His Devious Harbinger: How To Tame A Wicked God?

Chapter 97: We are an item

Chapter 97: We are an item

"Mhmm" She bites her lower lips and squeezes her eyes when she feels his hot tongue between her thighs. He glides his tongue over her bud, circling around it. His delicious and stubborn bride is holding herself back. He accepts this challenge gladly. 

She covers her mouth with her hand when he bites her clit, refusing to scream his name. But the wicked god is in a mood. He injects his tongue inside her hole and swipes her drenched walls. Surges of electric pleasures burn through her nerves as she feels something building up in her body. She opens her mouth wide as she arches her body. Sound of her erotic rapid breaths fills the air. Feeling like she's being executed by him, she curls her toes as the waves of pleasure spread in her body. Before she could reach the peak, he releases her. She looks at him with frustration. 

"My love, do you think that you can win if I decide to take your challenge seriously?" He smiles at her. Her stubborn anger amuses him. "What do you want now?"

Asking her that question when he knows the answer clearly This wicked god! "I want--"

Adira takes her lips before she could finish her sentence, cupping her breasts in his hands. She could feel the throbbing tip of his rod poking her at the entrance. She wants him inside her so much; however, the god has no intention of giving into her at all. He massages her mounds hard, twisting their shapes with his hands. He could feel her shivering in pleasure.

Ari decides to fight back. 

She runs her hand on his back and grabs the back of his head with her other hand. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she lifts her waist a little. With her eyes closed, she entwines her tongue with his. But he is a god and she is a human. In the end, she's out of breath. He pecks the side of her face and whispers in her ear, "Ari, if you keep refusing the wedding, then I will hold back."

She glares at him. Whether it was the past or the present, he does whatever he wants. Now, he wants to hold himself back? "We shouldn't continue arguing in bed."

"You are the one who refuses to say my name." He raises her hip and eyes her wetness with a glimmer in his eyes. "Why do I feel jealous of Ilucia? I heard you saying that name more than you say my name. You even want to leave me before of Ilucia. Should I destroy it? If there's no Ilucia, my Ari won't mistreat me."

This sick bastard! He's jealous of an academy. "I didn't mistreat you."

"You were asking the moons how to divorce me?" He cocks his head and looks at her sadly. If his cock hasn't been rubbing against the entrance of her vagina, she might have taken his sadness seriously. "Ari, my world, you can go after having a wedding and reaching immortality. I will go with you. Before that, I can't risk losing you again."

How could he say these serious words while poking her there? "Just do it or speak those words. Don't do them both at the same time."

"Say my name." He glides the tip of his rod over her clit, watching her squirm in pleasure. "Say yes to the wedding."

"I will do it." This is too much for her. He's killing her like this. "Adira, don't torment me anymore."

"My Ari." He loves calling her name and seeing her blush like that. As he enters inside her slowly, he tells her with a husky voice, "I love tormenting you in pleasure."

Even after the sun has lightened the sky, the bed doesn't stop creaking.

***

Wrapped in the warm blanket, Ari sighs. Her nether regions are sore. Why was he so excited last night? She just can't find the strength to get out of the bed. The door opens.  Adira enters the room with a maid following behind her. The maid leaves after leaving the trolley of food. 

"My Ari, are you still tired?" Adira could only see her face out of the blanket. 

"Whose fault is that?" She glowers at him, not wanting to get up. 

He sighs and sits beside her. "I am also tired."

"Are you?" She frowns at him. "You are a god."

"Who says that gods can't get tired?" He lays down beside her and gets into the blanket. Pulling her closer to his chest, he says to her with a whiny voice, "I want to spend all day here with you."

Ari puts her arm around his waist and presses her face to his chest, listening to his heartbeat. He's her home and everything. However, she still wants to go to Ilucia. Since he found her again and brought her back to this world, he's afraid for her. She did hurt him once by deciding to sacrifice herself. Going to Ilucia after the wedding won't be same. However, they have gone through enough. "Alright, don't feel tired. I will go to Ilucia after the wedding."

"I am relieved." He hugs her tightly. Her body fits right into his arms. "After your body is turned immortal, I will take you to Ilucia. If you want, you can anonymously. Changing appearance won't be difficult."

"Aish!" She pulls his cheek. "You should have said it before. I thought that everyone would recognize me as your bride if I go after the wedding. I was arguing with you like an idiot."

He furrows his brows. Did she not know? She's not from this world. After she was reborn, she didn't spend much time here. He smiles at her. "I am sorry. I should have explained it to you."

"I forgive you." She grins at him. "Adira, don't worry. Nothing will happen to me."

Adira brushes her hair, watching her intently. If she dies, her soul won't be reincarnated. It would disappear into nothing again. Last time, Mirinae was able to save her soul and the two gods were able to heal her. Even after that, she needed a lot of time before she could return. He's sure that she will take this lightly. The world might have been fixed, but he still has enemies. Old grudges don't go away easily and new grudges are being born. "Stay with me. That's all I want."

"Who else I stay with?" Her eyes gleam brightly. "Why do you still look worried? Bad things are long gone. You and I are pretty much an 'item'."

"An 'item'?" Adira doesn't understand the meaning of the word. It must be a word of the language from her original world. "What 'item'?"

"It's slang from my world." She chuckles. "It means that we are together."

"An item." He nods with a serious look. "We are an item."

She shakes her head and laughs. "It sounds funny when you say it like that."

"Then, how should I say it?" He blinks his eyes slowly. 

"Don't bother." She bursts into laughter when she sees him frowning at her with a clueless look. It shouldn't be funny, but he's too cute. Seeing her laughing like she used to, his lips curl up into a smile. 

He grimaces when he feels an oppressive presence getting closer to the castle. "Ari, I need to go."

"Why?" She raises her head and creases her forehead. "Stay here with me."

"Cina is here." Adira looks toward the door. That God is angry, but why? 

"Is something wrong, Adira?" She grabs his hand. She keeps hearing the name 'Cina' lately. "Who is he?"

"He's the god of land and trees." Adira climbs off the bed. It's best if she doesn't make her presence known to an angry god. "Don't come out until he's gone."

"Will you be fine?" She asks him anxiously. If it wasn't something bad, he wouldn't have asked her to stay hidden.

"I will be fine." Adira bends down and kisses her forehead. "No matter what happens, don't come out."

She watches him leave with mixed feelings in her eyes. Hide in here while her Adira facing a bad god? No way. She wears a dress and walks out of the room. But the corridor comes to an end. There's only a wall in front of her.

"Damn!" She curses out loud. He must have guessed that she would try to come to meet him. All the paths are blocked. The castle listens to the will of the dark god. It won't listen to her until she marries him again.

"But I already married him once." She kicks the wall and winces in pain. "Ow! My foot."

She keeps forgetting that she's no longer a Mirin. Her body won't heal by itself if she gets hurt. She can't absorb the ehr like Deia or other Wahr. She can't form a bond with a spirit east. Her ability to summon magic through her source is also weak. 

"This sucks!" She crosses her arms and stares at the wall, missing the days when she could feel magic running through her veins.