Chapter 22_I Feel Like I’m Going to Faint

Why can’t we do it now?

No matter how hard he tried to find a reason, there wasn’t one. After all, they were husband and wife.

[I promise to keep my word.]

Bellita had said that. Without a second thought, he hurriedly turned around.

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“Kalik?”

It was natural for Bellita to be surprised. He had visited at this hour. No, he had barged in. He had slammed the door shut as he came in, causing a commotion outside. But this was better than being bored.

“What brings you… at this hour…?”

He had rushed over to make her sing, but strangely, all he could see were Bellita’s pink lips.

Thump thump.

His body was already burning up, and now his heart was pounding. With the changed Bellita continuously showing interest in him, what was wrong with responding a little?

“I came to finish what we started.”

“What…?”

She wondered if being abrupt was his specialty, and asked again with a bewildered expression. She had been lying down to sleep and was now utterly shocked.

“What we were doing in the mountains.”

I don’t know. What is he talking about now?

Surprise, confusion, embarrassment, and excitement all mixed inside her, causing chaos. Her face flushed, and her heart pounded so hard she could hardly breathe.

That was from so long ago, and now he suddenly appears and makes such a demand.

“Why now…?”

It felt like she had reverted to the stammering Bellita.

“When did you prove you were worthy of being the mistress of the palace?”

They had met daily, she had sung, and given him a lap pillow… There was much she could say, but Bellita couldn’t speak. She was too nervous. The Emperor had barged in at this hour to ask for a kiss, and it was impossible to speak normally.

“This time, don’t faint.”

It wasn’t just a kiss; it was a demand as if making a contract.

“Is that also proof of being the mistress of the palace?”

“Of course.”

Feeling like she was being scammed, Bellita tried to gather her thoughts. Even in a tiger’s den, if you keep your wits…

Ah! Maybe… this will work?

In response to the Emperor’s sudden demand, she wanted to try making a deal herself. A very desperate deal.

“It’s been almost a week. Could we extend it a bit…?”

Please extend my life. I’m so nervous.

“That’s not necessary.”

Does that mean no? Then how can he ask for a kiss…

“I won’t kill you.”

What? Did he just say that?

“Forever?”

“Unless you commit another crime worthy of death.”

I would never do such a thing. Absolutely. So, does this mean I can live now?

“What are you doing?”

Ah. This wasn’t the time to be happy. The tiger was standing in front of her, ready to take her lips. No, demanding her to offer them.

Bellita had no choice but to slowly approach him.

“Like we did in the mountains.”

“The… mountains?”

Strangely, recalling that time used to scare her, but not now. She only thought about the kiss they shared.

“Yes. Like back then.”

Why are there so many additional conditions? 

But she couldn’t think any further. As soon as she got close, her body was suddenly pulled towards him. By his hand.

This isn’t like the mountains…

It was more intense.

It was overwhelming.

A whirlwind swept through the space between their connected lips. Then a massive tidal wave surged in, enveloping everything. His burning heat completely invaded her mouth. It felt like she would melt away. Bellita clung to his neck, holding on to avoid fainting.

It was so different from the mountains. His lips were hot, too hot. His neck, which she held tightly, and his body against her thin nightgown were all incredibly hot. Strangely so. No, to the point where she couldn’t keep her senses. It felt like she was being devoured in the heat.

He moved savagely as if he would devour her entire lips. No, he was desperately burrowing into her mouth. He was sucking everything in as if his life depended on it. Wetting and wetting again.

Like a person who had crossed the desert and found a spring, he urgently and freely quenched his thirst. He rummaged around as if to drink every last drop.

The heat spread from their lips to her entire body. His scorching heat transferred to her, heating her up endlessly. Her body grew hot in response.

With a sticky sound, his groans reached her ears. The sound made her even hotter. The kiss they shared in the mountains was nothing compared to this. She had never known a kiss could be so deep and intense. And she couldn’t believe she was kissing him like this. Or that he was kissing her like this.

A kiss that melted her entire body.

Ah…

All her senses focused on the points where they touched. Her mind went blank, and her consciousness began to fade.

Smooch.

Only one thing was the same.

She did exactly as he demanded, just like in the forest.

She forcibly pulled her lips away, feeling like she would faint from the heat.

The sound of their lips parting echoed loudly in the room. Their lips had been so tightly sealed that the sound of parting echoed around the room.

Through the slightly parted lips, their ragged breaths poured out. But it wasn’t just her.

His s*xy lips were also releasing rough breaths. Everything was hot. It felt like the room would catch fire.

Are you kidding?

This was also the same. Like back then.

But the difference was that the Emperor’s eyes weren’t threateningly intimidating as they had been. It was still a threat, but a gentle one, a hot one.

“I… feel like I’m going to faint…”

She struggled to stop him, gasping for breath. She needed to breathe to regain her senses. His chest, rising and falling more noticeably than hers, caught her eye. He was the same as her. Realizing this didn’t calm her down but made her even hotter. She really felt like she would faint.

“Is that enough now?”

No. Not yet…

She couldn’t even finish that thought. She was pulled again by his immense strength. This time, he wrapped a large hand around the back of her head, preventing her from moving, and explored her mouth endlessly, changing the angle as he pleased.

Bellita’s lips felt heavenly.

The kiss in the mountains had been thrilling, but not to this extent. He had admitted that the kiss back then was strangely exciting. But he had tried not to remember it. Why remember a kiss with Bellita, who kissed other men more intensely, even doing more than that?

Back then, Bellita hadn’t felt like she did now. She approached him anew, like a different woman. Her lips too.

No matter how much he took her lips, he wasn’t satisfied. It only made him thirstier. It was maddening.

The Emperor’s hand roamed her body. His reason was gone, and only instinct filled him. His hand caressed Bellita’s body, driven by his throbbing heart. He wanted to grasp everything. To hold it all in his hands. He felt like he was going mad with this boiling heat.

Ah!

As he touched her body, a faint moan flowed into his mouth. Bellita trembled and tried to pull away, but he trapped her in his arms with one arm.

Where are you going?

Don’t move.

The Emperor picked her up and strode towards the bed behind them. He was in a hurry. He needed more. His body commanded him to take everything. It ordered him and stirred him up.

The hot breath from both of them heated the air in the room mercilessly.

Bellita felt like her whole body was melting into the bed like marshmallow. She was floundering in the heat, not even realizing she had been laid on the bed. Just from a kiss, she felt like this. If it went further… she felt like she would die under his body.

He trembled not only with his hands but with his whole body, letting out continuous moans through their connected lips. She tried to stay conscious but found her awareness fading.

Kalik.

Her arms, tightly wrapped around his neck, were trembling severely.

Uh…

His moans heated her ears again. His low, deep moans were so pleasing to hear. She wanted to hear more.

Uh…

In response, another moan came from him. Their lips, which seemed like they would never part, finally separated slightly.

His breath came out in rough, irregular bursts… the strength in his hands, caressing her, weakened.

Feeling something was wrong, Bellita cautiously opened her tightly shut eyes.

Kalik?

He was strange. His face was contorted, and he was panting heavily. It felt like he was fighting something invisible. He seemed to be trying to drive something away with a pained expression. It was not a look one would have during such a deep kiss.

Bellita, who had been floating on clouds, quickly returned to her senses. The Emperor’s condition was strange. It was certain.

Uh…ugh!

As his upper body twitched, Bellita’s eyes widened.

Gasp!

This…this is…

The entire room was filled with this!

She was momentarily shocked, but then her mind went blank again because of something that quickly disappeared. 

What did I just see…

Thud.

The Emperor’s head fell onto her shoulder. His weight pressed down on her… he was heavy. She paused her thoughts and quietly called out to Kalik.

There was no response. 

What… is this?

She squirmed and moved his body to lay him beside her… he was asleep. Her eyes blinked wide open again.

He fell… asleep?

After such a passionate kiss?

She examined him closely, thinking he might have lost consciousness, but it was clear he was just asleep. She could faintly hear the snoring sound she had heard when she gave him a lap pillow. Suddenly, she felt a surge of disappointment.

To fall asleep after this. What about me? His indifference deserved a gold medal.