Conquering His Cold Heart

Anastasia quickly pulled the blanket to cover her bare skin. The little bit of confidence that she had mustered up a while ago disappeared the moment her back touched the soft bed.

“Uh-uh!” Caspian raised his brows and shook his head to disapprove of that action of his wife. “I’m not done yet, wife. That was just a warm-up for the real thing.”

Anastasia nervously wiped the sweat beads from her hairline, and she thought to herself, ‘R-Real thing... There’s more than that?’ But she didn’t vocalize her thoughts, thinking that Caspian would tease her for not knowing.

Caspian smirked and winked at his wife. Then, he began unbuttoning his shirt while intently gazing at his wife’s half-covered body.

Anastasia deeply breathed through her mouth when her eyes fell on her husband’s sculpted body. The muscles on his chest and stomach looked so toned that she couldn’t help but lust over her husband.

Caspian’s smile broadened upon seeing the longing in Anastasia’s eyes. He dropped the shirt on the floor. And he raised his arms and ran his fingers through his blond hair, just so he could show off his angelic body to his wife.

Anastasia’s heart had calmed down slightly. But after seeing her husband’s half-naked body, especially his muscular arms, her heart began hammering again. Her throat parched in an instant. She gulped, but it did nothing to ease the thirst that she was feeling.

Caspian chuckled upon hearing the increasing heart rate of his wife. And he could feel his own heart beating somewhat audibly.

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He then took off his boots while she guiltily enjoyed the strip show.

And before taking off his trousers, Caspian enchantingly said to his wife, “I hope you will allow me to give you the ultimate pleasure tonight, dear wife.”

“Ultimate p-pleasure?” Anastasia deeply inhaled and dared to ask this time, “There’s... there’s something more pleasurable than what we just did?”

Caspian gave a suspicious look to his wife and asked, “Do you really not know about it or are you playing innocent? Everyone of your age knows that there’s more, especially the Princesses, because they are expected to bear heirs for their husbands and continue the family line.”

Anastasia pressed her cold palms over her burning cheeks and softly mumbled, “I was never taught such things because... Well, I don’t know why. I just never was.”

Caspian was amazed to hear that from his wife. He was a little surprised that his in-laws provided all kinds of knowledge but the reproductive education to their daughter. But he didn’t dwell much upon that thought.

He slowly unbuttoned his trousers and asked Anastasia as he did so, “You weren’t taught, huh... So tell me, how do you think babies are made?”

Anastasia covered her face with the blanket when Caspian was about to drop his trousers as well. And she breathlessly mumbled, “I have a guess. But I don’t know if I am right.”

Anastasia felt the bed dipping right next to her. And she felt her husband’s heavy arm and a leg on her. Her heart raced even further. She felt as though her heart would explode if Caspian did something erotic to her right now.

Caspian pulled the blanket away from her and threw it down the bed. He rested his head on his palm. And he asked Anastasia while looking into her expectant eyes, “Do tell, my Queen. How are babies made?”

“Umm...” Anastasia nervously whispered, “You... Er... You do something to me d-down there.”

Caspian was enjoying teasing her. And to make her even more flustered, he asked again, “Mhmm... Do what? Be more specific.”

“You...” Anastasia sharply inhaled and grabbed the pillow. She swiftly covered her face with the pillow.

And Caspian heard her muffled voice, “I don’t know. I’m sorry.”

Caspian chuckled to himself and took that pillow away. He threw that aside and leaned down to give a passionate kiss to Anastasia. When the sweet taste of hers entered his mouth, the desire that had calmed down a little rose back again.

He lifted his head to look at his wife. “It doesn’t matter if your parents didn’t teach you anything about all this.”

He took Anastasia’s hand and placed it on his chest. He slowly guided her palms down to his stomach. And further down to let her feel his manhood that was eager to be touched.

Anastasia was softly gazing at her husband’s extremely handsome face. But when her palm felt something hard, her eyes widened in realization.

“I am ready to teach you everything. Tonight.” Caspian smirked and gave a gentle kiss on her forehead.

But his gentle behavior instantly changed into the polar opposite. He straddled Anastasia in an instant, almost startling her.

He rested his hips on her thighs and leaned down. And he vigorously kissed her mouth while his hands played with her breasts.

Anastasia was feeling explosions inside her chest and her belly. She didn’t mind his husband kissing her a little more aggressively than he normally used to. She also kissed her husband back with equal passion.

And amidst the kissing and tangling of their tongues, a daring thought crossed her mind.

When Caspian pulled away from the kiss to let Anastasia breathe, she took the chance to cup her husband’s face. And she asked while gulping and gasping for breath, “Let’s have a baby.”

She had calculated the approximate time that she had left. Even if she was unable to obtain that mysterious cure, she believed that she had enough time to give birth to a baby, that is, if they conceived right away.

Upon her death, Anastasia wanted to leave someone behind for her husband whom he could call his own.

Caspian, obviously oblivious to the real reason behind his wife’s wish, was delighted to hear that request. His love for his wife began to bubble in his heart. He couldn’t imagine his wife saying anything more romantic than asking to have a baby.

“I would love to have a baby,” he smiled ear to ear and whispered excitedly.

Anastasia’s expression, however, suddenly changed. She looked somewhat scared.

Caspian teasingly smiled and asked, “What happened?”

All of a sudden, he felt like kissing and nipping Anastasia all over her neck. He felt like leaving love bites all over her neck and her shoulders. But he scratched that thought of leaving marks on her. He didn’t want to accidentally feed on his wife. He feared that he wouldn’t be able to stop himself once he started.

He smiled at his wife again and asked, “You aren’t going to go back on your word now, are you?”

Anastasia gave a nervous smile and shook her head.

“Then what happened?” Caspian leaned down to kiss Anastasia’s neck.

But Anastasia stopped him and said with haste, “Your eyes have turned grey again. Are you... feeling okay?”

Anastasia was a little scared because by now, she knew what would happen when his eyes turned grey. She didn’t want him to lose control.

“My eyes are grey? I feel fine though.” Caspian blinked and rubbed his eyes. And he asked her, “Are they gone?”

Anastasia shook her head.

Caspian was now sad and confused. He didn’t know whether to stop for today or whether to continue with their plan of making babies tonight.

Anastasia put her arms around Caspian’s neck and pulled him close to her chest. And she consolingly said, “I’m sure it’s nothing. Maybe your eyes change color when you are arous- when you want me.”

Caspian took a deep breath. He put his arms under his wife’s back and tightly hugged her. He was at least thankful that he wasn’t craving her blood at the moment. All he was craving for was her – to make love with her.

He softly kissed her shoulder and thought to himself, ‘I hope it’s nothing alarming. And I hope I won’t lose my control like the previous times.’