I Became a Barbarian's Bride - Chapter 142
Kagan, now accustomed to Nisha’s healing, had begun to feel the pain intensify over time. He had been considering whether to smoke stronger cigars or increase the amount.
“It hurt, didn’t it?”
Nisha asked, squinting as she felt the life force drain from her.
“…”
Kagan remained silent.
“You’re not answering.”
“…”
“…”
“…A little.”
After a long silence, Kagan finally answered in a hoarse voice, barely shaking off the lingering sensation of her ability, as he pulled her into his arms.
“Why does my princess always do such cute things?”
“…What?”
Nisha’s face twisted in disbelief at the words she had never heard in her life.
Cute?
Cute things?
All she did was stubbornly insist on sharing her life force with someone who didn’t want it. She had practically forced him to accept it.
“I don’t know how I lived without you, Princess.”
“…You lived just fine.”
“…You’re so cold-hearted.”
“Well, you did.”
What was there to be cold-hearted about?
As she blinked, her words caused Kagan to glance at her as if feeling hurt, then he lightly bit her shoulder, careful not to hurt her.
“Princess.”
“Yes?”
“I know it’s shameless, but… what should I do?”
“What is?”
“The switch just won’t turn off.”
As Kagan said that, he pressed his body closer to hers. Nisha finally understood what he meant by “won’t turn off” when she felt something hard between them.
Her face paled slightly.
“I won’t go all the way.”
“…?”
How was she supposed to believe he wouldn’t take things all the way in this situation?
“Really, you just need to lend me your hand.”
His large hand quickly enveloped hers, guiding it towards him. Kagan Xieman then brought her hand to his damp cheek and gently rubbed it against his face.
Nisha blinked at the feeling of his wet skin against her small palm.
“Won’t you?”
“…Ah.”
What kind of person is this?
He looked at her with eyes as if the world had abandoned him.
Nisha was left speechless, her mouth slightly agape in disbelief, as Kagan Xieman smirked slightly at her expression.
“Just once, hmm?”
Nisha swallowed hard, her gaze dropping. Even through the distortion of the water, she could see something imposing beneath the surface.
“Just my hand…?”
Would it really end with just that?
While Nisha was still deep in thought, Kagan nudged her again with a soft, “Hmm?” as if to ask urgently again.
Caught off guard, Nisha nodded without thinking.
“You’re giving me permission, right?”
His expression turned mischievous as he quickly pulled her onto his lap and guided her hand.
In an instant, her small hand was pressed against the large, firm s***t. The unfamiliar sensation of its odd, muscular texture made Nisha’s face turn pale.
Kagan, his hand still over hers, began to guide her in stroking him up and down.
“Haa…”
Nisha’s face flushed deeply.
Holding something that barely fit in her hand, her eyes couldn’t help but dart around.
‘Is… is this right?’
It couldn’t be.
Knowing something felt wrong but unable to stop it, Nisha swallowed hard.
Seeing the slightly tanned skin darkening further with arousal made her embarrassed for reasons she couldn’t explain.
“Wa-wait a moment…”
And why did it feel like it was growing larger with each stroke? Was she imagining it?
Panicked, she tried to pull her arm away, but Kagan exhaled a deep, lustful breath.
Her shoulders stiffened.
She was the one doing it, yet why was he looking down at her with such hazy, blissful eyes?
Nisha, not knowing what to do, nervously glanced around, her eyes wandering.
Kagan noticed and let out a chuckle.
“Why… haa… such a face, princess?”
“Your expression… it’s…”
“My expression?”
He tilted his head slightly, a teasing smile on his lips.
“And what about my expression?”
What else could it be?
It was the gaze of a beast, one that looked ready to devour her whole at any moment.
But Nisha, too flustered to say such a thing, nervously shook her head, the tension was palpable.
“Nisha.”
“…Yes.”
