Chapter 188: Breathe for Me, Lamb

Leitana let out a scoff, still breathless and sprawled on the floor beneath him. “So you been gentle now?” she mocked, a small smirk tugging at her swollen lips. She looked up at him, thinking he wouldn’t be able to see the teasing smile in the dark.

But Ravial could see everything.

His senses were far sharper than any human’s even in this mortal shell. He could see the exact curve of her smirk, the flush on her cheeks, the way her chest still heaved, the glistening sweat on her skin, and the mischievous spark in her hazel eyes.

Ravial’s brow raised behind the blindfold. “Really, lamb? You think I wasn’t being gentle?”

Leitana’s smirk widened, playful and defiant even while pinned under him. “Yes. You talk big big, but you, you were holding back. Mi know you can be rougher. You always say you go ruin me, but mi still can walk after.”

Ravial’s lips curled into a slow, dangerous grin. “Oh, my little lamb is getting mouthy tonight.”

Before she could reply, his fingers attacked her sides, tickling her mercilessly. Leitana burst into loud, uncontrollable laughter, squirming and kicking beneath him.

“Mi Ravial….stop! Stop!” she shrieked between giggles, trying to push his hands away. “Yu wicked! Yu no fair!”

He didn’t stop. While she laughed and writhed, he slid back inside her in one smooth, brutal thrust, slamming straight against her G-spot. Leitana’s laughter turned into a sharp scream of pleasure.

“Ahhh….. Ravial!”

He started pounding into her hard, brutal, hips snapping forward with punishing force while his fingers continued tickling her ribs and waist. The combination was overwhelming, rough, deep thrusts mixed with the torturous tickling that made her body jerk and clench around him.

“You wanted rough?” he growled, voice maniacal and low. “This is me being nice. I could fuck you until you pass out. Until you’re just a dripping, sobbing mess begging me to stop.”

Leitana was a mess of laughter, moans, and gasps. “Please, please slow down! Too rough, Ravial! Mi can’t breathe!”

But he didn’t slow down. He kept fucking her deep and hard, cock dragging against that perfect spot with every thrust, while his fingers danced mercilessly over her sensitive sides.

The mix of overwhelming pleasure and tickling made her lose control completely.

“Mi can’t breathe!” she gasped, laughing and moaning at the same time, tears slipping down her cheeks. “Please… too much… mi can’t.. ”

“Mi can’t breathe!” she gasped again, tears slipping down her cheeks from the overwhelming mix of pleasure and tickling. Her chest heaved violently, breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. “Ravial, stop mi can’t….!”

Her chest started heaving harder, breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. The laughter mixed with panic as her lungs struggled to keep up. Her eyes widened, hand flying to her throat as she tried to pull in air. No sound came out properly, just weak, wheezing attempts. Her face flushed red, then started turning pale. Tears streamed down her cheeks as fear filled her wide hazel eyes.

Ravial noticed immediately. His movements froze. He pulled out of her in one swift motion, hands moving to cup her face.

“Leitana?” His voice lost all playfulness. “Lamb? Lamb, breathe.”

She kept gasping, chest heaving violently, eyes wide with terror as she struggled to pull in air. Her fingers clawed at her throat, body trembling beneath him. No air was coming properly. Each breath was a painful, shallow wheeze.

Ravial’s heart, the one that rarely felt anything slammed against his ribs like a war drum.

“Leitana, breathe,” he ordered, voice sharp with rising panic. He grabbed her head gently but firmly, tilting it back. “Baby, breathe. Slow. In through your nose. Come on.”

She clutched her throat tighter, still gasping, tears pouring down her face. Her eyes locked on his, wide and terrified, silently begging for help. Her lips moved but no words came out.

Ravial’s voice cracked. “LEITANA, BREATHE!”

He leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers, blowing air into her lungs, trying desperately to help. But she kept gasping, chest rising and falling in erratic, frightening bursts. Nothing was working.

“No… no no no,” he growled, fear bleeding into his voice for the first time in centuries. “You can’t leave me. Breathe, baby. Breathe for me.”

He lifted her up quickly, cradling her against his chest as he looked up at the ceiling of the room, eyes blazing behind the blindfold with pure command.

Every light in the villa suddenly flared on at once, chandeliers, lamps, hallway lights flooding the entire house with harsh brightness.

He rushed forward, carrying her to the large bed in the corner of the room and laid her down gently. He kept blowing air into her mouth, one hand on her chest, pressing lightly, trying to force her lungs to work.

“Leitana… please… breathe for me,” he begged, voice raw. “Don’t you dare leave me. Not you. Not my lamb.”

Her body was starting to slow. Her struggles grew weaker. Her eyes, still wide and terrified, began to lose focus as she looked up at him, tears streaming, lips moving in a silent plea.

Ravial’s entire being fractured.

He slammed his fist against the bed beside her head, voice cracking with centuries of defiance and terror.

“ABBA FATHER… NO! You will not take her from me!”

He pressed his mouth to hers again, blowing harder, his hands trembling as he held her face.

Her chest continued to heave in weak, terrifying spasms. Her eyes were glassy, fixed on him with fading fear.

Ravial’s voice broke into a roar that shook the windows.

“LEITANA!”