447: SHE WAS CURSING HIM

SHE WAS CURSING HIM

Cane groaned into Iris's mouth, as her fingers traveled down his back. He didn't think he would ever get enough, no matter how much he touched her or how close they were. 

It surprised Cane when Iris took his hand and put it over her chest. She let him know that it was okay for him to touch her, which eased his conscience, as he kept replying what horrendous things, he had done to her in the past. He would understand if she pushed him away when the same memory came to her. 

But, she didn't. 

Iris always surprised him time and time again, reminded him about how strong she was in her mind and heart to find it in herself to forgive him and move past the darkest part of her life, while Cane was still struggling with the demon of his past. 

It was not that Iris didn't, she had her own battle too. She could be very sweet and timid, but also stubborn and decisive at the same time. She knew what she wanted and she always knew how to communicate her needs and feelings, something that Cane was completely lack of. 

The way she stared at him and how she allowed him to touch her was the reassurance Cane needed that he was not a monster, who only knew how to kill and hurt people around him. 

Gently, Cane slipped his hand under her dress and fondled her breast, which made Iris gasped, but she didn't push him away. The feeling of his rough hand against her sensitive skin sent shiver down to her spine, especially when he slowly moved his other hand down to her other breast, brushed it lightly and then caressed her stomach down to her navel. 

Cane touched her over the fabric of her dress and Iris felt so annoyed with her dress, she wanted to feel his skin against hers.

Meanwhile, there was a small smile on the corner of Cane's lips, his eyes turned dreamy when he watched his mate moved her body without her realizing it. 

She was not in pain. That was the first thought that came to his mind. 

The alpha then pulled her dress up and touched her inner thigh, he caressed her lightly, which made her squirmed. She was bothered because Cane didn't really touch her, he teased her instead. 

"Cane…" Iris moaned, she could feel how wet she was and this made her uncomfortable, there was this aching pain, the emptiness between her legs and Cane could smell how arouse she was, yet he still didn't give in to her. He liked this sweet scent from her, as he licked her sweat on her neck. 

"I like your scent…" Cane murmured, he was still in control and this made him relief, but at the same time, he wanted to push himself further, how far he could go, while Iris pleaded with him to end her distress. 

Iris squirmed when Cane had not yet touched her, instead, he went down and took her nipple between his teeth, bit it lightly, as Iris arched her back and groaned desperately. 

This was a torture. 

"Cane, please…" Iris moved her hips to find her release, but Cane had not yet done with her. 

He left her bare thigh and pulled down the front of her dress, as he pinched her other nipple until it turned red, while Iris kept calling his name. He liked the sound of his name rolled in her tongue and how hoarse and desperate her voice was. The smell of her arousal filled the room and he reminded himself mentally not to allow anyone to step closer to this room. 

Iris couldn't take it anymore, as she tried to touch herself, but Cane caught her wrist and held both of her hands down above her head, he stared at her with his dark eyes, which looked feral. 

"Cane, please… this… uncomfortable…" Iris whispered breathlessly, because Cane used his knees to spread her legs apart, while he hovered above her. 

Cane was so mean! Now he didn't even touch her and only stare at her with fascination, as if this was the first time for him to see her. 

"Cane, please…" Iris bit her lip, she wanted to press her thigh together to find her release, but Cane didn't allow her to do so. 

"Where do you want me to touch you?" Cane asked, his eyes still bore into hers, as if he was staring straight into her soul. 

Iris whimpered. She looked conflicted and became a little bit self conscious with the question. She couldn't bring herself to say it!

But then, Cane held both of her hands down with only one hand and caressed her lips, down to her neck. "Here?" Iris shook her head and Cane moved his hand down to caress her perky nipple. "Here?"

Iris gasped, she felt her throat was so dry, but she shook her head again and Cane smiled, the kind of smile that really could take her breath away, as he moved his hand further down to where she wanted. 

"Do you want to be touched here?" Cane used his claw carefully to rip her undergarment and retracted them when he touched her again, but he paused when Iris didn't say anything. "Tell me, Iris, do you want me to touch you here?"

"Yes, Cane…"

"Yes, what?"

Iris really wanted to cry now, but her mind filled with something more urgent. "Yes, I want to be touched there…"

Cane smiled, as if he had won a precious possession. He watched how Iris wanted to sulk, but she was conflicted between her desperation and frustration. 

"You are so wet," Cane mumbled, as he moved his fingers so slowly and the wet sound from it echoed in this quiet room, which only filled by their ragged breath.  2

Iris curled her toes and took a sharp breath when Cane moved his fingers faster and deeper. She wanted to close her legs, but Cane didn't let her, which made Iris frustrated, but aroused at the same time. 

Cane could feel it when her body tensed up, as her climax was near and she let out a breathless cry, as she found her release. Her body convulsed as she rode her climax and found her pleasure, while Cane watched everything, his eyes turned darker of how spellbinding the woman beneath him was. 

He could feel this dark obsession to please her over and over again, watching her riding her climax and cried his name. 

Should he take her for real this time? Should they continue? Should he let himself lose? He wanted to fuck her over and over again, but this time harder, until he was buried deep inside of her. He wanted to put his mark all over her skin. He wanted to hear her screamed his name, while he fucked her from behind. The king and the rest could go to hell for all he cared, because right now, she was the only person he wanted. 

He wanted to be closer than this. He wanted all of her. He wanted to fuck her like there was no tomorrow. He wanted this to be hurt. He must be crazy to even consider that. 

Cane groaned, as he tightened his jaw and got his control back and kissed her lips, swallowed her last cry, as her body slowly relaxed. 

"Are you okay?" Cane caressed her cheek, as he released both of her arms from above her head and also her legs, he moved slightly aside. He had been hard even when they just started it, but it was still bearable for him, knowing he was still in control over his lust was something that made him felt better about himself. "Don't fall asleep, you have not yet eaten anything."

Iris creased her brows, now after the intense feeling had passed, she felt so lazy and sleepy. "Let me close my eyes for a while," Iris said tiredly. Her legs felt sore, because Cane pressed them apart and the only thing she wanted right now was to snuggle against his chest. 

"No." Cane rubbed her clit and this made Iris's eyes shot opened, as she stared at him in disbelieve. "Eat."

"Later." Iris became stubborn now, she wanted to curl her body and recall the feeling a moment ago, but Cane didn't let her. "What? No!"

Iris was mortified when Cane scooped her body. She didn't want to eat without cleaning herself first! But then, he took carried her to the bathroom and put her down inside the bathup. 

"Take off your clothes," Cane said. 

"I- I can take a bath by myself," Iris stuttered, there, she got her self consciousness back, as she tried to cover her breast now, but her eyes opened so wide when she watched what Cane was doing. "C- Cane?!"

Cane simply took off his own clothes and his pants, after that, he moved to sit behind Iris. "Take off your clothes," he said, as he tugged on the strings in front of her dress, to help her to get out of her damned dress. "It will be so hard to take a bath with clothes on."

"Why are you taking a bath with me?!" Iris almost hysterical, as her voice cracked and her face turned very red right now, she looked at Cane with mortified look, especially when she could feel something down there, nudged her back. 

"Because you drenched my fingers, Iris," Cane replied simply.

"AH!"

He then laughed when Iris buried her face against his chest, grumbling. It seemed, she was cursing him. 

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