Married To The Last Ice Dragon-Chapter 182: Punish me

Sage stared at him solemnly, and the room was so quiet that not even the crackling fire could be heard. He immediately closed his eyes, his face squeezing in agony, as she titled her head to the side and pushed herself up, her stomach gracing his hard covered dick.

"You will not." She blurted out, and his eyes shot open, meeting his cute confident face.

’He will, arrogant parrot,’ said his dark state solemnly.

"I will do it," his demonic state tsked. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Ignore them." Cyrus sighed and told him.

She gave a nod. "I know."

’Is that so?!’ His dark state was offended, and his voice was filled with jealousy.

’Oh, shut up!’ Cyrus snarled.

Sage smiled, finding the situation strange, but then Cyrus groaned as if tortured, which he was, and said Sage, referring to her statement. "You will not."

"Yo..you keep saying that." Due to his discomfort, his voice was strained.

"That is because you are not going to kill me." She said it again, pushing her body up and down her stomach on his covered dick, which had hardened even more, causing his lips to part as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

’Fuck Sage, what kind of punishment is this?’ he groaned loudly in his thoughts.

Sage smiled, enjoying teasing him, but soon felt a sharp pain in her neck. Her eyes widened turning into their fiery red form.

"Cyrus!" She yelled out of breath and grabbed his shirt.

"What?" Cyrus was perplexed and watched as she pushed her hair away from her neck, exposing the bite mark.

"It stings." She whimpered and closed her eyes. It was glowing fiery red, but then it turned ice blue.

"What?" He asked, his eyebrows raised in perplexity, why he wasn’t in pain. "I..." he paused his words as he slowly placed his fingers on the extremely hot bite mark.

His touch relieved the pain, but the hotness Cyrus felt entered his body as if blown in by the wind, causing him to gasp shakily.

Sage was in for the shock of her life when she noticed his eyes flash with fire.

"Cyrus?!" When he suddenly closed his eyes and threw his head back, groaning deeply, she called out in surprise.

"godamnit!" He cursed, his voice extremely husky and seductive.

’Could this be happening because of the soulbond?’ she inquired of Cyrus through their mind link.

’Yes, but most importantly, my sexy parrot, I can no longer bear this torture.’ Sage was holding her breath as he spoke breathtakingly seductively through the mind link.

Sage bit her lower lips to prevent a smile from forming on her lips. She wanted him as badly as he wanted him ever since she noticed his hardness, but all she wanted to do was punish him while pretending to be at ease. She was relieved that she had been able to conceal her desire, but she couldn’t do so any longer, especially since it appeared that the desire to mate had returned.

Cyrus opened his eyes, which had returned to their ice blue form, and raised his head, leaning his face close to hers.

’I want you to take me to the clouds,’ she said through the mind link, and Cyrus smirked, finding the way she bit her lip at the time intensely seductive.

"I can do it in two ways, my love," he hissed, his lips twitching.

Sage burst out laughing. "Do it the first way, then, because I am well aware that you can literally take me to the clouds." She whispered sensually and kissed his lips softly with a flowery kiss.

"So there will be no more punishment?" Cyrus inquired, his eyes filled with hope and desire.

"The punishment remains, my love," Sage whispered against his lips as she slowly kissed him.

Cyrus was perplexed. Did the punishment not include a prohibition on sex?

Sage giggled against his lips, and his self-control snapped at that moment. He grabbed her arms and flipped her to the bed, and she burst out laughing as her back met the bed and he hovered over her.

Her heart melted as she saw the hunger in his eyes.

"I have always wanted to know how your mind works, but it turns out that I can only know what you think of me and how you feel about me." Sage whispered, her face as red as her hair, which Cyrus found delicious.

"What am I thinking?" With a deep hiss, Cyrus inquired.

"You really want to eat me." Sage responded quickly. His gaze was already devouring her.

"Good." Cyrus growled with a deep sensual chuckle.

He stood up, let go of her hand, and grabbed both wrists, pinning them to the bed. Sage’s teeth caught the dangling rope of his shirt, and he quickly released her hands, pulling the rope from her mouth.

"No, no, no, parrot," He poked her nose and chuckled.

She slapped his hand away and sat herself down, her hands balanced on the bed, while he had her caged between his arms, his face close to hers.

"Please help me in taking my clothes off." She told him calmly.

"I prefer to rip them." Cyrus hissed and untied the ropes on his shirt, then removed it and handed it to Sage, who wrapped it around his neck and pulled it by the sides, his face close to hers.

"Cyrus," she called, smiling.

"Hmm?"

"Why are you taking things slow?" She asked and pulled the shirt again relaxing her forehead against his.

"Don’t you want me to take things slowly?" He asked, placing his hand on her covered stomach, then up to her covered breasts.

"No," Sage replied immediately.

"Well, Sage parrot Dragos, I need you to do something." Sage squinted her eyes in wonder as he abruptly said.

"And what is that Cyrus Dragos?" She asked, moving her head side to side.

He suddenly pinched her breasts, causing her to freeze and gasp in shock, staring at him.

"I want you to punish me."