[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330: Rutted Awake (18+)

Author’s Note- This Chapter was supposed to be a sweet, quiet moment before we moved back into the main plot... but apparently, Darius had other plans. (At this point I think he’s the one writing the smut.)

Anyway, I promise we’re returning to the actual story next Chapter... probably.

Maybe. If Darius behaves.

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The last thing Xion remembered was fading in and out of a haze before darkness finally claimed him.

Now that the sun was halfway up the sky, he groggily looked around, blinking at the motes of light dancing across his vision.

I’m still alive?

With how intense Darius had been last night, it was a miracle at this point. It felt like he’d been run over by a carriage. No, a whole convoy.

It wasn’t even the ache that bothered him anymore but the complete numbness of his entire body.

How can a person be capable of being this horny?

Xion had thought his husband’s appetite would diminish after the first time he spilled in him. Or the second he had pounded him so ruthlessly. Or at least after they’d ruined the bed sheets completely.

But no. Darius had carried him to the bathroom next. And like a fool, he had dared to believe it was to let him rest.

That illusion shattered the moment two fingers shoved into him under the guise of "cleaning up."

Moments later, those fingers were replaced by something much harder.

Worse yet, his limbs were still tied up! There was absolutely nothing he could do to stop this skin-hungry monster.

Halfway through, Darius even had the audacity to push his fingers into his mouth, playing with his tongue as if it were some toy.

Though, he was pretty sure it was just to silence his complaints.

After that, he became painfully aware of how pathetic his stamina truly was. The sloppy, breath-stealing kisses left him dizzy and trembling.

And as for Darius—this Northern Lord’s little lord still had the audacity to swell even more inside him like it was their first time.

If anything, Xion suspected Darius had only stopped due to the worry for his health. Otherwise, he might still be plastered to the bathroom wall or folded over the tub.

Then again... he was still trapped in the Archduke’s warm embrace. And he was absolutely naked as well.

I want to punch him!

The kitten puffed his blush-stained cheeks. Just as he shifted slightly, trying to stretch out, the feeling in his lower half returned.

Along with it came the last hazy memory before he had blacked out completely.

"I make everything warm, you say?"

A dazed, spent healer had nodded at the time.

Smirking, the Archduke had kissed the corner of his mouth, where a trail of saliva still glistened.

"So, you have to keep me warm too, okay darling?"

Xion had no idea if he agreed to it or not. But the thing still nestled deep inside him certainly offered an answer of its own.

He’s still inside me?...!!!

The slight, almost tender fullness made him shiver and squirm instinctively. Maybe if he moved slowly enough, he wouldn’t wake Darius up, right?

Biting his lip to keep his hissing trapped in his swollen mouth, he crawled.

He might have curled up to sleep as well if not for the thing inside him swelling up ever so slightly.

Xion blinked in disbelief. I must be dreaming, he thought, trying to shut his eyes back.

I am like a sex doll, the ashamed healer muttered to himself while trying to pry open the steel-like grip.

His entire body quivered. It was as if instinctively his whole body remembered exactly what that voice could do to him.

Every damn time Darius told him to cum, his body would obey before his mind could even catch up.

Silly kitten’s brain overheated and crashed.

It is so alluring, really. Darius mused.

The way Xion stayed still in his arms was enough to embolden him on his wicked plans. A plan to make his sweet little husband moan his name again.

Big, watery blue eyes blinked in a trance, letting his lover pepper his shoulder with soft, soothing kisses.

Poor kitten almost melted from the gentleness. Almost. The swelling cock brought little sense back to his crashing CPU.

He stuttered, "D-Darius, you..."

The culprit of his state groaned against the crook of his neck before rolling over. freewёbnoνel-com

It was far too easy for the Archduke to pin Xion’s gorgeous face into the sheets.

"Baby’s hole is clenching around me so tightly," he husked. With his hand beneath the knee, he propped Xion’s leg up, making space for his next movements. "Miss me? Or miss the pleasure I give you?"

"S-stop, I can’t take it anymore," Xion rasped before his words turned into a loud whine.

This seductive devil — this beast in elf’s clothing — was positioning him perfectly, as if the last few hours of madness hadn’t been enough.

"I’ll be quick, my dear husband," Darius whispered as he slid deeper. "Promise."

It was the longest "quick" Xion had ever known.

Because somehow, Darius’ definition of quick lasted nearly half an hour.

That was just unscientific!