Chapter 34: Chapter 34

Venus, the goddess of love and beauty shone as an evening star over the mortal realm, and the entire arena was stained with darkness, tents were set and Layla was escorted by her husband to one of the carven. It was a place like this previously when she had an argument with her father over marrying Icarus, it was here he raised his hand at her.

"Are you cold?" Layla seemed to have not heard Icarus and stared blankly at the ground, only when her thick fur cloak was taken off her bare shoulders did she raise up her head and stare at the golden irises that were gazing at her lovingly.

"I don't want to forgive them."

"Then don't." Warm liquid was poured down her bare shoulders and massaged with rough palms as they left burning touches, Layla did not even realize that she was freezing cold and her muscles so stiff as she thought about hateful things until the gentle fingers dug into her flesh and slow circles were rubbed.

A dark euphonic voice thrummed behind her back as a hypnotic symphony with his lips touching her ear.

"If you dislike it...just kill them, I will take the responsibility." Icarus sat and pulled Layla over his lap as his fingers clutched her waist, staining her pure white dress with the aromatic oil.

"Y-You can't be serious, I cannot kill people like that-" A gasp escaped plump pink lips when the dangerous man bowed and popped open one of the buttons over her chest with his teeth, followed by others,

"And who can stop my empress from doing so? Just dying from your hands is an honor." Layla wasn't too certain if Icarus was seducing her or if he intended to calm her down from stress but she wasn't calm at all, when his fingers touched the valley of her breasts she had to bite her lips so as to not moan loudly. There were scars on his hand thus it wasn't in the slightest smooth and in comparison the creamy soft skin was so soft, Icarus could not stop himself from dipping his head and lewdly licking her over.

"You are so beautiful baby, can you please let me take off your clothes? I really wish to bend you over and fuck you princess."

So dirty.

Layla trembled when he looked at her intently, almost staring at her soul and seeking a 'yes' from her side. Would he make her say it? Say those lewd things.

"Or do you want me to raise those pretty thighs over my shoulder and eat your-"

"Yes! Yes, I will do whatever you said previously!" Layla as shy as a tomato almost died with embarrassment, she remembered when he did it in the imperial bath and how exposed did she felt. She was so shy and flushed at the moment that the pink irises dared not meet the golden ones who watched her like a hawk.

"Aww my pretty princess wants her flower to be taken, don't cry love, I will not make you wait.." Icarus encased Layla in his hold and his lips molded with hers with passionate vigor. The female did not even realize that she had cried a little with frustration, he said such things and touched her all over, she felt so hot and bothered and disliked being not directly pleasured where she needed him the most..it was so shameful.

Moist tongue entered her mouth and gently clashed with her own as a ripping sound ensued making Layla gasp as her dress was torn from in between and was discarded on the floor. Still, before she could say anything, the back of her head was held and she was again kissed without any abandon making her whimper.

"You taste so damn sweet." the serene sweet moan might have flared the male's carnal desires further. Thus Layla was undressed with such aggressive movements, Icarus could barely control himself as he saw those wide pink irises looking up at him so expressively. She was naked before him, covering the pink nubs of her breasts so shyly, not knowing that it further enhanced her charm.

He could feel her flower weeping nectar on his thighs and the pearl between it was visible as she slowly rocked herself back and forth on his thigh, she watched him with hazy delirious eyes as she sought pleasure at his expense, those dainty arms that covered her modesty slowly moved away and those pink nubs with her full breasts were visible-

"Layla" Icarus choked out her name with animalistic carnal desire as his palms encased her waist to stop her from moving, golden irises shut tightly and he breathed deeply gritting his teeth.

"Tell me something about yourself, something that would help me calm down or I would not be able to control myself, I would take you roughly but it's your first time-" It was his first too but he did not feel the need to speak it. The desire in him had exceeded what was considered normal and he might as well bend her over the bed and roughly fuck her from behind if this continued.

When Icarus bent his head and bit Layla's neck, sinking his teeth into her flesh, it was almost a warning that he was losing all control thus the female stuttered to help him out.

"I-I remember my father once mentioned my mother, w-well he said she was a feeble, weak, and kind woman but did not have it her to rule the duchy, because of her weakness she could not k-keep up and passed away, that day he had looked at me with some mixed emotions in his eyes and said that it was I who resembled her more than any of his other children.

He told me to know that he was the Duke and I, a person who did not have any abilities, worthless without his support so I should keep my.... worth.

I dislike it, even abhor to visit that place but I will not cower. He wishes for me to forget everything and forgive him.

I won't." She did not know what to say when he asked her thus she sprouted whatever nonsense was going on in her mind earlier.

"Worthless? Oh, baby, you are the most deserving one. Duke Everdale, that bas-.idiot..... he runs after honor right...let me just show him things of honor." The dainty wrist of the princess was taken and kissed gently before Icarus got up and took Layla to his bed, he must make her forget everything, tire her out so all she could do was to think of him. Anger and lust intermingled with his love and today he wished to teach his little dove a lesson.

If earlier he was just maddened by how pretty his wife was, now it was like he also felt like she was so innocent and naïve for he must have long poisoned that family, he must love her thoroughly tonight and for all nights to come but he must also punish her for enduring what she did not like.

Before Layla could speak anymore her eyesight was bound with a blindfold and gentle kisses were left on her stomach as rough hands fondled with her breasts, fingers pinched her nubs making her mewl and wither in need.

"Come little bird, cry for me tonight."

A whimper escaped past her lips when the masculine finger touched the pearl between her legs and probed her entrance, Layla moaned when a finger gently entered her but soon it was replaced by something that was not easy for her to take.

"Ah! I-Icarus!"

"Don't ever let anyone make you cry in future, the only place you are allowed to weep is when you are taking my cock." When the male entered her an inch more there was whimper from the female beneath him who dug her nails in his arms and drew blood.

Layla did not know why did it feel so uncomfortable and yet she was engulfing the thing inside her so greedily, it was as if she fit with him and had long wanted it. Beads of sweat dropped on her body from the male above her who controlled his strength and waited for her to adjust yet she did not know why her fingers sought his cock and force it inside all the way.

Intermingling moans followed by manly curses echoed and the male moved gently at first. He was just too much, Layla did not know earlier if she would want him his like this, so wantonly and it made her cry in shame.

"Baby" He kissed her lovingly but the gentle movements soon changed to a little slow and rough making Layla cry out and the entire night she was left panting and moaning so much so to be almost rendered without voice the next day.

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The carriage with insignia of the royal family opened making Damien's heart beat erratically, Layla was back.

It was just that he never expected that the dangerous emperor whom he hated would emerge with Layla in his hold who was not even aware that they had reached the ducal house for she was sleeping soundly with her hands around his neck.

If one was to think clearly it was almost as if Icarus had kept Layla awake the entire night so as to tire her out to this extent. Whenever she had slowly descended to the sleeping realm he had pushed inside her and made love to her innumerable times with slow movements that at the end it made her wide awake with tears dripping down her cheeks. Her thighs were coated with his semen but she did not even had the energy to get up and wash herself.

After morning came she was finally allowed to take a nap and slept through the process of bathing and getting dressed.

"Welcome your highness the Emperor, welcome your majesty the empress of Ardos-"Servants looked at the female who had two funnily made small braids along with a dress that looked like she was taking a walk in her garden rather then visiting the ducal house, it was just that she was asleep so none could ask.

"Her hair-"

"What? I made it, do you have a problem with my empress's hair?"

"N-No your majesty, I apologize."

While Damien and Leon were so angry as to be rendered speechless, a woman with hair similar to Layla was decorated like a doll, adornments that even the imperial princess of Avesta had to think twice before wearing, embellished her body. She was dressed so extravagantly so to appear more beautiful than Layla yet she did not know what to compare when it was as such.

"Iris" A voice emerged from behind Icarus, and Marianna looked down at the female who was bowing with a seductive smile directed at Icarus. She was the daughter of Duke Everdale's sister and shared some commonalities with Layla's features.

"Sister Marianna!"

"Since when the daughter of a count can call a ducal princess 'sister'?" The bustling and whispers quieted down and Iris blushed with embarrassment. Only Layla would ever call her that.

"Marianna" Damien interrupted calmly but it was evident that he wished to educate his daughter well at this moment. Iris was his key to get Layla back, if she can seduce Icarus his work would be done.

"Iris is an honored guest and your cousin, you are being rude Marianna-"

"If It was not Duke Everdale, one could have wondered if the castle is so shabby that the guests are kept standing at the pathway for so long. I and my wife have not slept all night so if can please hurry up."

Karl was at the back and could not see the situation but when those words fell in his ears he knew exactly what they meant.

No words were exchanged after that and the emperor was guided to his luxurious room with Layla being assigned her childhood chamber, since the host assigned separate chambers to use, Icarus did not say anything but the evil glint in his eyes was just too lethal.

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Leon stood infront of Layla's door and it dawned upon him that it had been a long time since he had come to visit her here, even the intricate patterns on the wood were somewhat unfamiliar to him, his fist raised to knock but at that moment a gentle sweet complaint like a blooming flower stopped him in his tracks.

"Hah s-stop p-please..."

"Its okay, just trust me."

"Oh, y-yes but-"A moan followed.

"Baby does it feel good?"

"Hmmm"

This was the chamber where little Layla was given birth by their mother, it was the place where she learned to walk her first steps, also the place which was the epitome of those innocent eyes that shyly looked at him, calling him big brother as if asking him to praise her for making a good drawing.

At that moment Leon could have broken the wooden door and entered if it wasn't for Layla being inside. His fist thus banged and a crack could be very well seen on the mahogany surface before he turned around and left fuming.

Layla was startled by the sudden sound and jumped a little making her husband laugh.

"Relax baby, it must have been a wild animal set free accidently, don't worry I am here." Layla wanted to ask questions because it surely did not felt like a 'wild animal' but when Icarus dug his finger at the sole of her feet and massaged she could not help but moan again.

"You were so tired that all your muscles are stiff, what were you doing? Wrestling?" At that the female got red in face and pouted.

"Its all because of you!"

"What did I do?"

"You-.you did not let me sleep!"

"I never woke you up little dove. I just fucked you while you were resting, your insides were so warm and cozy-" Soft palms touched his lips as Layla prevented Icarus from speaking anymore.

"Its all your fault." She mumbled under her breath and was thinking about something when her body was snatched by the male who pulled her closer.

"Its my fault yes, so when you are with my child I will take all responsibility and would not bully you anymore." Layla blushed a little and was going to embrace Icarus when she coughed a little, moving her face away from him.

When she smiled again and looked back at him there was a horror that reflected in golden irises.

"Layla!" Blood trickled down the female's nose and stained her dress.