I Will Live for Your Death (20 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 184

Soon, the tip of her finger felt something soft and warm.

Ilyd nearly shoved Rivel in front of her away. Was he out of his mind? Her face flushed in shock, so hot she nearly broke out in sweat.

“What are you doing…?”

He slowly, tenderly, began licking the bloodied tip of her finger. Every time she tried to pull it away, Rivel tugged her hand back, returning it once more into his lips. It would have been far better if he’d just kissed her instead.

“Hey, please stop….”

Rivel paid no heed to Ilyd’s protests. He stretched out his arm, pulled her waist toward him, and pressed her firmly against him so she couldn’t escape.

Even if the wound was her own fault, wasn’t this going too far? Yet there was something desperate in his clinging. Ilyd couldn’t bring herself to push him away again.

With eyes closed, he slowly moved his tongue. It tasted of iron—unfamiliar yet familiar, a flavor she’d sensed many times before.

Just days ago, she’d felt a similar bitter, unpleasant sensation lingering in her mouth. But this was different. Rivel repeated the act of carefully licking and swallowing the single drop of blood pooled on Ilyd’s fingertip as if it were an antidote.

Eventually, his lips parted from her finger. Ilyd couldn’t bring herself to look down at him. Could her heart really race from such an act?

“I apologize, Your Imperial Majesty the Empress.”

The instant she heard Rivel’s calm tone, her breath, held in suspense, flowed out in a sigh.

Unconsciously, Ilyd had begun tracing the line of his jaw with her fingertip. Though his eyes remained closed, she felt she could easily sketch the sharp, intense contours of his face at any moment.

“…I’ll go inform the maid-in-waiting to prepare antiseptic and ointment.”

Desire was always excessive—that was the problem. Rivel gently lowered Ilyd’s hand.

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