Chapter 78: Freak in the Sheets (M)

"You sure about this? Even after what I’ve said?" Ephraim pulled her into his arms and let his lion tail curled up against her thighs.

"Yes. I’m absolutely 100% sure of this, Ephraim."

Lydia tapped into her mental power and checked on Ephraim.

[Resonance Stress: 78%]

It wasn’t that high but a guide would surely help him. Besides, Lydia didn’t want to let Ephraim suffer by himself again—and definitely, wouldn’t let him use any drugs, ever!

"I want to guide you. Both as your Guide and fiancée."

The kiss started sweet as Lydia pulled Ephraim by his shirt to lean closer to her. His lips brushed hers once, then pressed more firmly.

Lydia’s fingers slid up into his soft hair, tugging gently, and Ephraim groaned into her mouth instinctively. His mouth opened against hers with a soft sigh.

She could feel his fluffy ears against her hands and the heat of his tongue as Ephraim leaned closer to let Lydia pull him into her space.

"Lydia—you tasted really good," he murmured against her lips. His tail was brushing against her hips.

Lydia’s laugh felt warm over his lips.

With one effortless pull, Ephraim slid up to her hips and dragged her closer to the edge of the bed.

The movement made Lydia gasp, her knees spreading around him, her body drawn flush against his heat as he slid his hand to her thighs.

Soft nibbles from Ephraim on her antlers made Lydia moaned against his chest. "It’s been awhile since we’ve been together like this."

His nose dragged along her cheek, then down to her cleavage. "This felt really good. But I promise I won’t Bond Mark you again. Not without your consent. Ever."

"Am I allowed to bite you, then?"

"Well, of course. Go on."

Lydia laughed and bit gently at his neck. "Like this? That’s much better."

Five pink petals like cherry blossoms glowed faintly on Ephraim’s neck as Lydia’s mental power synchronized with his Resonance.

"Hmm? Are you marking me, Lydia?"

"Yes... You’re my Sentinel, Ephraim. My Ephraim. Mine."

Lydia smiled as her Bond Mark slowly brandished on his neck. Ephraim’s eyes closed as he enjoyed the lulling warmth from her mark.

"Yes," he breathed. "Say my name. Only me."

When he opened his eyes, Ephraim was mesmerized. The whole room was filled with pink petals that fluttered down like a gentle snowfall all around them.

When they landed on their skin, they melted like snowflakes, but instead of cold, each one left a soft warmth that seeped right into his soul.

"So warm. Your mental power is so calming, Lydia."

"Calming? Despite your words, it seemed your asset down here had a different idea." Lydia could feel his cock twitched hard beneath her palm.

Ephraim’s hips jerked before he could stop them, and his mouth fell open. He was struggling to hold himself back when her fingers pressed just a little firmer.

"You’re doing that on purpose."

Lydia stroked him once through the fabric. "Damn, Lydia. You’re going to be the death of me one of these days. Don’t stop. Please."

Between soft kisses and moans, Ephraim’s shirt and pants were long gone as he pinned Lydia on her bed with her legs spread wide in front of him.

Both of them were fully naked within minutes. His crimson eyes were molten with desire.

The synchronization from Lydia’s guiding made heat spread through their bodies.

"Damn... I can’t take it. This heat. I need to eat you, Lydia," Ephraim suddenly roared and panting. His low voice vibrated inside her. "I want to taste you on my tongue."

?The sight of Ephraim’s large frame with his broad shoulders and taut muscles between her legs sent Lydia completely over the edge.

She ran her fingers through his hair, gripping it tightly as she gasped his name without stopping.

His nose relentlessly rubbed and grazed against her clit while his tongue dug deep with a frantic, unyielding pace that stole her breath.

"Ephraim, please...."

His lion ears flicked at Lydia’s plea. He nodded and grabbed his manhood with his free hand. Hot and strained to the limit, then rubbed the tip against her already wet pussy and made her gasp.

?"Look at you... already wet and ready for me..."

Ephraim locked his crimson eyes onto Lydia’s blue ones as he pushed. The penetration was slow and relentless.

Lydia could feel every single inch of his girth and strength carving out space inside hers. Filling her to the absolute depth.

?"Nnghh—" he growled against Lydia’s lips. His voice reduced to a guttural whisper as Ephraim buried himself completely inside her.

?"Ah! Ephraim—" Lydia exclaimed as a thrill of pleasure washed over her.

Her moans rose in a sharp and desperate mess. Perfectly synchronized with the dull, merciless thuds of his hips.

Ephraim delivered a couple of devastating thrusts, planting himself so deep Lydia’s eyes rolled back in blind ecstasy.

He could feel her inner walls squeezed him tightly. Their bodies merged under his thrusts in a wet, scalding union.

He let out a muffled roar against her shoulder as both of them lay still and panting for a few moments.

For a few moments, neither of them said anything. The whole room was quiet except for their uneven breathing as they slowly came down from the heat that had consumed them.

Lydia rested against Ephraim. Her body was pleasantly heavy and warm, while his arm remained wrapped securely around her.

Ephraim was the first to move. He shifted closer and pressed a gentle kiss against her forehead.

The tenderness of it made Lydia look up at him.

"Well... the night is still young." Ephraim nuzzled against her antlers. "We can do this again and again before morning comes, Lydia. You won’t mind, will you?"

Was Ephraim being serious?!

Sure, Lydia knew that beneath his composed prince charming persona, Ephraim could be quite a freak in the sheets.

Not that she minds, actually.

Besides, actually Lydia found him quite adorable when he was being vulnerable with his lion ears and tail like this.

"It’s hard to say no if you keep looking at me like that, Ephraim." Lydia surrendered.