Mine: His Caged Princess
Chapter 39

FLASHBACK

“Wild, k**s me,” Tiara whispered while he was on the way to her room.

“With pleasure, Princess.” She hated that title, but she didn’t know that if she asked him to stop, he would tease her even more. Wylder looked into her eyes for a while to see how beautiful they were, but at the same time, he didn’t miss how scared she was with the attention he was giving her.

“You’re going forever.” She muttered before slamming her lips against his. A delicious flavor of noodles came into her mouth. If not, she could eat him, and she could bet that she wouldn’t gain weight after eating him. Her hands ran through his soft hair, and her finger grabbed his hair in her fist, pulling it a little.

He kissed her back with passion, moving his lips in sync. He might be a virgin, but he had kissed his fated mate in the beginning days. His hands moved to her a*s and gripped it tightly, as he wasn’t planning to let it go. He had a longing to hold it, and now that he finally had it in his hands, he couldn’t believe it. He hated that she wasn’t naked.

He grabbed her tiny piece of underwear and tore it. She gasped when she realized he had torn her pants as the cold air brushed against her core. But she couldn’t complain at that moment, as finding this as an opportunity, he slipped his tongue into her mouth, exploring every corner of it.

She whimpered in pain when her back slammed against the wall. She started moving her naked h**s, gridding her front into his tent. A m**n escaped her as she went to grab oxygen for their lungs. While Tiara took a deep breath, Wylder kissed her perfect jawline, her neck, and her shoulder. He so much wanted to leave Hickey because of her beautiful and soft skin, but he couldn’t as she had a shoot in the morning, and moreover, they didn’t decide whether this was allowed or not. He sucked her skin without using his teeth.

‘I wish Red would have been here.’ Night muttered sadly. The only way to bring her out was to call Tiara, but he wasn’t allowed to do that. So, he stayed behind in his mind, watching all this, because he didn’t want to hurt Tiara in case he lost control.

“Wylder..” She m****d her name in pleasure. Damn! His full name sounded great on her lips. Not that he was complaining about the nickname that she had given her. Only she was the one who called him by that name. “Let’s go to bed.” She whispered.

Massaging her a*s, he kissed her again before walking toward the bed, holding her in his arms. He put her down on the floor before throwing her on the bed and pulling her nightgown out of her body instead of tearing it.

“F**k!” Wylder cursed under his breath.

He was so consumed by her legs, her words, her lips, and everything about her that he didn’t realize that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her nightdress. At that moment, she was standing naked in front of him.

“Do you like it?” Tiara asked him even though she already knew the answer by observing his eyes. She was sleeping with someone else for the first time since Theodore. She couldn’t help but wonder whether she was cheating on him.

“You’re confused, Ara. Let’s stop this.” Wylder spoke in a low tone. He didn’t want to take advantage of her, not when she didn’t look in her right mind.

“There’s no need to smell my emotions, Wylder. At least not at this moment. I don’t want a friend at this moment.” Tiara snapped, not liking the fact that he could read her so easily. Was she that obvious? “And if you’re leaving now, then you’re free to leave forever because I’m going downstairs and grabbing the first man I see to have s*x with me.”

Wylder growled at her, saying she was speaking rubbish, and pushed her onto the bed.

“Mine! Mine! Mine!” Night started growling in his head in anger.

“Do you get possessive, silver hair?” She asked with a giggle while watching his eye change color. She grabbed her boobs in her hands and squeezed them, enjoying her own touch. She loved her figure a lot; after all, she had worked hard for it.

She watched Wylder unbutton his shirt and watch her keenly without removing his eyes from her.

Well, how did she know about it? That was because she was studying his figure too. Wylder wasn’t someone who liked showing off his body, so most of the time, he kept his treasure hidden inside his t-shirt or shirt. Her eyes dipped to his Adam’s apple as he swallowed every time she squeezed her breasts, biting her lips.

“My turn now.” He commanded, putting his knee on the bed and forcing her legs open as he leaned toward her. “Enough teasing me, Princess,” he growled at her in a low tone and grabbed her hand, only to pin it above her head.

“You haven’t opened your pants,” Tiara whispered, hoping to see his manhood. But instead of any reply, she was kissed hungrily by him. She kissed him back, returning the same passion and struggling to get her hand free from his hold so that she could make it useful, but it didn’t happen anytime soon.

She m****d, enjoying his touch. She whimpered when he bit her lips a little harder. She moved her body against the bed, raising her h**s up and down. She wanted him inside her, but he was teasing him in the worst way possible.

Soon, he let go of her hand, and the moment he did that, her hand traveled to his belt. She started unbuckling it as soon as possible.