Forever Destined to the Silver Shadow-Chapter 264: These are bigger than before.(*)

Celestia’s POV:

My heart almost stopped when I looked around. There was a four-poster bed with bright blue curtains in the center of the room. And I am alone here with the man I dreaded the most. This is like my biggest nightmare has come true!

His one arm never left my waist. And his alluring eyes were watching me in delight. "I missed you so much, my love," he whispered. "I am never letting you go again! I will hold on to you forever—"

"But I don’t want you," I cried.

I inhaled his pleasant lavender fragrance as he moved his lips near my ear and whispered, "You do need me, my love! And very soon, I am going to make you want me more and more and more...."

My whole body shivered as chills got down my bones. But I got my warmth back when his lips touched mine. Then he pushed me so close to him that I had no option except to cling on to him.

But I can’t do this with him! I promised my father that I would never let him touch me. Like a helpless rabbit, I tried to free myself from the grip of the ferocious lion—but in vain.

Just like his firm grip on my waist, his lips weren’t going easy on me either. They were kissing me more fiercely than ever. Occasionally he even sucked my lower lip and bit me gently.

I moaned in my throat and gave him multiple punches on his chest. But that was enough to stop him either. He acted as if my punches didn’t hurt him at all. Instead, he pulled me even closer, and his kiss got even more intense.

When his grip on my waist loosened up a little, I forcefully broke the kiss and took a step back from him. "Please don’t come near me," I said and kept on moving backward.

He just gave me a dimpled smile. He looked the same as he did a thousand years ago. The only change was with his hair; it was up to his shoulder-length now. Still, he looked handsome as ever.

"It is so cute of you to adore my looks, Celestia," he smiled. "And you are lovely too—"

When my back hit the edge of the table, I realized that there was no more room for me to move. I clutched the edge of the table as the gorgeous man stepped near me. My right wrist got warm as it was radiating the warmth from the candle that was burning near me on the table.

But when he got near me again, my whole body burned. He then held my chin up, and our gazes locked. "Your eyes are blue and seductive, just like they used to be," he said in a deep tone.

Then he traced his one finger over my lips and said, "No matter how many times I kiss you, I am not able to get enough of your ruby red lips. Why?"

I just blinked at him and moved my hand a little closer to the candle. The heat was almost burning my skin now, but I could care less about it. How am I going to save myself from this man?!

He then leaned down and kissed me again. Perhaps I can’t save myself today! And a part of me felt glad to be under his trap. My desires are strange! They are always very different from my objectives.

When his lips got fierce on me again, I moaned and struggled to inhale air. Suddenly, something hot dripped down on my hand. It must be the wax from the candle! While he was sucking my lips, I tried to cool my wax-stained wrist by placing my hand over the wooden table.

Since I wasn’t able to turn my neck, I didn’t know what I was doing. My hand tripped down the burning candle from its stick. It took me a while to realize that a little portion of my fabric caught fire from the fallen candle.

I just screamed as the fire slowly spread over the upper part of my gown. Theo broke the kiss—and he instinctively ripped off the upper part of my gown that was on fire. Soon the flames went off, but the skin over my midriff slightly got burned by the fire. It hurts!

The real dread filled my heart when I realized that I was semi-naked before him. I put one arm over my upper body and tried to conceal myself from his lusty stare. But my one arm was not enough to cover me.

"You are burned up, my love. Let me heal you," he said and moved my hand away from my body.

He then placed his hand over my midriff, and his lips chanted something in Demonic language. I didn’t know, which made me more anxious. The way his hand brushed my midriff or the Demonic words there were coming out of his mouth?!

But his hands did give me salvation. The burnt wounds healed up within a few seconds. Once he was done, he moved his hands a little upper where I had a minor burn. He moved his finger over my skin gently and sent me jitters. Along with that, he also healed me!

Now I was free of wounds. He doesn’t have to touch me anymore. He could take his hand away from my naked upper body—but he didn’t. With his lust-filled green eyes, he admired my curves without even blinking his eyes.

"Every part of you is lovely like always," he said and grabbed one of my breasts. While squeezing my breast as if they were some kind of fruit, he commented," And these are even bigger than they were before. I like this more than ever—"

I started to blush in embarrassment. Then I realized that he was actually right! My old breastplate didn’t fit me when I tried them on a few days ago. So I must have gotten bigger!