Tangled By Fate

Chapter 556  IT'S BEDTIME

After the peaceful meal, Ovior made the tray of empty dishes disappear. As he was going to ask her if she wanted to go, she started yawning. After facing a rollercoaster of emotions and then eating her stomach full made her sleepy.

"Do you want to sleep now?" he asked her in a soft tone. The boxes of clothes and jewelry moved to the wardrobe after his clothes moved away to give her things some space.

Dorothy was staring at the moving objects and muttered, "I always knew that magic was amazing but I never thought that it could make my life easier."

"Do you like magic that much?" Ovior asked while stroking her head. "I do," Dorothy nodded and then yawned again.

"You should go to bed," he urged her after taking notice that she could barely keep her eyes open.

She rubbed her eyes while asking, "What will you do?"

"I still have some work to do."

"You want to work this late?" She looked at him and then finally realized it was his room. She said, "This cannot be done! You sleep here. I will sleep somewhere else. How can I sleep in your bed and you sleep in the office." n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"That's not it…" he wanted to deny her claim but she wouldn't listen.

"No, you have to sleep in your own bed." She grabbed his arm and dragged him toward the bed. When she pushed him on the bed, he instantly grabbed hers and pulled her with him. Both of them fell on the bed while she was in his arms.

Dorothy shut her eyes tightly when she fell. She was too scared to open her eyes. She was prepared for a harsh landing when she realized that she was wrapped so tightly that she couldn't move an inch.

She opened her eyes and raised her head only to see Ovior's smiling face. His handsome face with mature features. Deep purple eyes emitted words that he couldn't speak of. All of a sudden, her brain just shut down. He didn't know what was happening anymore. He was right in front of her as always but it was not the same as before. His face was too close. She wasn't hugging him but her body was plastered to him. His arms were securely holding her waist. She could hear his heartbeat. It was beating rather fast. She was conscious of his touch, his warmth, his smell – his everything.

For whatever reason she couldn't make a single noise. She stared at him, without blinking. He did the same. They were just staring at each other as though both were hypnotized by the other party's mesmerizing beauty. She didn't know how long they were staring at each other. It could be minutes or hours. She saw his face getting closer. She felt his breath on her flushed face. Then, their noses touched. Her lips slightly parted. His nose playfully rubbed hers as if to scratch her ticklish nose. After that, their eyelids clashed. She instinctively closed her eyes. That's when her lips were pressed against something warm and soft.

Dorothy forgot to breathe. She sensed something rubbing against her lips and it took her lower lip and sucked it. She could feel her soul leaving her body.

If sleepiness was a human, it would jump out of the window to suicide because it wasn't a place for it any longer.

She clutched his clothes and let herself feel the texture on her lips. To feel it more, she moved her lips. The things that were chewing her lower lip a few moments ago paused. It was quiet for a second before changing its angle to take her upper lip. Their bodies rubbed against each other and their breathing became ragged. Their hearts were pounding in sync. "Mmm…"

"Haahh…"

"Ung…"

Luscious moans came out of her lips as they were being eaten vigorously. She pushed herself forward and took his lips to taste them. They had a unique smell in them. It was the same as the smell of his room and his clothes. It was his smell. It was so addictive. It provoked her from deep inside to ravish him completely.

She wasn't the only one who was in that situation.

The moment she eagerly kissed him, Ovior, who was only tasting her lips, started eating them. Years he had waited. Years he had controlled himself. Years he had left alone. Finally, the captivating beauty was in his bedroom, in his arms, in his bed. He couldn't control himself from exercising his rights. He sensed a strong desire to tear her clothes and make love to her madly until she couldn't walk anymore. He wanted to see every corner of her body. He wanted to taste her every inch. He wanted to feel her like there was no tomorrow. Furthermore, her captivating moans weren't helping him much. He moved his right hand from her waist to the back and using magic, he made their clothes disappear and put their night dress on. His beloved was so engrossed in tasting him that she didn't realize that their clothes had been changed into night clothes. Since their night clothes were lighter, they could feel each other's warmth even more. He noticed that she couldn't breathe properly. He finally pulled his lips away. They both gasped for air. After all, they both just shared their first kiss. While heaving, he stared at her amorous face. Her face was dyed in red hues. It glistened due to the sweat forming on her skin. Her eyes were teary and slightly puffy. The pair of alluring lips that he had been eating for a while turned reddish and swollen. The steamy look she was radiating a sultry vibe. The radiant girl had transformed into a bewitching beauty just from a few kisses from him – the provocative thought made him hungrier.

The woman in his arms was catching her breath. She didn't know what the dangerous man in front of her was thinking. Her head could barely think of anything. Before she knew it, she was lying in bed and the man she loved more than anything was on top of her.