He grinned, then gently kissed her temple, but he had to relax his tactility, because Thea didn’t seem ready to accept him yet, despite the fact that she didn’t push him away.

- I won’t confuse the smell of your blood with anyone else. -Raphael replied with some reluctance, because the memories of those days were as unpleasant for him as for Thea. – If I only knew...

- If only... But it won’t change anything. – she snapped categorically. – You have caused pain and suffering to my friends and other people. How many people have you killed at all?

Raphael was silent, because he could not justify his actions towards Nicole or Simon, but it was only because they were dear to her.

- Many. Too many have died at my hands. But the truth won’t make you feel any better. – he had no desire to let her into all his affairs, but she seemed determined to get everything out of him that interested her. - So it scares you? Do you want to run away from me?

His words were fundamentally at odds with the actions of his hands. Thea understood that his words were absolutely true and there was no point in doubting them, and any adequate person would have been scared and tried to protect himself from such a psycho as Raphael sometimes was.

He was really capable of it, but the influence he had on her made her think that maybe there were reasons for everything or maybe she could change him. Again.

Her head was torn apart, on the one hand she wanted to punish him for all his actions, and on the other hand she was looking for excuses for all these actions and this was the case when a person chooses the wrong path.

- I am not afraid that you will hurt me, but I am afraid of your cruelty towards others. – she answered honestly. - Have you been like this before? You destroyed an entire kingdom, for what?

Her heart ached painfully, imagining how mercilessly he had slaughtered entire families who were defenseless and innocent.

- Didn’t Giselle stop you from killing her own people? Does your own wife have no influence on you? - her lips tightened, as she felt the pain of these people as her own, despite the fact that she had a dislike for the Adamanian princess, and now the queen of Abion.

- I didn’t ask her opinion. - Raphael replied coldly, as if he didn’t care about other people’s lives and that was something Thea couldn’t justify. – And she’s not my wife. The marriage was a sham.

Thea was taken aback and immediately turned to him, looking in his eyes and behavior for at least a hint of lies and her own doubts, but he was calm as river water and his eyes were clear, without a drop of lies.

- It’s impossible. - she shook her head. – I saw the wedding ceremony with my own eyes. I saw you and her kis ...

She paused, not wanting to say it out loud. It unpleasant her to remember her feelings when Raphael kissed Giselle in front of her, but she was also ashamed to admit that it hurt her.

- Kissed? – he finished her sentence easily and naturally, and she timidly nodded, looking away. - Did you see it as clearly as those birds on the ceiling that I conjured for you? Are you sure that everything your eyes see is true? I’d show you, but my wizardry doesn’t work here.

- Do you mean that your kiss was just an illusion? - She returned his gaze, but was still incredulous when he nodded. - I do not know if I can believe you...

As soon as she said the last word, his hand instantly appeared on the back of her head, tangled in soft blonde hair, pulling her to him and covering her lips with his.

He didn’t give her a chance to recoil, holding her tightly in his arms and reveling in these overwhelming emotions.

Intense sexual hunger burned in his hellish eyes as he devoured her lips, licking, biting and sucking them. Thirst, despair, fear of losing again. They shared it all together.

He only wanted to let her feel the passion that she had engendered in him, so that all her doubts, all her jealousy would lose their meaning at once. But he could not have imagined that his own despair had reached such a peak.

Thea suddenly became not just a girl he fell in love with, she became the meaning of his life. She brought him back from the state that was trying to plunge him into his own darkness.

She was his light, his sun.

In this kiss there was all their despair and pain from separation, pain from misunderstanding, from mistakes made.

Thea could feel his hands trembling, how he tried to be gentle with her, even though it didn’t quite work out, when he forcefully pushed her to the side, forcing her to press against the wall. But even in this movement, she felt the caution with which he touched her, not wanting to hurt her.

She hit him a little in the chest with her hand when she felt that she could no longer tolerate the lack of air and he recoiled for a second, noticing how she opened her small mouth to take a sip of air.

The tip of her scarlet tongue was visible from her parted mouth and this was something that Raphael could not cope with.

He did not give her enough to breathe and again attacked her mouth like a hungry beast, penetrating his tongue into this narrow gap between her sweet lips. His hot tongue wrapped around her tongue in greeting and he immediately sucked it, pulling a loud moan out of her mouth.

It was an involuntary signal to action and he grabbed her under the ass, and she immediately wrapped her legs around his waist, and her hands tangled in unruly black hair, without breaking the contact of their lips. Everything they had talked about before, everything they had not yet had time to talk about, did not matter at the moment.

His tongue was like molten fire dancing in her mouth, sending waves of flame all over her body, making her want more than a simple kiss. And although they still didn’t have sex, Rafael’s strained penis rubbing against her crotch with pressure, sent her direct signals that her desires were more than mutual and it was so acute that she couldn’t stop moaning.

She blushed at the thought that her underwear was already completely soaked, and in her head there were only vicious thoughts about how he caresses her clitoris with his hand. But she couldn’t say it out loud, because it was too shameful, and therefore she clung to him more tightly, in despair, receiving from him the desired thrusts that he himself could not restrain.

- Baby... - he whispered into her lips, drowning out the words with a kiss.

- Mmm... - Thea’s head was empty for conversations and all she was capable of was some kind of incoherent inarticulate speech. - Ah!

His fingers tightened on her buttocks and if it wasn’t for the presence of her pants, he was sure that there would have been traces of his fingers there for sure.

Primitive animal instincts awoke in him, wanting to grab her harder, squeeze, crumple and pinch. But the one who suffered the most was the one who was lower, who was in captivity of his own master, who walled him up in his trousers.

Raphael’s penis had already strained to such a state that it threatened to burst a little more if this tension was not removed. He rubbed harder and more desperately against the friendly crotch, literally making involuntary frictions, which Thea accepted with despair.

His gaze on her closed eyes was full of boundless care, love and desire. Finally, his little girl returned to his arms and he covered her lips with his again, kissing and pinching her lower lip between his teeth.

- Wai... Ah... - it was beyond Thea’s strength. – Wait... I beg... Raphael...

With great reluctance, he left a gap between their lips, which burned each other with hot, strained breath, but his groin was still firmly pressed into her, not giving her the opportunity to escape.

One of her hands slipped out of the lush man’s hair and gently lay on her slightly reddened and swollen lips so that he could no longer shut her mouth with a kiss.

- I’m still mad at you. - she rested her head on his shoulder and felt that he eased the pressure a little. – Besides, we’re in the master room, we can’t do it here.

Raphael’s rib cage was still heaving high as he caught his breath from the maddening kiss.

- So if we change the location, it will solve your dilemma? – he had already figured out a few places in his mind where they could retire.

- My God, no! - she slapped his chest lightly with her hand. - I’m just not sure I want to right now. Argh, no, of course I want this, but we can’t continue until all obstacles are removed between us and differences are settled.

Raphael stepped back a little, lowering her to the floor, but still keeping his hands on her waist.

- You sound like a real diplomat. - he chuckled.

- I am a princess after all, the daughter of a king. It’s in my veins.

Thea looked at Raphael and noticed that his gaze was literally on her lips and this again sent a stream of heat all over her body to the tips of her toes.

Shaking her head, she created a distance between them with her hand, but immediately this distance was broken by a blatant invasion and another greedy kiss that fell on her lips.

- Only this time, Princess... - he whispered against her lips. – Next time, I’ll finish what we started today. I won’t let you escape.

Responding to his kiss with full dedication, she whispered "let’s hope" into his lips, which earned him a sincere smile.