Return Of The Heiress For Revenge - Chapter 326

Chapter 326: Without Pain!

Stunned words did not do justice with Alric. As if someone had pressed a pause button and he could not think anymore.

He stared at Nora as if he was watching her for the first time. Yet his heart raced. His body started to develop a mind on his own and before he knew it, he leaned to kiss her.

The kiss was hungry and sloppy. He wanted to devour her at once. He bit her lips hard and started to lick the wound he had created. Alric’s kiss was raw and demanding, as though he was trying to claim every part of her at that moment. Nora gasped at the intensity, her hands instinctively gripping his damp shoulders. His touch was fire, igniting every nerve in her body as he deepened the kiss, his lips pressing hers harder, hungrier.

“Alric…” she murmured against his lips, her voice trembling, but not with fear.

His hands roamed to her waist, pulling her closer, leaving no space between them. The weight of his emotions—desire, frustration, and a need he could no longer suppress—poured into every movement. He paused for a fraction of a second, his forehead pressed against hers as they both caught their breath.

“You don’t know what you’re doing to me,” he rasped, his voice thick with restraint.

“Maybe I do,” Nora replied, her voice soft but steady. Her eyes locked with his, filled with a mixture of defiance and vulnerability.

Alric froze for a moment, searching her face for hesitation, for a sign to stop. But all he saw was determination. It was maddening, intoxicating. His hand slid up to cradle her face, his thumb brushing her cheek as his lips descended to hers again, this time slower, more deliberate.

As the kiss deepened, the tension between them shifted. Nora felt a sense of control even as she surrendered to the intensity of the moment. Alric’s hand moved to the small of her back, holding her like she was the only thing anchoring him to reality.

When they finally broke apart, their breaths mingled in the charged silence.

“This… this is dangerous,” Alric muttered, his voice hoarse, though his grip on her didn’t loosen.

“Then maybe it’s worth it,” Nora replied, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

her hands reached for his towel. He held them tightly while looking into her eyes. when she did not see hesitation or fear, he let them go. Slowly, his grip loosened. His breathing was heavier now, his chest rising and falling as if trying to keep his composure. He let her hands go, his body tensing in anticipation, his dark eyes never leaving hers.

Nora’s lips curled into the faintest of smiles

She reached forward, her fingers brushing against the edge of the towel. She pulled it free, the fabric slipping to the floor in a single, deliberate motion. Her hand hovered briefly, her breath catching as she took in the raw power of the man before her. Her fingers grazed his skin lightly, testing her touch igniting a fire in both of them that was impossible to ignore.

“Nora…” Alric’s voice was low, strained, a warning, but there was no force behind it. It was as though he was waging a battle within himself, one he wasn’t sure he wanted to win.

“I told you,” she murmured softly, meeting his gaze with quiet intensity. “I’m here because I choose to be.”

Without dragging the moment, her hands gripped around his erection. His breath hitched and he bit his lips hard to control himself. How he wanted to throw her on the bed and kiss her senselessly. How he wanted to ride her and not stop even if she begged him to. How he wanted all of her.

He watched her as her hands slowly moved, jerking with sloppy actions. Her confidence seemed to waver as she did not know how to continue.

moment. When her movements faltered, his hand gently wrapped around hers, guiding her.

“Like this,” he murmured, his voice low and thick with restrained desire. His touch was firm but patient, showing her what to do.

Nora nodded, her eyes fixed on him with a mixture of curiosity and determination. There was something almost innocent in the way she observed his reactions, as if she were discovering a new side of him she hadn’t known existed. Her brows furrowed in concentration, and Alric couldn’t help the soft chuckle that escaped his lips.

“What?” she asked, her cheeks flushed but her voice steady.

“You look… too serious,” he said, his voice tinged with amusement despite the fire raging within him. “Like you’re studying for an exam.”

Her lips twitched, a small smile breaking through her focused expression. “Well, I am trying to get it right.”

Alric groaned, his head falling back slightly as he fought to maintain control. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“And yet, here you are,” she shot back, her voice gaining a playful edge.

His gaze snapped back to her, the smirk on her lips making his chest tighten. She had a way of disarming him, of breaking through his carefully built walls with nothing more than a look or a word. It was maddening and intoxicating all at once.

Alric leaned in closer, his forehead brushing against hers. “You’re going to be the death of me, Nora,” he whispered, his voice a mix of exasperation and raw affection.

“Then I guess we’re even,” she replied softly, her eyes shining with something deeper than the heat of the moment.

She added more pressure and did it with force. Experimenting with the force until his breath started to quicken. His face was covered in cold sweat and he stiffened suddenly.

She knew it was coming so she added a bit more pressure and then he exploded in her hands.

Alric’s breath became ragged, his hands gripping the edge of the bed as though he were trying to hold onto something stable. His face was flushed, his brow damp with cold sweat, and for a brief moment, she saw him as more than just a man of control and power. He was vulnerable, exposed, and it both fascinated and terrified her.

Her touch was firm, but she could sense his growing urgency, the way his entire body seemed to brace for something. She watched him closely, noting the sharp intake of his breath, the subtle tension that ran through his body.

his breath hitched, his body stiffening as the tension in the room reached its peak. His eyes met hers one final time, filled with a storm of emotions. His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, and for a long, suspended moment, neither of them moved.

“Are you sure about this?” His voice was rough, his hands reaching for hers, his grip gentle but urgent, as if trying to bring her closer, to anchor himself to reality.

Nora’s response was simple, but it carried the weight of everything that had led them here. “Yes,”

And he let him go and exploded under her hands. She watched him with utter fascination as he closed his eyes and leaned to kiss her again. She had never known that pleasing a man could be this simple, this rewarding and come without pain!