After ten minutes of changing and wearing the things Syna came out of the washroom. The lady was comfortably draped into the dotted printed pjs which had yellow dots on white base, but something seemed off. Sinclair stared at her for some time to discover the fault in her dressing.
The shirt was hanging loose on her body and one shoulder was almost off which she was holding from one hand and barely keeping it in place. Sinclair eyed at her breathtaking silhouette and bare shoulder which was giving off a complete view of her collar bone. It's such a breathtaking view.
He gulped at the sight, it became nearly impossible for him to control his beast. He felt an urge to take her in embrace and kiss her. A tingling sensation made it's way on his body as he slightly purred while still eying her from head to toe and what had already happened the whole from arrival of Braille till visiting the ice cream parlour, everything was doing him favour but of course the nature never planned on giving him the whole thing in one go.
"Err, let me help you."
Sinclair snapped from his trance and leaped forward to take hold of her neckline. As soon as their bare hands touched each other, the sweet sensation aroused due to their bare skin. Their breaths hitched and hearts jumped simultaneously. While Syna was amazed at the tingling sensation, Sinclair could not afford to witness such a breathtaking tease, he had to do a few push ups to calm down himself. But now he had to suffer another attack of his bride, so he took the initiative to save himself.
Sinclair scooped her in his strong arms and carried his bride towards the bed, how could the lord let his wife to step onto the ground when he was there to lift her.
"Whaa."
Syna felt his activity quite romantic yet it was an out of the blue, an expression of disbelief left her lips in the form of a lousy word. All the way she hid her face into his sturdy, wide chest as he took baby steps towards the bed.
"Thank you."
Syna threw herself on the bed, her face was turning black due to the tears that had crawled onto her cheeks. She had stood in the washroom for about thirty minutes which accelerated the pangs of pain in her tummy.
Sinclair pushed his body besides her on the bed and caressed her head, with a gentle peck on her right cheek.
"It's okay, Syna...it would be gone soon, think of good things and empty your mind, try to leave everything behind. When you move forward then don't look back on the sand of past and don't let it occupy your mind. I'm here with you. Let me hold you."
Sinclair pushed his half body onto the mattress alongside his bride, as he slipped his right hand behind her head and pulled the black duvet upto her breast. The indomitable lord caressed her head and tried to divert her attention by talking random sentences which sounded nonsensical at that moment.
She blinked her eyes as moisture filled the corners. He placed a kiss on her forehead and stood up for a bath because his condition was also worsened by now, when Syna held his shirt from behind which made Sinclair to halt.
"Don't leave me.....please"
She pleaded to him with puppy eyes, Sinclair could see her request in her eyes and pain in her trembling cold hand.
"You are stopping me, honey, but I assure you it is indeed a very wrong timing, as I'm going for a bath and I need it badly."
Sinclair threw a devilish grin as he saw her blush with embarrassment, the lady wanted to stop him to be with her but it went really wrong.
"How about a bath together? I heard that warm water helps in relieving the pain. It will take time for Madeleine to bring heating pad."
To wait for her reply was the most stupid thing as he knew his bride either will refuse or she would not utter any word because they were doing a living and yet did not get a chance to do anything that normally happens among a loving couple. So, he scooped her into her arms again and carried her towards the bathroom.
"Sinclair, I'm going to kill you put me down! I don't want a bath and absolutely not one with you! Put me down, you…!" Sinclair pecked at her lips to shut her up momentarily.
She yelled at him while looking at his grinning face and then staring at the door of the bathroom, which was getting close to her as he strode towards the door.
Syna was still shy and of course why wouldn't she, because the lady never shared such emotions with anyone. She didn't have any boyfriend before him and never took interest in any guy, it was another hidden story that her golden eyed guardian protected her against the charms of useless scrums.
The mysterious man in black hoodie taught a lifetime lesson to all those horny teen boys who tried to woo Syna or to trap her in the net of love, but of course he performed all the things by keeping them completely hidden from her eyes.
As soon as he moved closer towards the washroom door she began to panic by swaying legs in a jerking manner to break free from his embrace. Sinclair became amused upon her reaction, this was all what he had wanted to feel from her, to behave like his only wife and throwing tantrums like his pampered bride was all he wanted to feel.
"Sinclair, I swear I will sue you, you damn CEO!"
She shouted.
He carried her with an unmoved expressions and pushed the door open with the help of his foot as he continuously chose to ignore her fake anger, Syna didn't have any idea that Sinclair could feel her beating heart in his ears and sense her uneven, nervous yet happy emotions.
He stepped inside, put her into the bathtub and opened the tap turning it towards like warm water. Without taking off his own clothes or even hers he stepped in and sat behind her while the lord hugged her from behind.
"Just stay like this and you will feel better. And don't worry I would not do anything unless you are ready for it or allow me."
To his expectation she became calm at once and tucked her body with his, but the thought remained there in her mind that all the efforts she did before went wet now as Sinclair didn't give any chance to undress.
"You know Syna I love you, no matter how you are, I will always be by your side because you are beautiful in my eyes in every way."
Sinclair hushed in her ear as his chin rested on her shoulder and kissed the side of her neck from back.
"Mhmm."
She didn't reply to his romantic feelings as the lady felt herself tranquilized in his embrace. She was happy that Sinclair was openly making her believe in him, his warm hug and the raspy breath brushing the skin of her neck made her sense the security of his love, and she became willing to rely on him.
Sinclair didn't move his face from her shoulder and instead nuzzled his nose in her neck teasingly. The gesture left a tickling sensation as she tilted her neck in response and tried to move away, however Sinclair's tight hold on her didn't give her a chance to do so.
"Behave yourself CEO sir."
She said while trying to fight the tingles on her neck as Sinclair moved forward with her movements, not letting go for a second.
"I'm behaving at my best your highness." Sinclair spoke in a hushed tone, keeping his lips near her neck which sent shivers down her spine. She shivered ever so slightly.
The atmosphere around them suddenly felt hazy and dreamy. They both felt a strong urge to move closer to each other, Syna hugged herself and Sinclair hugged her more protectively and closely.
Her hands moved to rest on his, on their own and the action caused her shirt's loose shoulder to fall down exposing her bare milky shoulder, adorned with black strap from her undergarments. Sinclair teasingly moved down to her shoulder blade, his breath fanning her skin as he seductively kissed her exposed shoulder blade. Syna's breath hitched as her heartbeat accelerated.
She felt short on air and struggled to breath harder. The anticipation was doing wonders to both. Sinclair moved his lips up towards her neck without lifting them up from her skin for even once. She was squirming under his touch. They were so immersed in the moment that both forgot his promise a few minutes ago.
Sinclair kissed her shoulder and moved towards the base of her neck kissing every inch lightly and making her squirm in anticipation. Suddenly, he breathed near her earlobe, planting feather kisses there and enjoying the view as her ears turned red. Syna was facing strange emotions, she felt ticklish, a kind of feeling that she wanted to explore more. She was getting lost in the sensation when suddenly Sinclair flipped her position.
He was sitting behind her and by flipping her position she landed on his chest while facing him. Startled by the action she snapped back from the trance and hurriedly tried to move away. But the king flashed a devilish grin before pulling her back to himself. Her hands landed on his chest while he sneaked his arms behind her waist pulling her closer and leaving no distance between them.