The Mind-Reading Mate: Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me?!-Chapter 170: The Cursed Pebble [M]

He touched her sensitive bean first, gently rubbing the side of it, almost like he was doing it on purpose, just to frustrate her.

"Does it feel good?" Edmund repeated his question. "How can I keep going if you won’t answer me?"

She honestly didn’t understand why her husband was suddenly acting so persistent like this.

Normally, he only spoke when necessary, asking if she was in pain or telling her not to worry about anything.

But right now ... he wasn’t just asking because he wanted to know. He was teasing her, asserting his dominance, and making her feel completely powerless beneath him.

That didn’t sound like Edmund at all.

Maybe the chocolate had awakened something inside him, like his beast side. Maybe it had pushed his desire to the edge, and to satisfy it, he needed to take full control of his mate.

Even if it scared her a little, Primrose couldn’t deny it, her husband looked incredibly hot.

It was like she was cheating on Edmund ... with another version of Edmund.

Did that even make sense?

Primrose nodded slowly. "It feels ... good."

Edmund hummed in response. "How about this?"

He flicked her sensitive bean, sending a sharp wave of pleasure through her. Primrose threw her head back and moaned loudly as he started rubbing her clitoris directly.

The combination of the chocolate’s effect and the slick texture of the oil made every part of her body feel overwhelmingly sensitive.

She whimpered as he continued to play with her clit, one of the most sensitive places on her body.

"Edmund ... Edmund, you’re—too fast ... ahh!"

Her legs trembled, and her hips lifted off the bed slightly as her orgasm crashed into her.

Edmund held her chin, tilting her head so she would look into the mirror, so she could see what her body looked like in that moment.

Her core twitched over and over again, releasing clear liquid that dripped down onto the mat beneath them.

"You’re amazing," Edmund whispered as he kissed her cheek, trying to soothe her. "Are you tired yet?"

Before she could even answer, he kissed her lips again, sharing his magical saliva with her, instantly refilling her energy and calming her heart.

"I’m fine ..." Primrose whispered breathlessly.

He might have been more dominant than usual tonight, but his kindness never left.

After all, Edmund had always been an expert at making her feel both safe and adored.

"Then ..." Edmund said with a small smile, "we can try the pebble now. According to the book, it can make you come in under five minutes."

Primrose stared at him, wide-eyed.

What the hell ...

That thing could only vibrate, so how in the world was it supposed to make her reach orgasm that fast?

"Is that ... a normal time?" Primrose asked, still unsure.

Edmund nodded. "Since you’ve had the chocolate ... it might be even faster."

Now Primrose was getting a little nervous. "Can we... not try it?" she asked in a small voice.

"Are you sure?" Edmund held the pebble up close to her face, letting her see how it trembled intensely the moment it touched skin.

Primrose swallowed hard. A part of her didn’t want to try it, but another part was curious ... curious to see if what the book claimed was true.

"Maybe ... maybe just once," she whispered.

Edmund smiled. "That’s a good choice."

Wait—did he just smile like that?

Sure, Edmund had smiled plenty of times since he’d become more expressive, especially when he was happy. But this smile?

It wasn’t his usual sweet, puppy-like smile.

No.

This one had a teasing, wicked side. The kind of smile she’d never seen on him before.

Apparently, the chocolate had awakened a demon inside him.

Primrose wasn’t able to think about it for long, because Edmund startled her by suddenly pressing the pebble directly against her clitoris. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

It was only for a few seconds, but the vibration sent an overwhelming rush of pleasure shooting through her.

Her whole body jumped from the sudden rush. She tried to pull away on instinct, but Edmund quickly wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"It’s alright. It won’t hurt you," he whispered calmly.

His voice helped settle her nerves, but only for a moment.

Because the second he pressed it there again, all that calm disappeared.

Her whole body jolted in pleasure. She arched her back, gasping, instinctively trying to move her hips away, but Edmund kept the pebble right where it was, holding her gently but firmly in place.

"I-It feels so weird," Primrose whimpered, her voice trembled. "I can’t ... I can’t hold it in."

The vibration started soft, then pulsed deeper, sending shockwaves through her body.

Her legs trembled, and her fingers clung tightly to his arms.

"E-Edmund, I—" she gasped, her breath hitching as another wave crashed through her. "It’s ... too much ..."

It hadn’t even been two minutes, and she already felt like she was right on the edge.

"You’re doing so well," he whispered, his tone steady and comforting. He slightly adjusted the angle, and the sensation intensified.

Moans spilled from her lips as she clung to him, the rest of the world disappearing, leaving only his touch, the pebble’s vibration, and the heat flooding her body.

"Ahhh!"

Her whole body shook in pleasure. Her feet stomped against the bed, like she was trying to find something solid to ground herself.

Edmund pulled the pebble away, just for a moment, letting her ride the wave of pleasure.

But when she started to calm down, he placed it on her clit again. This time, pressing down a little more firmly.

"Nghh ... ahhh ..."

Not even a full minute later, her body convulsed again.

Her honeypot twitched hard before suddenly releasing a fountain of clear liquid.

She bit into Edmund’s arm, trying to muffle the sound of her moan. Only then did he finally let go of her legs, allowing Primrose to close them tightly.

"I didn’t expect it to make you feel that good," Edmund said with a soft chuckle. "You’re amazing, my wife."

Primrose, flustered and overwhelmed, covered her face and turned to him, hitting his chest with small, embarrassed punches. "I said once! You did it twice!"

Edmund smiled. "But didn’t it feel good?"

Primrose pouted and looked away. "... It did."

"Then I don’t see a problem."

"Stop laughing at me!" she grumbled, hitting him again. But her hit was nothing to him.

She was so embarrassed, her voice trembled, and a soft sob escaped her lips.

But instead of teasing her more, Edmund gently pulled her hands away and kissed the corners of her eyes.

"I won’t laugh... if you stop being this adorable."

"I’m not!" she huffed.

She tried to push his face away, but the moment he kissed her palms, all her frustration melted.

It wasn’t fair.

He needed to choose, was he going to be hot ... or sweet?

Because if he kept being both like this ...

Her heart, and her body would never get a break.