I Became My Son's First Love - Chapter 68

“To whom?”

“To everyone.”

“Then get angry with everyone.”

“…What?”

“You have every right to be angry. Even if you get angry, everyone will accept it. After all, they’ve all done something wrong. Including me. So, go ahead and get angry.”

“Hah, really…”

Dane buried his face in both hands. Eve worried he might be crying, but luckily, that wasn’t the case. After a while, Dane slowly raised his head and, gritting his teeth, asked, “Why do you like him?”

Dane was now expressing his emotions more honestly, and Eve found it rather endearing and charming.

“Azazel is handsome, and he’s desperate.”

She liked how determined he was to win her heart. Of course, the fact that they had amazing sex was also one of the reasons she liked him, but Eve didn’t feel the need to mention that.

Dane responded irritably, “I’m handsome, and I was desperate too.”

Eve nodded in agreement. He was indeed very handsome, and he had done a lot for her. However…

“I didn’t realize it, but I guess I’m quite simple.”

“What?”

“Azazel was the first person to directly confess his feelings for me with such passion and sincerity.”

There had been others who blushed in front of her or became lost in thought when looking at her, but Azazel was the first to boldly meet her gaze, let his desire show, and openly confess his feelings for her. His confession had been so overwhelming that when Dane’s came afterward, it hadn’t made as strong an impression.

“So, it’s not that you were lacking, Dane. It was just a matter of timing.”

Dane blinked in confusion, then let out a hollow laugh. “You tell me to get angry, and now you’re confessing?”

“…I suppose I am. But I still think you should get angry.”

Dane chuckled, shaking his head. “Hah, never mind. I don’t even know what to say.”

Fortunately, Dane looked more at ease than before.

“You can send me angry letters from time to time.”

“Sure.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Yeah.”

This time, Dane accepted her apology with a faint grumble.

“You really have terrible taste in men.”

Eve shrugged and laughed, prompting Dane to change the subject.

“When are you leaving? Like I said earlier, you don’t have to stay for the full month.”

“I think I’ll leave over the weekend.”

Dane rose from his seat slowly, his expression a mix of relief and sadness.

“Alright, should we say our goodbyes here?”

“Sure.”

For the first time, Eve was the one to pull Dane into an embrace and say goodbye.

“Thank you for everything.”

“I didn’t do much for you, but thank you too.”

Though their embrace was long, there was no kiss at the end of it. Instead of pushing him away, Eve gently patted him until the trembling in his large frame subsided.

***

After Dane left, Eve had a light meal and soon found herself feeling drowsy. Ending things with Dane had left her feeling much more at peace. With Anna’s help, Eve climbed into bed.

“You’ve worked hard too. Get some rest.”

“No, I didn’t do much. The Duchess’s servants helped a lot.”

“Even so. I won’t be needing you for the rest of the night, so sleep well.”

“Yes, my lady.”

After Anna left the room, Eve quickly drifted into sleep, barely having time to entertain any stray thoughts. And, as expected, she met Azazel in her dreams, waiting for her as if it were the most natural thing. Though Eve had suspected that the man in her dreams was Azazel, this was the first time she had seen his face so clearly. Surprised, she stared at him in silence until he spoke first.

“Eve?”

Snapping out of her daze, Eve nodded absentmindedly as she looked him over from head to toe.

“How’s your body?”

“It will take some time to fully recover.”

“Will you recover completely?”

“I will.”

“Then that’s good enough.”

As Eve nodded, Azazel approached her.

“Were you worried about me?”

Azazel had collapsed after hearing Eve’s confession. Narrowing her eyes in mock annoyance, she asked, “You heard everything, so why are you asking again? Do you want to hear it twice?”

“Yes.”

His bright, expectant eyes were so endearing that Eve couldn’t help but respond honestly.

“Yeah, I was worried. I like you, you know. I care enough that I don’t want to see you die.”

Despite the teasing tone in her words, Azazel looked as if he had won the world. Smiling brightly, he pulled her into his arms, showering her face with gentle kisses.

As Azazel’s kisses landed on her face, Eve wriggled her fingers. He kissed her eyelids, her lips, and then tilted his head. His lips traveled to her ear, neck, and collarbone, leaving a trail of soft, warm kisses. Each touch of his lips sent a spark of heat through her body.

As Eve let out a satisfied sigh, Azazel peeled back her white clothes and kissed her collarbone, the base of her neck, her delicate breasts, and her nipples, all while locking eyes with her.

As if unable to resist any longer, Azazel lifted his head and gently traced Eve’s lips with his own, pressing delicate kisses along the line of her mouth. He then softly bit her lower lip before slowly pulling away, his smile sweet and melting like honey.

As Eve met Azazel’s soft gaze, filled more with affection than desire, she couldn’t help but feel that she had made the right choice in not letting him go. His eyes shimmered with love, as if stars had been placed within them.

Glancing down at their now-naked bodies, Eve asked quietly, “Is this the answer you wanted?”

Azazel let out a low hum and buried his face in her neck. As he nuzzled her affectionately, Eve asked, “Are we going to do this? You never did before.”

Her question wasn’t a rejection, but rather a simple inquiry. In the past, Azazel had only touched her in dreams but had never gone all the way.

Laughing softly against her neck, Azazel replied, “If you permit it.”

“So, you’ve been waiting for my permission all this time?”

“You never allowed us to go all the way before, did you?”

Eve pulled his face away from her neck and asked, “What if I refuse now?”

Azazel’s eyes curved with a teasing smile. “I know you won’t refuse. You wouldn’t be looking at me like that if you didn’t want me.”

It would have been a lie to say she wasn’t tempted by his tender kisses and seductive gaze. Her body was already heating up just from being pressed against his. There was no way Azazel couldn’t feel the same. His tongue, hot and slick, traced down her neck, shoulder, and collarbone. As Eve let out a small moan, Azazel’s hand squeezed her breast firmly.

“Ah!”

His rough hand gripped her breast tightly, tugging on her nipple until pain and pleasure mingled together. Eve glared at him in frustration, but Azazel merely smiled smoothly before lowering his lips to her tender skin. The sensation of his warm breath against her sensitive nipple sent a wave of heat through her body.

Watching Azazel lick her breast, Eve licked her dry lips. He teased her relentlessly, biting her nipple with his teeth and pulling hard enough to make a loud sucking sound.

“Mmm, ah…”

The pressure from his tongue on her sore nipple stung slightly, making her wince. When Eve swatted his shoulder in protest, Azazel bit her breast one last time before releasing her and swallowing her lips in a deep kiss.

“Mmm.”

Eve’s soft moan made Azazel tilt his head deeper into the kiss. Every time they kissed, Azazel felt like he was floating, but today her lips tasted sweeter than ever. Grinding his hips against her, he deepened the kiss, eagerly drinking in her saliva and swallowing her every breath. He looked down at her with hazy eyes, laughing softly.

“Eve.”

His low, sweet voice and naughty laughter sent shivers through her body. She wanted him so badly. She could feel his erection pressing insistently against her lower belly, and she wanted him inside her immediately.

Panting heavily, Eve called his name through ragged breaths. “Ah, Azazel… I can’t breathe.”

Though her words were muffled by his mouth, Azazel seemed to understand and pulled away just enough to whisper in his hoarse voice.

“Just a little more, just a little longer.”

At his desperate tone, Eve trembled and instinctively gripped his erect member. As her soft hand wrapped around his firm length, Azazel let out a low groan.

“Ugh!”

Feeling the pulsing heat in her hand, Eve guided him lower.

“Do it… do it now.”

At her urging, Azazel’s eyes gleamed. He quickly slipped his hot member between her soft thighs and began moving urgently.

As his shaft brushed against her folds, Eve let out a moan, and Azazel pulled her tightly against him. Her nipples, pressed against his firm body, sparked a wave of pleasure mixed with pain.