Arabella rose to check her robe. Ferdinand followed suit. It showcased the treasures always hidden beneath his clothes.
’Right. This is indeed unfair. I can see his perfectly toned body but he cannot see mine.’
Arabella glanced at Ferdinand’s body one more ti and yes, he was hot indeed. She wasn’t so innocent anymore to not know the difference.
Just looking for a bit and she could tell his body was much harder compared to hers which was far softer.
’I think I really should do so exercises. I wouldn’t be able to keep up with Ferdinand’s stamina in my current state.’
Arabella was reminded that once they begin consummating, she would be too exhausted every ti while Ferdinand would be perfectly fine. She might not be able to satisfy him if she’s always low in stamina. As far as she could recall, he had quite the appetite.
She gazed at Ferdinand’s huge and muscular body. This body once used to tornt her with pleasure at night. He loved going on top of her and this body would sotis crush her with a bit of his weight after he releases.
’Right. During those tis, he always released inside. Was it because of the pressure of having to produce the next generation or because he truly wanted a child with ?’
[She’s checking out. She’s been staring. Does she like my body? Or does this kind of build scare her? Her forr lover was not this muscular though he also had a good build.]
Ferdinand wondered if having a body like his would turn her off. He doesn’t get how his body was a turn-on to most ladies. She once liked his body too.
In Eliora, you never know when war may co so most ladies prefer strong n who could protect the family.
Ferdinand’s build was exactly what many won wanted their spouses to have. Just looking at his shoulders and arms scread of his strength in battle.
Andrew on the other hand, may not have Ferdinand’s huge body but he was also good with the sword and other weapons. After all, military training was a requirent for n in royalty and all noble households.
Of course, as the Dark Emperor of Valeria, Ferdinand was hailed as the strongest in the entire continent.
In all the years Arabella lived with him in her previous life, Ferdinand never lost in a fight. Only that one ti with Icarus when his health was already degraded by the poison she had kept on adding to his als.
Arabella pursed her lips in guilt at the recollection.
[To make such an expression on her face, she hates the sight of my body that much?!] Ferdinand misunderstood.
[I shouldn’t have trained too much.]
Arabella learned from his thoughts that Ferdinand had nothing else to do but train every single day in boredom when he was first brought to Valeria. He was used to training since even as a dragon, all he did when he was young was to grow stronger in order to survive.
’He had a rough childhood?’ Arabella wanted to look into his eyes to see what his childhood was like but Ferdinand’s eyes were cast down.
"Does my body scare you that much? Does my body disgust you" Ferdinand asked in a depressed voice.
"No! Not at all. I like it. I like your body," Arabella quickly replied.
"You don’t have to force yourself to say things you don’t an. It’s fine even if you don’t like my body. But please don’t hate because of it," he cupped her face and he had a pleading look in his eyes. "Please don’t hate ."
[Every ti the thought crosses my mind... that she would hate or already does, my chest crumples in so much pain. All my life, I never sought soone’s approval and attention this much. Every ti I imagine a loathing look from her, it hurts so much. I’d rather get severely wounded in battle than see her despise .]
’What’s he thinking about? How could getting severely wounded be better? Geez. Is this because I hated him in our past life?’
"I don’t hate you," Arabella held his hand.
"I don’t dislike your body either. It doesn’t scare . I rather like that my husband has such a good build. It ans you are more than strong enough to protect and our future children," she tried to soothe him.
Ferdinand eyed her suspiciously. He still wondered if she was forcing herself to say all this.
’Geez. Why does he easily get depressed? Can’t he believe what I say?’
"See?" Arabella gently caressed his chest and abs for proof she wasn’t scared or disgusted. It was harder and sturdier than she thought.
’Had it always been this hard and warm? It’s been over two decades since the last ti I touched his bare body that I don’t rember everything in detail anymore.’
"I’m not scared nor disgusted at all," Arabella looked up to et his eyes and realized his ears were red and his face had a very surprised and embarrassed expression because she touched him.
"Oh, I’m sorry," she instantly took her hand off his body. But it was too late. Sothing bulged on the lower garnt he was wearing.
’How could I forget he’s so sensitive?!’
She peeked at his eyes again and this ti, Ferdinand looked like he would devour her then and there.
She couldn’t get away with just an apology now, could she?
"Arabella," Ferdinand said in a low husky voice that made her shiver. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close until her body was against his.
’Does he realize I could feel his arousal if he holds this close? Or was he doing this on purpose?’
But before she could even listen to whatever thoughts he had, his lips were on hers and one hand went to the back of her head.
"Mmph," Arabella tried to push him away. Maybe she could still make him calm down.
But Ferdinand’s focus was already on sothing else. His kisses were filled with desire and hunger. And he didn’t budge one bit.
’Is he saying I should take responsibility for making him like this? He won’t let get away with an apology?’
[Her hand was so soft and smooth. It felt good. I want her to touch more. But her body against mine covered in just thin layers of fabric feel so good too. She’s so soft. I can feel the pressure of her breasts as well. And her lips are heavenly. Her tongue is soft and wet. She tastes so addicting. I want more of her... More...]
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