Married To The Last Ice Dragon-Chapter 181: Demonic state

His thumbs wiped her tears as soon as they came into contact with his cupped hands on her face. They were hot, which bothered him a little because he had no idea he had hurt her so badly. He kissed her passionately, thinking about her words, which kept repeating in his head.

Yes, he kept many secrets, but it was for her own good due to the ulterior motives of his dark and demonic state. He only wanted to keep her safe and not to harm her. Even though his dark state’s eternal frozen heart was melting and he was developing feelings for Sage, he would do the necessary, which was to kill Sage and take her life force, because his demonic state existed. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Cyrus blew his cold breath into Sage’s mouth until she caught in a daze, allowing a slow erotic moan to erupt from her throat, causing his eyes to fly open and them to transform into their silver reptile-like form.

Her moan alone aroused him, and his member began to twitch incessantly.

"Cyrus," Sage called out through the kiss.

"Sage, do not be mad at me." Cyrus broke the kiss, staring at her emerald eyes, which were twinkling with tears, while ignoring his raging member. He smiled at her, wiped his tears away with his hands, and planted a kiss on her brow. "Sage, never forget that I love you." He said clearly and huskily.

Sage closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, relaxed. But suddenly, the memory of Cyrus controlling her to stab him in the chest flashed through her mind, and she gasped, hugging him tightly.

He could sense her reluctance to let him go, and he saw the vivid memory that flashed through her mind.

"Tell me." She sighed and rested her head on his chest.

Cyrus smiled and placed his hand on her head, slowly digging his fingers into her silky red hair. He had no choice but to ignore his hardened dick at this point.

Sage smiled as she noticed his aroused limb. ’Your punishment begins now, Cyrus Dragos,’ she thought, and Cyrus, who heard her clearly, swallowed hard.

Sage drew away from the hug, a mischievous grin on her face. "Shall we get ready for the night?" She inquired.

"By taking a bath together?" Cyrus inquired, hopeful.

"No." Sage walked away into the bathing room, a mischievous smile on her lips, crashing Cyrus’ hope like it was her worst enemy.

’Let me take control,’ his dark state said to himself.

’And then what?’ Cyrus asked, growling.

’You are behaving like a saint, and it disgusts me.’ His dark state grumbled.

’I am behaving like a husband. You should be aware of this because you are married to her.’ Cyrus said this with a deep hiss.

’She prefers me,’ His dark state said with pride.

’Even I know it is a big lie. She prefers the cold white knight,’ snarled his demonic state.

"Get the hell out!" Cyrus snarled outside his mind, fully aware that Sage was hearing everything.

"Gods, please kill me." He groaned in frustration rubbing his hand on his face.

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Sage was on top of Cyrus on the bed, her head resting on his chest, and he was playing with her hair.

Cyrus inhaled sharply feeling his dick get even harder having Sage laying on top of him. Her abdomen was resting on his hard surface but she didn’t seem bothered. She wasn’t even aware of the torture she was inflicting on him.

They were ready to go to bed after changing into their nightwears, but he had some explaining to do first.

"I wasn’t born with my demonic state." Cyrus started.

"Oh?" Sage was taken aback.

"My dark state is an emotionless shield created by my guardian beasts, mostly Snowflake. I was isolated and tortured as a child, and my dark state took all those pains like the shield he was, but when I died and went to hell, Ashton gave me his blood, which created my demonic state, to save me from being tortured by the ruthless demons. A state of great evil, devoid of conscience, and a hundred times worse than my dark state. I was approved to continue living by the devil himself because of the blood of the second prince of the devil, which is also the blood of the devil that ran through my veins, and I remained in my demonic state for two years feeding on blood, fear, and hatred..." Cyrus paused, attempting to avoid replaying those memories in his mind. They weren’t about Sage, so she wouldn’t be able to see his memories, but he didn’t want to remember.

"Go on." Sage whispered soothingly to put him at ease before raising her head and looking at him.

Cyrus felt better as soon as their eyes met, and she nodded slowly before resting her head on his chest.

"As I continued, the portal elves threatened to lock me up in the prison realm, but I was quick to return to my normal state, sealing in my demonic state, which seemed to have an effect on Snow." Sage furrowed her brow as Cyrus continued.

"Does that mean he has his own demonic state as well?"

"Yes."

"Oh.."

"I wiped out half of Antica’s fire dragons, and to stop me, Regan and Penelope got involved, which resulted in their banishment because the shadow dragons have never liked to associate themselves with the other dragons..."

"Are they siblings?" Cyrus’ words were cut off by Sage, who was shocked.

"Lovers... Well, betrothed." Cyrus responded casually.

"This is incredible!" Sage exclaimed, reaching for Cyrus’ shirt.

Cyrus smiled, enjoying the fact that she was actually enjoying his story as if it were a play.

"Anyways, my demonic state has been sealed ever since but he was always released anytime I was in my dark state because that was the state I was when I received Ashton’s blood. Now that my soul has been shattered, we are all out, and switching is simple, with the exception of I and my dark state’s pain in the heart when switching." Sage raised her head, staring at Cyrus’ face, as Cyrus finished with a deep sigh.

"And I thought your dark state was the heartless one. But he isn’t heartless... he is hurt... he has feelings." Sage said it slowly and with a smile.

’Someone should tell her that only she can notice those emotions,’ his dark state said in his head, and Sage, hearing him, giggled but then became solemn, catching Cyrus’ attention.

"Is your demonic state the one who is going to kill me?" Cyrus was taken aback when she asked.

He sighed deeply and chewed his lower lip. "Even though my dark and demonic states are, shall we say, devious, I am still the one." Cyrus spoke hesitantly, not taking his gaze away from those curious eyes.

"Cyrus?" Sage asked in hushed tones for him to respond.

He immediately found his voice and said it, his reptile eyes dangerously sharpening. "I am still the one who will kill you, Sage."