Reborn: The Tyrant's Obsession-Chapter 344: He just... can’t have enough

’Knock knock’

"Miss Yu... Miss Yu...!"

Ella rubbed her eyes when she heard the old Butler’s voice.

She was about to respond when she felt an arm snaking around her waist.

Her eyes widened immediately as her gaze trailed to the man who had his face buried in her chest.

She looked at Adrian in disbelief.

Last night, she did not remember when she lost all her sanity. She was not even conscious enough to send him back to his room.

Even though the Old Master and Old Madam now knew about their relationship, they had still prepared separate rooms for them. It meant that they wanted this to not be public.

And Ella had no problems with that.

But, now, if the butler realized that Adrian slept in her room—

’Knock knock’

"Miss Yu, are you awake yet? The old master and old madam are waiting for you for breakfast?"

Ella looked at the man who had his limbs thrown around her like the tentacles of the clingiest octopus.

And suddenly she felt like crying. Waiting for me for breakfast? Why are they waiting ah? Let them eat...

"Miss Yu..."

"Yes..." Ella’s voice came out like the buzz of a mosquito. It was as if her voice was no longer there in the picture.

Even speaking was hurting her throat. She wanted to thank the heavens that this room was initially Adrian’s room so it was situated in an isolated place, not quite surrounded by other rooms.

Or, she would have been sure that the entire mansion heard her last night.

Clearing her throat, Ella tried to speak louder, despite the pulsating pain in her throat, "Please ask them to not wait for me. I overslept a bit. It will take me some time to freshen up and go downstairs."

There was silence outside for some time and Ella wondered if the butler had left thinking she was sleeping or dilly-dallying.

But soon, his response came, "Miss Yu, the old master and old madam understand that you must be tired. They said you can take your time to get ready and come downstairs."

Once she heard the sound of his retreating footsteps, Ella’s head slumped back on the pillow.

"Adrian..." Ella mumbled and looked at the man who had his face buried in her chest.

Instead of waking up, he nuzzled his face on her skin, positioning it right between her breasts.

As he moved his face, she felt the short stubble on his face grazing her skin, rendering a ticklish sensation that was difficult to ignore.

"Adrian, get up..."

The man had no response.

Looking at him, she grew speechless.

From the knowledge of her previous life and this life, she was confident that nobody would dare to go knocking on his door till he stepped out. Unless something urgent happened.

Or else, it would have been public knowledge by now that the man spent the entire night in her room.

Ella tilted her head to the side and poked his face, "I see you are having quite a deep sleep... What did they say about you not sleeping properly?"

The man remained unresponsive.

Ella smiled, looking at his harmless sleeping face as his long lashes cast a shadow over his cheeks, "Why don’t you hire me as your doctor? I think I am doing a better job than Ronan, am I not...." she said teasingly.

’Poke poke poke poke’

His long lashes fluttered open and a pair of beautiful eyes locked onto Ella.

Ella’s finger froze mid-air, in the position of about to poke him again.

She cleared her throat and retracted her hand.

"Are you... seducing me?" Adrian squinted.

How was ’poking him’ equivalent to seducing him?

Ella wanted to argue with him but looking into his deep eyes and thinking of last night, she couldn’t muster a single word to squabble with him.

Even if she lifted a finger in his presence, Adrian would accuse her of seducing him at this point.

It was as if he had unleashed a completely different side of him that nobody was familiar with.

Ella cleared her throat, "The butler had come. Grandpa and grandma are waiting for us for breakfast. We should freshen up and leave the room separately so they don’t doubt anything—AH!"

Ella’s voice cracked out in a startled gasp, her body jerking upright as the sharp sting registered.

She looked down in disbelief. Adrian’s lips had fastened around her nipple, his teeth scraping it with no hesitation whatsoever.

"You—!" Her words cut short, her breath shuddering when his tongue swirled over the sensitive peak as if soothing what he’d just bitten.

Her face flamed. "Adrian! You... What are you doing...early in the morning?"

She thought the man wouldn’t respond to her logical question.

But he paused, gave her nipple a soft lick and said with utmost seriousness, "Can’t wait for the night."

Her eyes widened, a hint of red coating her cheeks.

Right after, he flicked his tongue against her already hardened bud, sucking on it with a slow, deliberate pull that sent a strange heat coiling low in her belly.

It was familiar to her... Way too familiar!

Ella’s palm slapped over his head in panic, half wanting to push him away, half terrified he might actually stop.

"We... shouldn’t—Ahhh! N-not now! The butler just left! What if someone comes again?"

Adrian’s response was maddening.

His deep eyes lifted to hers, his mouth still latched onto her breast, and the wicked curve of his lips told her everything, he was enjoying watching her fall apart.

Again.

"Adrian!" She hissed, her voice trembling, "I’m being serious, don’t—"

But then he nipped her again, harder, before soothing the bite with long, languid licks.

The sting melted into tingles that spread all the way down her thighs.

She couldn’t stop the breathy moan that slipped past her lips.

Her face burned even more. She wanted to slap herself. How was she moaning at this?!

"See?" Adrian murmured against her flushed skin, his voice hoarse from sleep yet sinfully seductive, "Your body says otherwise."

Ella covered her face with both hands, groaning into her palms, "You... you’re crazy...!"

His hand slid down her waist, his palm firm as it curved possessively over her hip.

He pressed himself against her thigh, and her eyes widened at the familiar hardness straining against her.

"No—no way... you’re not actually..." she whispered, biting her lip hard.

But Adrian tilted her chin up with his free hand, forcing her to meet the smoldering darkness in his gaze, "I’m craving you, Ella."

Before she could argue, his mouth captured hers.

The kiss was demanding, no patience, no restraint. His tongue swept past her lips, tangling with hers until she was gasping into him.

His hand cupped her breast again, thumb rolling her slick nipple while his hips ground against her thigh.

Her breath hitched. Every nerve in her body screamed at her to push him away.

This was reckless and completely inappropriate! But her hands betrayed her, curling into the sheets as her body melted under him.

"Adrian... we can’t..." she whispered between their messy kisses, her lips swollen and trembling.

His answer was to drag her hand down to his cock, pressing her palm over the hard length straining against his briefs.

Ella froze. Her face went scarlet this time.

"You..." she stammered, trying to snatch her hand back.

But Adrian pinned it firmly in place, his gaze boring into hers, "Feel how much I want you?" he whispered huskily.

Her throat went dry.

The heat pooling inside her was unbearable now.

This was too risky. They were in the main mansion and it was daytime. Everybody was here but... But...

With her conscious thoughts, her thighs pressed together instinctively, but Adrian noticed, of course he noticed.

His mouth twisted into a sinful smirk before he slipped his hand between her legs, cupping her through the thin fabric of her panties that was the only piece of fabric on her body.

"Adrian!" Ella squeaked, jolting, "Y-you can’t just—"

But her protest dissolved into a broken moan when he rubbed her there, slow circles that had her trembling.

"You’re already wet," he said softly, almost reverently, as if that was the only permission he needed.

Ella bit down on her lip, humiliated beyond belief even as her her body betrayed her with every quiver, "D-don’t say it like that..." she whispered, her voice shaking.