I Wish You Well In Your Next Love, My Love - Chapter 17

“Gerar—”

The moment I instinctively tried to call his name in fear, he let out a beast-like breath and hungrily swallowed my lips.

The kiss was so urgent that our teeth collided and my lips split.

Saliva spread between us, and the metallic taste of blood lingered on my tongue. But I couldn’t even feel the pain as I gasped for air.

“Mmph, mm…!”

His thick tongue rubbed against my lips and the teeth I kept clenched. When they didn’t part, he pressed under my jaw and forced my mouth open.

Through the small gap, his tongue pushed in and stirred through my mouth.

He licked my stiff tongue, then began to entangle the wet flesh with a sticky persistence. As the kiss deepened, I couldn’t gather my senses.

The saliva pooling in my mouth slid down my throat, and each time my throat tightened as I swallowed, the sharp tip of his tongue pushed deep inside, pressing into the constriction.

“Mmph, ngh, ah, Ger…ard! Ah…!”

I shook my head, my eyes squeezed tight at the suffocating feeling, but Gerard clung to me desperately, like someone receiving rain after a long drought.

It felt as if he would drink in even my breath.

He caught my lower lip between his teeth and sucked hard, the wet sounds echoing plainly in the dim space. The sound was louder than I expected, making my head spin.

I hurriedly slipped my tongue between his lips. His mouth, which had been holding my lower lip the whole time, opened, and the sharp sucking sounds stopped.

But I couldn’t stop the thick, sticky sounds of our mouths tangling.

“Ha… ha…”

The more he touched me, the hotter my body began to feel.

This was really a problem. No matter how hard I tried to endure it, it felt like something was being forcibly drawn out of me.

The sensations that had been asleep for three years began to stir at the familiar stimulation. As if they had found their owner again.

Heat pressed against me from his lower body where we were tightly aligned. Gerard pushed himself between my legs and began to rub against me. The heavy outline pressed mercilessly against my lower abdomen.

“Gerard… stop.”

I whispered urgently, just loud enough for him to hear.

But having lost his reason, he didn’t listen. Instead, he pushed his thumb into my mouth. Pulling at the corner of my lips, he pressed against the soft inner flesh of my cheek and forced his tongue in again.

Saliva overflowed from my overfilled mouth and dripped down.

Even as an undeniable heat rose inside me, tension tightened in my chest at the thought that Arvina might see this.

No matter how much contact he made, Gerard still seemed unsatisfied, growing rougher and more desperate as if he couldn’t get enough. He bared his teeth and bit at the corner of my mouth and my cheek.

“It hurts… it hurts, Gerard.”

When I spoke in a trembling voice, he let out a long, rough breath. He released his bite and began pressing soft kisses across my face instead.

I seized the moment when he seemed slightly calmer and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. Sliding my hand down, I stroked his trembling back.

“It’s okay. I’m not going anywhere.”

It was something I had often said when calming him down.

I hadn’t meant to say it, but the words came out on their own. As if by magic, the tension in Gerard’s body began to ease.

His eyelids drooped as if they would close at any moment, then his head fell heavily against my shoulder.

“Ugh.”

The unconscious weight of him collapsed fully onto me like a boulder.

* * *

“Young Master, how are you feeling. Can you move?”

The next day, after stabilizing, Gerard regained consciousness. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he finished a full glass of water and pressed a hand to his throbbing head.

I hid among the gathered people and secretly watched him.

His lips were split. Everyone seemed to think Arvina had performed deep contact purification.

“How long was I out?”

“You were unconscious for an entire day. It’s fortunate Miss Odriann treated you so quickly.”

“Arvina did?”

Furrowing his brow, he lifted his head and looked for her. She was already in his bedroom and stepped closer.

“Are you feeling alright?”

“You ignored me when I was begging you. Purifying me while I was out of it is cheating.”

“You were in a very critical condition. Still, I’m glad my efforts paid off.”