed with pleasure as I arrived at an idea on how to punish her. And if she wouldn’t like it, she shouldn’t have left her legs open for me, reminding me of those few nights I fucked her pussy until it swelled up.
My imagination was so vivid that I couldn’t control the groan escaping my lips.
“You really meant it,” I said to Meredith, my tone surprisingly low and husky. “I only hope you are ready to deal with what you asked for.”
She shook her head. I put a finger on her jaw to lift her face.
Chapter 157: Make-Up Sex (I)
Draven.
“This is not an offer.” I leaned in so that our faces were almost touching each other. Her breath fanned my face just like mine fanned hers.
“Or a bargain. This is me notifying you ahead of time.” Then, I released her jaw and traced my finger across her lips, especially the lower one.
She exhaled deeply, her gaze still locked on mine.
My finger traced from her lip to her jaw and down to her neck, stopping at her cleavage. I slid my fingers inside her thin black gown and let my hand cup her left breast.
I squeezed it gently, earning a deep exhale of breath from her. Next, I found her nipple and squeezed it between two fingers.
“Do you know how you will be punished for coming into my room to seduce me?” I asked, retracting my hand from her breast.
“I thought I was doing a good deed,” she blinked. “Why would I be punished?”
My fingers moved to her lap and perched there. I let them wander around her inner thigh, earning moans from her soft lips.
“You tried to be sneaky about it.”
Two of my fingers found her sweet bud hidden by her panties and slowly rubbed it through the thin material.
She snapped her legs close, moaning and arching her back, her lashes fluttering rapidly.
I quickly used my free hand to grab her right leg, forcing it apart so my left fingers could continue to tease her.
“And now, I’m going to give you reasons not to mess with me.”
Our angle gave me less advantage, so I forced her to lean back towards the bed and hold up her weight with her elbows, allowing me to lean in further and have more access to her.
On her own, she lifted her legs on the bed, giving me the best position to continue teasing her through her panties with my fingers.
At first, I rubbed her slowly, but once she got into the perfect position, my pace increased, especially when I started to feel her wetness through her panties.
“Look at you, you’re already wet,” I spoke gently, as my fingers moved faster.
“Ahrgh,” she moaned louder this time.
“Shhh…” I quickly shushed her. “If you scream any louder than this, my brother will be able to hear you. And we don’t want that.”
She nodded, managing to meet my gaze through hazy eyes.
Then my fingers sneaked inside her panties and found her bare, wet, sweet spot.
She let out a loud moan and tried to close her leg, but I held it apart, firmer, while being careful not to break it.
A soft groan escaped my lips as I briefly shut my eyes. When I opened them again, my fingers were teasing her clits and pussy, sliding back and forth and feeling her juice get thicker as the flow increased.
Then I sneaked a finger in.
“Draven,” she cried out, opening her mouth as she tried to sit up.
I didn’t stop her, but I did something differently.
I released her right leg. And just when she thought she could snap her kegs shut, I put one knee in-between her legs, putting an end to that goal.
“You’re so tight,” I groaned, slipping another finger inside her pussy.
Her cries intensified. She tried to rock her body against my fingers but couldn’t cause enough friction to satisfy her. She gave up.
I pumped my two fingers in and out of her wet pussy, letting her cries along with the sound of slushing flesh against a slight thick liquid, feel my ears.
I imagined, slipping my cock inside her and immediately, it quickly rose to stand erect inside my pants.
It throbbed, pushing against my pants, begging to be released as my fingers worked faster.
But no matter how ready I was to start fucking that sex-smelling fresh pussy of Meredith, I had to punish her first.
I slipped my fingers out of her pussy, and straight out of her panties, forcing her to open her eyes and glance at me.
The obvious dissatisfaction on her face said a lot about my actions. But she should best believe me that she had something else to be worried about.
Without wasting a second, I tugged at the waistband of my pants, just enough to let my cock spring free.
Tonight, I felt the urge to fuck Meredith’s brain out with our clothes on. It brought out a kind of ecstasy in me.
Meredith gasped, her eyes clinging to my thick long cock. It wasn’t leaking with precum yet, but soon it will, when she wraps her tongue around it.
“Do you know how you will be punished?” I asked, forcing her to shift her gaze back to my face.
She tried to slap her thighs close, but her success rate was 60% as my knee was still between them. But her actions were enough to get her rubbing her innermost thigh together.
Her pussy was clamouring with need, that I could tell. It wanted my cock, so it forced its owner to pleasure it and get it ready to welcome me.
Unfortunately for both of them, this wasn’t the time to thrust my cock inside a wet pussy pulsing with need.
Meredith shook her head at my question. Then, she asked, “Are you going to… will you have um… sex with me?”
Heat crept up her cheeks. She was so embarrassed that it took her some moments to mention the word ’sex’. I guess she was really new to this best feeling in the world.
“I will,” I admitted. “But that isn’t the punishment. Fucking you until you continuously cry my name, scratch my back with your nails, squirt and cum isn’t the main deal.”
Her pupils dilated, as soft moans escaped her lips.
My words were already messing with her head. And it wouldn’t be prideful to say they were fucking her.
The more I spoke those dirty words that showed the things she would be doing when I pleasured her with my cock, the more her body reacted.
And I was sure she was wetter now than when I was fucking her with my fingers.
“This is your punishment.” As soon as I said that, I held the back of her head with one hand and gently pushed her face towards my cock.
