PLAN SUICIDE ON WEDDING NIGHT, VOLUME 2 - Season 4 Episode 33

Ishakan could not have been more satisfied than if Leah had been waiting for him with a birthday present. Leah froze.

“Ishakan…?” She finally managed, barely able to move her stiff tongue. Her eyes blinked, unable to believe what she was seeing. “How are you…here?”

He should still be in Herben. She couldn’t believe he was in the palace of Estia. She had to pinch her arm to see if she was dreaming.

But he was still there in front of her, slowly approaching, the moonlight in the window blocked by his huge body. His shadow fell over her as he bent, bringing his face close to hers.

“Were you [email protected]?” He asked, low and mischievous.

Belatedly, she remembered she had pulled a pile of his clothing from the closet. Leah let one of his shirts fall out of her hand.

Her lips parted soundlessly as he moved closer. There were so many questions she wanted to ask him, but not a single one emerged. Instead, her eyes fell to the bulge in his trousers, visible even in the dark. She stared at it as though hypnotized.

“No, I didn’t…” She said dazedly.

“Why?”

He pushed her back by her shoulders, and Leah fell into the pile of clothes, her silver hair scattering around her. Ishakan leaned over her, his hands braced on either side of her head.

“Why didn’t you?” He repeated, looking down into her eyes.

She didn’t answer. The scent of his tobacco mingled with the cool night air, and she closed her eyes.

“It must have been hard for my wife to hold back,” he whispered, his lips tickling her ear.

Leah’s cheeks flushed, and she bit her lower lip. There was a tingling inside, between her legs, already getting wet. Her body knew what would happen next and was preparing immediately to accept her mate.

She had lost her mind.

She was being so shameless, but there was no way to suppress her response. Ishakan had burned the memory of s3x into her body.

Her mouth went dry, and her eyes fluttered open. She couldn’t wait any longer. She had meant to ask him how he had returned so soon, but entirely different words fell from her lips.

“Just…” She whispered, her arms tightening around his neck. “Put it in me right now.”

Ishakan’s gaze heated. His lips curved as he bared his manhood, pushed her nightgown up, and thrust straight in to the root.

“Ahh…”

Her eyes widened, and a moan escaped her. Ishakan bent over her, burying his face against her neck. His nose tickled the delicate skin as he licked her, feeling her spasm under him. He lifted his head.

“You came as soon as I filled you?” He smiled, looking at her trembling face.

She gave him a tiny nod, and Ishakan gripped her waist tight in both hands, moving his waist back and forth.

“Oh, my god…!” Leah cried out, seeing stars.

She clutched the sheets in her hands, shivering, and then realized they felt strange, and she was clutching Ishakan’s clothes to her. He laughed at the sight.

“Why did you want to roll around in your husband’s clothes?”

“Ah, I wanted to, ahh…” It was hard to speak when he was pounding into her so fast. “I wanted, to smell it…”

It sounded so lewd, but Leah tried not to be embarrassed, and told the truth to the man she loved.

“I wanted to have s3x with you, but you were gone, and so, I wanted your scent…”

She whispered the confession, her eyes flicking up at him.

“I love you, Ishakan…”

His brow furrowed, and his eyes grew fierce.

“You make me crazy.”