Predatory Marriage Chapter 112 - Make Me Miss You

Predatory Marriage — Chapter 112. Make Me Miss You

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan

Ishakan hugged Leah tighter.

“Didn’t it ever seem strange to you?”

His eyes were burning with rage, and looking into them, she felt a strange wave of confusion, disgust, and rejection. Nothing seemed strange to her. She had to devote all her efforts to Estia. For the sake of the country, as its princess, of course she should…

The smooth flow of her thoughts suddenly shattered as a new question rose that she had never asked before. Was she really supposed to do that? Doubt rose and suddenly her vision dimmed, the strength leaving her body.

“Leah!” Ishakan caught her as she collapsed, pain storming through her. Her head ached as badly as if someone had struck her with a hammer. She couldn’t even scream, she could only gasp silently as she shuddered in Ishakan’s arms. The pain was intense, but brief, and when she could focus her eyes again, she realized she was crying.

“Ah…” The small sound escaped her belatedly, and her gaze lifted to Ishakan. He was gritting his teeth, and strangely, he looked as if he had suffered more than she. It was difficult to move, but Leah reached to caress his cheek. Gently, just as he had done to her.

His jaw relaxed, and his eyes slowly closed. But soon he turned his head to catch her hand, kissing the back of it, every inch, leaving none of it untouched.

Turning, he carried her to the bed to lay her down, but Leah clung to him. She didn’t want him to leave her. Ishakan sighed as she clung to his neck like a spoiled girl and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding her in his arms. They didn’t speak. Ishakan held her against his chest, and in the silence the only sound they heard was the breathing of the other.

After a time, Ishakan gently touched her, wiping the tears from her reddened eyes with his fingers, brus.h.i.+ng away the clinging strands of silver hair. His affection for her was palpable. How long had he been caressing her? As Leah finally calmed, she heard his quiet voice.

“…I should have found you sooner.” He kissed her head. “Think again, Leah. I’ll give you some time before I leave.”

“……”

“Instead of the Princess of Estia or the wife of Byun Gyeongbaek, becoming the Queen of the Kurkans will be more fun and interesting.”

Even if he asked her again, her answer would be the same. But Leah didn’t dare to tell him so. There wasn’t much time left. Instead of wasting it with unnecessary things, it would be better to leave with good memories. The time she had spent with Ishakan was the happiest of her life.

But Ishakan had seen through her. He pushed open the door to her heart, no matter how hard she tried to shut it.

“You’d better think it over. You really don’t plan to marry Byun Gyeongbaek, right?” He asked her mischievously, as she avoided his eyes. “You’re going to miss me.”

“…Make me do it.”

The brief answer left him momentarily puzzled, and she looked at him uneasily. She wasn’t used to this, she wasn’t quite sure what to do. But she was still trying to reach out to him awkwardly, her eyes lowering as her lips moved closer to him.

“During the day…” She whispered, kissing his lips softly. “And during the night, make me miss you.”

His golden eyes s.h.i.+vered from the storm she had created.

“Leah, you…” His eyes were fierce and he spoke almost angrily. “Do you know what a man thinks, when he’s told such things?”

Of course she didn’t know. Ishakan’s mouth curved in a thin smile as she shook her head, and only after she thought about it did Leah realize she had been rather shameless.

“Well, but never mind.”

In a swift movement, he kissed her, but unlike Leah’s soft kiss, his was wild. He bit her lower lip and then teased her tongue, rubbing and sucking on it. He tortured her sensitive palate and only pulled away when she moaned. Running his fingers over her slightly swollen lips, he looked down at her.

“In the future, don’t speak that way to any other man.”

She was panting breathlessly from his kiss, and she flinched as he grabbed her wrist.

“Touch, Leah.”

Taking her hand, he made her touch her own br3ast. The sensation of touching herself was strange; she had never done it before. Leah’s lips trembled. She didn’t know what to do. Their hands moved down her br3ast, and together both ran over her belly, between her legs, stopping at a place that only Ishakan himself had touched before.

“You said you didn’t want to come with me…” Ishakan said to Leah, who was frozen. “I’ll show you how to do it without me.”