Bab 573: The New Wound

The following moment, he was kissing her skin. Ayra felt a shudder, running through her spine. His coarse tongue was licking her skin whilst his other hand was pushing her gown down. Her hands rose up involuntarily, helping him undoing his clothes. She had accepted her twisted fate with him already. Whether they were fated or not, he was her husband and she was aware of it.

With her little compassion for his affection, Cedric's actions began to turn aggressive. He held her tight, left a series of hard kisses on her neck. Ayra mumbled, letting out a whimper,

" The minister..."

The minister said that they would hold a mini banquet as their honor at late night. However if he started, she was sure that it wasn't going to stop before dawn. So, she was debating whether it was the right time or not.

Cedric let out a snort before claiming her lips,

" Forget him..He can wait..but I can't..."