Chapter 223 - 223 Marking

I love so much if we could be here all day.

"Tell me." he presses impatiently.

"What, so your head can swell further?" I scoff, earning myself a dig in the hip.

I jerk sending water flying over the edge of the bath.

"Stop!" I scream.

"Babe, tell me, I want to know." He presses.

I take a deep breath.

"Grrh. You almost made me nearly passed out," I admit unashamedly.

"At that time and then you kissed me. You were seriously bold! Hey, why did you kiss me?" I ask in disbelief, performing a little shudder.

"Oh, hehe. I don't know. It just happened. But you seriously that I almost made you passed out?" he asks.

Right now I couldn't see his face, but I would put all my life on the likelihood of his roguish grin being firmly fixed on his lush face.

Craning my head back.

Yes, as I thought. He is on that expression.

My eyes rolled.

"At that time, I thought you were an arrogant arse, with your touching, tactless comments and rude pervertedly. But unconsciously I was so affected by you too," I still can't believe I was like that at that time.

He didn't give any reaction and him silent at the moment before he starts circling my n.i.p.p.l.es with his fingertips.  

What is he doing? I shudder at his touching.

"Hmm, actually I wanted to make sure something and touching you to see if I was imagining that things," He said softly.

"Uhh? What things?" I was curious.

"Wei Lin. My whole body was buzzed every time I laid a finger on you. Until now it does and getting stronger every day I am with you," He state.

"Oh. Me too." I agree quietly.

It's the most incredible feeling.

"But Feng Teng, do you know how much the effect you have on for the women?"  I spread my palms over the tops of his thighs.

"Don't know. Is it similar to the one you have on me?" He laces his fingers through mine.

I shake my head gesture No.

"Haa, or do they stop breathing for a few seconds every time they see me?" He presses his lips onto my temple and inhales deeply.

"Babe, or do they want to keep me in a glass box so nothing and no one can hurt or take me away?" He asked again.

I almost stop breathing.

He sighs heavily on my silences, but my body rises and falls on his chest.

"Urm. Do they think their life would be over if I wasn't here?" he finishes softly.

Tears jump into my eyes and I struggle to catch my breath.

Okay, the first one for sure, but the other two I think are probably reserved only for me. They are pretty strong words, considering we've known each other for a month.

In the beginning, I thought he was after one thing and one thing only, but his behaviour soon told me otherwise, even if I did ignore it.

But Feng Teng was relentless, and now I'm so thankful he was. His other roles that he holds and freaking control are irrelevant now.

Because no matter, whatever happens, he's still Feng Teng and he is my husband that would be living with for a lifetime.

Turning myself over to my front and slide up his chest, his eyes following mine until they are level with his.

"Husband. You've stolen my lines." I say softly.

I wanted him to know that he isn't the only one in this relationship who feels unbelievably possessive and protective. His crazy, his domineering, has completely and utterly taken me, who has me surrendering to him without question or much doubt. Ridiculously, I've given him the power to destroy me anytime.

And he's important to me, so do I know how I am to him.

Love is love.

"Husband, I love you so much. Very much," I say firmly.

"Now you have to promise me that you'll never leave me," I say.

He scoffs.

"My wife, do you know that you've stuck with me forever once you sign our marriage doc.u.ment," He declared dominantly.

"Good. Now kiss me, husband," I demand.

"O? Are you making demands, Mrs Feng?" His lips twitch, his eyes twinkle.

"YES!"

He parts his lips in the invitation as he closes the gap between our mouths. I lose myself in him. Desperately, I wish we didn't have to go anywhere and I savour the heat of his fresh breath and meet his circling tongue with the equal sentiment as he slides his palms all over my wet back.

"Wifey, I know it would make you very happy to stay here all night, but we need to think about getting the banquet," He palms by bum and pulls upward so I slide higher and he has access to my neck.

"Can't we stay?"  I plead unreasonably.

In quick, I slide back down and catch a perfect rub of him against my entrance.

He sucks in a sharp breath.

"Oh, you have to let me out because if I stay, we'll be going nowhere." He kisses me urgently and pushes me up so I'm sat on my feet in front of him.

"Stay then." I pouting, stubbornly pushing against him before wrapping my arms around his neck and sitting on his lap.

But he didn't stop me.

"I want to mark you." I grin and latch on to his pec with my lips.

He groans and lays back.

"Babe, we'll be late," he says with no concern at all.

I bit my teeth around his flesh and suck.

"For God sake! I can't say no to you." he m.o.a.ns and lifting me to position himself under me.

He lets me sink on a united sigh, and I bitting down a little harder with my teeth, starting to work myself into a slow, controlled rhythm, up and down. He circles my waist with his palms, lifting me and lowers me onto his body in time to my flow pace.

"Let me see your face," he demands.

Stopping my bite and kiss it, before bringing my head up to his level.

"Now, better." He smiles.

I conquer all over him, brushing his wet hair from his forehead and threading my fingers at the back of his head.

Our movements remain synchronised as water laps around us and we watch each other closely, the pressure in my groin simmering gently until he flicks his h.i.p.s up suddenly and my hands fly out to grip the edge of the bath.

My cheeks puff out and he smirks at me before repeating the move.

"Again," I demand impulsively as the rush of my imminent climax hurdles forward.

Crying out and throw my head back. One hand shifts from my waist and drifts upwards until his palm rests on my neck.

"Again?" he asks on a low husk.

My head falls back down.

"YES! YES!" I manage to grasp the word before he snaps his h.i.p.s up.

To feel this amazing pleasure, I close my eyes.

"Your eyes," he warns gently, sliding his hand back down my front to my waist.