CHAPTER 258: CHAPTER 258: PRIVACY

His movements were steady, his thumb rubbing her clit while his fingers explored inside her, looking for that special spot.

Her breath came in sharp, ragged pants.

Her beautiful breasts shook with every shiver that ran through her body. He could feel her getting closer, the tension coiling tightly within her.

He bent down again, taking her nipple in his mouth, sucking hard while his fingers moved in and out of her.

The combination was too much.

Her climax hit her hard, taking away her voice.

A quiet cry escaped her lips as her body arched off the sofa, her inner muscles tightening around his fingers in strong, rhythmic waves.

He supported her as she relaxed, softening his touch while the pleasure slowly faded, leaving her weak and shaking.

By the time the massage was over, Ivy could hardly walk, her eyes glared at Silas with accusation, and she gritted her teeth in anger.

"You..."

"What? I just helped you relax." Silas blinked his eyes with innocence, yet the flicker of amusement gave him away.

"You were not allowed to touch me! That was your punishment!" Ivy bared her imaginary fangs.

"Baby, a week has already passed. Now, I have repented enough!" Silas hugged Ivy’s soft body, scooped her, and moved toward the bathroom.

"I will wash myself on my own! Leave me!" Ivy failed, but Silas calmly carried her inside the bathroom, placed her on the cold floor, and dipped a towel in water.

Ivy pouted and was about to struggle when...

Pah!

Silas spanked her bottom and shook his head, "Don’t move."

"You! You spanked me!" Ivy pointed at Silas in exasperation as the cold towel started to slide from the curve of her breast to her waist and then finally to her hip.

"Yes, I did." Silas agreed while dutifully wiping off Ivy; he even lathered soap over her body. This time, though, his touch lacked the sensuality.

Even Ivy could feel it, but having just come undone, her body was hypersensitive, and even though she tried her best to hide her reaction, she could feel herself getting wet.

The worst part? She wasn’t wearing any underwear to hide her arousal. How can Silas, who was cleaning her body, not see it?

After becoming a superhuman, his senses had become heightened, and the moment he smelled the faint yet ethereal fragrance unique to Ivy, his eyes lit up.

The fragrance of the lavender soap spread through the bathroom, and Ivy kept her eyes closed in the hopes that as long as she didn’t see it... Silas wouldn’t point it out.

However, when she finally emerged from the bathroom, Silas was already carrying her. Her face was flushed, and her limbs were dangling due to how weak she was feeling.

Even Ivy felt ashamed. It was just two orgasms, and she was exhausted as if she had fought against 10,000 zombies on her own.

Seeing Silas’s glistening lips under the ceiling lights, Ivy looked away.

She had almost thought that he would let her off when he wiped off her body with a towel after cleaning her. But this guy... he had the audacity to hold her hips and knelt like a royal knight in front of a princess.

Only... instead of steadiness and loyalty, he was staring at her with desire and lust and even dipped his finger into...

Ivy refused to remember those moments because she could feel the heat in her body going south.

Instead, she started to think about serious methods.

"Ivy, once we return, and after I throw a big marriage ceremony, we will consummate our marriage." Silas’s deep, seductive voice, filled with lust, interrupted her thoughts.

Heat rushed to Ivy’s cheeks, and she was about to nod when she was suddenly reminded of the disgusting feeling of a cock entering her body.

In an instant, her face turned pale, and bile rose to her throat. She pushed away Silas and rushed to the water closet. The sound of her heavy footsteps against the wooden floor echoed in the empty silence.

Silas worried about her condition and followed behind. He saw Ivy leaning toward the toilet seat, dry heaving.

Without hesitation, he rushed to her side and patted her back soothingly.

Finally, when she stopped, he brought her back to the living room and fetched a cup of water for her.

Slowly, Ivy’s face gained some color, and she gave a weak smile.

"I just had a stomachache."

Behind that mask of weakness was a deep helplessness and desperation. Somewhere, Silas understood everything, but he smiled.

"It’s alright. With me around, I will make this stomachache go away."

Ivy smiled before her gaze lowered in a thoughtful expression. Even she didn’t know when her symptoms reappeared.

No... logically speaking, her body hadn’t experienced all those things yet, so how can she have this reaction?

Was it those memories... or was it the dream she had a few nights before that triggered this reaction?

Ivy didn’t know, but for some reason, she didn’t want Silas to know about her trauma. Sure, she had told him about her being r*ped, but what she didn’t tell was... the severe aftereffects.

It took the Nightbane family almost 2 years to cure her, and she had genuinely believed that all her trauma had been dealt with... but now...

Thud! Thud!

Ivy flinched at the loud bang of the door, and Silas narrowed his eyes in anger.

"Silas! Are you in? Is Ivy with you? We want to speak with her! Let her out." It was Ember’s bold voice, and Silas sighed in defeat.

He understood the siblings’ emotions. They have recently acknowledged Ivy and are protective of her. Maybe they want to spend more time with her and...

Silas watched in surprise as Ivy walked up to the door and opened it.

The next second her slightly tired voice sounded.

"I understand you all want to spend some time with me, but I would appreciate it if you could give us a bit of privacy sometimes."