Daisy Novel
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Chapter 218 Chapter 218

Chapter 218 Chapter 218
“Maxwell, have you ever thought about… um… having children? A family?” she asked and earned astonished silence from the demon.
“A family…? With you?” he whispered as his blue eyes grew wider. “Are you serious?”
“Yes. It’s one of my biggest wishes,” she explained nervously. “And I would love it if we could share it.”
“Why have you never mentioned anything?” he asked and leaned in. The moment she sensed his excitement within her heart, her tension eased. “I’ve been thinking about this too.”
“Really?” she blurted out and gaped at him.
“I thought if I mentioned it, you might feel pressured, and I didn’t want that to happen. So I waited until you would bring it up on your own.”
“That means it’s fine?” Valerie beamed—she couldn’t have thanked Esther often enough for talking some sense into her. It had been much needed.
“Of course it’s fine,” he grinned and ruffled her hair. “I love you, and I think you would make an amazing mother.”
She blushed under his teasing gaze. Joy flooded her body, made her glow with happiness. Valerie bridged the distance between them and stole a kiss from his lips that was followed by another and another. He pulled her onto his lap and embraced her body, placing his hands on her back and holding her gently.
“Thank you,” she whispered between two kisses. “I’m so glad I found you.”
“Me too,” he murmured as he gazed deep into her brown eyes. He had gotten addicted to her happiness, and experiencing it through the bond they shared was the most amazing feeling to him. He was overcome with the urge to be closer to her.
“You know what?” he said with a devilish smirk. “Why don’t we get started right away?”
“Don’t tell me you’re horny again,” she laughed, and let him pick her up. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and giggled when he nuzzled his face in her neck.
“I don’t hear you complain,” he drawled as he carried her towards their large bed. The lamps in the vicinity magically turned on, bathing it in an inviting glow.
He set her down gently and wasted no time to climb on the bed after her. She giggled when his fingers pulled up her shirt, and he began to leave sweet kisses all over her stomach. The further he pulled the fabric up, the higher his lips wandered, and when they reached the valley between her breasts, he pressed a lingering kiss on her skin. Then, he quickly helped her take the shirt off.
Her smile was filled with anticipation—he could feel her elation that began to mix with her lust when she noticed his heated gaze on her. She tugged at his shirt since it was in the way, and he chuckled at her fervor, taking it off and exposing his upper body to her. He had gotten a tan from the time they had spent in the sun, and she couldn’t help but stare at his firm chest and defined abs. Sensing her growing desire, he leaned in to kiss her, longing for her touch.
“Stop,” she said and put her index finger on his lips before he touched her. He paused, raising his eyebrows.
“Why? Is something wrong?” he asked. Normally, she would never stop him. On the contrary.
“Since this is a special occasion, I want to try something different tonight. Will you let me?”
He studied her expression, and his eyes lingered on the cute blush that colored her cheeks before they wandered to her plush lips. “Who am I to refuse you?” he mumbled, not yet knowing what she had in store for him. He did, however, love the vibrant smile that spread over her lips.
“What are you up to, love?” he asked, intrigued.
“Wait and see,” she grinned and gave his firm chest a push. “Lie down.”
He did as she said and leaned his back against the soft pillows, never taking his eyes off her. She used the opportunity to straddle his thighs, shooting him a cheeky glance before her hands wandered to his belt.
“I like where this is going,” he commented, and her grin widened.
“I doubt you know what I’m planning.”
She took her time with the belt, noticing that he got fidgety the longer she dragged the simple action of opening it out. She snuck glances at him, meeting his increasingly frustrated stare. His eyes were ruby red already, and he looked like he wanted to rip the damn belt open himself.
“Don’t move,” she reminded him when he shifted his arm. He froze and looked at her, confused and annoyed.
“Why not? You’re so slow,” he complained. “If I were in charge here, you would already be…”
“But you’re not in charge right now,” she countered, and her unusual boldness shut him up. Surprised, he wordlessly looked at her, not used to that attitude. She took his silence as her cue to continue and opened the belt, pulling it out of his leather pants and weighing it in her hand. Valerie sat on his crotch, grinding her lower half against his. The friction had him bite back an impatient curse.
“Valerie, what are you…”
She crashed her lips on his and shut him up once more. As she leaned her upper body against his, her hands found his wrists, pushing them up over his head. While she deepened the kiss, she kept grinding her body against his, driving him insane and distracting him from what she was actually planning.
Nimbly, she wrapped the belt around his wrists and tied it to the headboard, closing it. He broke the kiss and gave her a disbelieving look, but despite his surprise, his gaze was brimming with lust—he was turned on by her little scheme.
“Sugar,” he said huskily. “What do you think you’re doing?”
She innocently smiled at him, but the mischievous glimmer in her eyes gave her away. “Nothing,” she answered. “Are you comfortable?”
“I’d be more comfortable if you stopped making me wait,” he grumbled, frustratedly.
“You have to be patient tonight,” she reminded him.
“We’ll see how long my patience lasts, love,” he drawled, gazing at her with a dangerous glint in his eyes. They were dark red with lust, a feeling that only grew when he took note of the bra she was wearing—he had picked it out for her since he had liked the style and color. It hugged the soft curves of her chest like it had been made for her only. She was gorgeous. And if she hadn’t tied him up, he would have run his hands over her curves, touching her smooth skin and leaving kisses all over her body.

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