The Demon King Always Thinks I’m Secretly In Love With Him Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Translator: Hiohbye
Editor: PlayerProphet
The surrounding flames wrapped around them like serpents, entwining the two together until it was impossible to make out where one ended and the other began.
The passionate kiss was overbearing. The Demon King’s hands tightened more and more, as if he wanted to break Bai Yang’s ribs in half. Deprived of his freedom of movement and oxygen, Bai Yang felt dizzy like he was about to faint.
“Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling, I can’t hold on anymore!”
“Hurry up and breathe, you idiot!” Xiao Ling cried out.
Bai Yang wanted to roll his eyes, but the Demon King didn’t have any plans to let him go. The Demon King kissed him with more intensity, like he wanted to suck something from Bai Yang’s throat.
Bai Yang felt his soul was about to be drained from him.
Damn it, if he could produce milk, that would be sucked dry by this bastard, too!
In his dazed state, a deviant thought flashed through his mind.
He’d already fallen into a vague state where he could no longer feel any pain. His body and soul felt like they had become separate entities.
Before his vision went black and he fainted, the Demon King let him go.
Bai Yang took a huge breath, but in his desperation for air, he choked and began coughing instead.
He coughed so hard his face went red.
The Demon King wrinkled his brow and looked at him.
Bai Yang glanced at the Demon King and found that his eyes still looked curious, as well as a little confused.
Such a childlike expression did not fit on the face of the great and esteemed Demon King.
Bai Yang assumed that the Demon King hadn’t recovered fully yet and was not all there.
“Your Highness…” Bai Yang said hoarsely, struggling to hold his coughs back.
“So comfortable…” The Demon King leaned over, rubbing his body against Bai Yang’s own, and bit Bai Yang’s neck.
Feeling canine teeth sink into his skin, Bai Yang hissed a breath and exhaled out cold air.
Warm blood flowed from the wound. The smell of rust permeated the air.
The Demon King began to lick the wound.
It was like a shock coursing through his entire body. Bai Yang felt like an electrocuted fish, thrashing around on the chopping block.
He couldn’t find the words to describe that split second of stimulation.
Intuitively, he knew that he needed to remove himself from the situation. If it continued, there would be problems.
“Your Highness, let me go.” Bai Yang’s throat was hoarse, and his normal voice became weaker and more alluring.
He’d intended to speak sternly, but in his current state, his words sounded soft and frail. Instead of refusal, it was more like an invitation.
The Demon King was bewitched. His tongue left Bai Yang’s neck and trailed up, wanting to bite Bai Yang’s lips again.
Bai Yang turned away.
The Demon King was unable to bite Bai Yang’s lips, so his tongue lapped at Bai Yang’s face, instead.
He was like a large dog.
Bai Yang’s scalp felt numb. The sensation of the Demon King’s tongue was anything but reassuring. Bai Yang could feel his breath quicken, his skin heat up, and beads of sweat form on his forehead. His body, too, became weaker and weaker, until he lost all control.
Perhaps because of the lack of oxygen, the Demon King’s grip on him felt too tight.
He tried to convince himself that was why.
It couldn’t continue like this.
Fear began to calcify in his heart, and Bai Yang began to struggle.
When he struggled, the Demon King’s pupils turned scarlet. His arms locked tighter around Bai Yang, preventing him from budging even an inch.
Bai Yang became more anxious. He raised his feet, attempting to kick the Demon King.
The Demon King frowned with dissatisfaction and the flames erupted around him. Those flames turned into snake-like appendages to wrap around Bai Yang’s limbs.
Bai Yang’s arms and legs were forced apart until he formed the shape of a 大 in the air. Snake-like flames twisted over his body.
It was kind of awkward.
At least there was no one around to see him.
The flames squirmed over his body. In no time, his clothes were torn open.
The Demon King stretched out a hand and brushed against Bai Yang’s skin, leaving a single red scratch, from which bright red blood emerged. The Demon King stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from Bai Yang while wearing the face of a gourmet eating something delicious.
It was becoming more and more unbearable.
Bai Yang hissed. “Your Highness, please wake up! Stop this!” he shouted. It was a pity that his voice was like a cat’s, with no oppressive force behind it at all.
The flames continued to twist around him, but the heat did not burn him.
Bai Yang’s clothes were torn apart, revealing his pale, buff chest.
As if the Demon King had found a fun toy, he continued to make countless small cuts with his fingernails on Bai Yang’s skin. All of these wounds were shallow. They weren’t painful, only itchy.
The Demon King licked every one of these wounds as well, lapping up all of the blood.
Everything from Bai Yang’s waist up was red. His chest was covered with random scratches, and his four limbs were splayed wide open.
More importantly, there was a man licking his body.
“Ooh, someone’s shy,” Xiao Ling said in Bai Yang’s mind. “Sir, is he going to do that to you?”
Bai Yang nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. “Is this the time to be making jokes? If this continues, I’m going to die of blood loss!”
Xiao Ling didn’t care at all. “Scratches like that won’t kill you.”
“Hurry up and think of a plan! If this continues, it’s game over,” Bai Yang said, both urgently and bashfully.
“Earlier when I told you to leave, you didn’t. Now you’re worried?” Xiao Ling humphed. “Don’t worry. I don’t think he wants to kill you.”
“Why?”
“Last time he nearly sucked you dry. This time he’s only sucking a little bit of your blood. I think he’s recovered about half of his consciousness.”
“What’s the use of telling me that? I want him to stop now!”
Having a tongue lick him in such a sensitive place was unbearable. He felt ready to collapse at any moment.
In the middle of his conversation with Xiao Ling, he felt an itchy sensation on his chest. The violent stimulation swept over his entire body like a storm.
Bai Yang couldn’t help but suddenly cry out.
That sound was extremely… lewd.
“How can he do this kind of thing!” Bai Yang was about to go insane.
Xiao Ling was afraid to say anything, for fear that it would provoke him.
Just then, the Demon King had bitten him on his nipple. Like he had found a fun new toy, he began prodding at that nub with his tongue and nibbling it with his teeth.
That nub became swollen and red.
“Don’t worry, my eyes are closed. I can’t see anything,” Xiao Ling assured him.
“Fuck!” Bai Yang, who rarely swore, finally dropped an expletive. He was terrified, not just because of what the Demon King was doing, but because he could feel his body responding.
He actually responded!
He had never in his lifetime expected this. Bai Yang was unable to accept it.
He was actually reacting to another man’s teasing. The realization had a greater impact on him than the prospect of dying. He had already expected to die countless times and was mentally prepared for that. However, he had never expected that his body would react to a man.
In the face of an unknown, uncontrollable, and sudden stimulus, the first instinct of a human would be to flee in terror.
He exerted all that remained of his energy, planning an all-or-nothing effort to break the bindings around him. However, in the next moment, the Demon King stopped. He seemed to be dumbfounded as he stared at Bai Yang.
Bai Yang gulped for air. Beads of sweat slid down his cheek, rolled onto his Adam’s apple, and then trickled down his blood-covered chest.
All of the demonic energy around him suddenly dissipated.
Bai Yang collapsed onto the floor.
The Demon King stood there.
Bai Yang crawled up from the floor. Seeing the flames gone, he knew that the Demon King had regained consciousness. He forced himself into a state of calmness, then croaked, “Your Highness, you’re awake?”
The Demon King stepped backward, then fell onto the floor, as if he had fainted.
Bai Yang’s stomach was full of grievances that were close to lashing out. However, seeing the Demon King collapse, he stared, then bemoaned his bad luck. He squatted down and helped pick up the Demon King’s prone form.
He could not muster the strength or temper to lash out at an unconscious person.
After being freed from his bindings, his strength returned quickly. After all, those of the Demon race had powerful regenerative abilities, especially Higher Demons.
Bai Yang spent considerable energy lugging the Demon King to his bed in the Eternal Night Palace. The Demon King did not wake up and was laid into bed.
Bai Yang looked at the Demon King’s handsome visage in sleep and felt his own expression become sullen.
The Demon King’s qi deviation was spent “operating” on Bai Yang, sucking blood and toying with his body. If the Demon King went on like that, Bai Yang would spend the rest of his life being toyed to death.
He had to think of a solution.
Right, the Jade Cloud Pearl!
If he could find the Jade Cloud Pearl, he could cure the Demon King’s qi deviations!
If he could cure the Demon King, he would pay him back and clear his conscience. He recalled that in the mortal world, there was a demonic dragon. If he captured that dragon’s beast core and gave it to the Male Lead, the Male Lead’s cultivation would improve drastically.
Right, that’s what he would do!
He would go to the Mortal World and kill that demonic dragon and give its beast core to the Male Lead. If the Demon King looked into it, Bai Yang would say that he was worried about the Demon King’s qi deviations and had gone to the mortal world to retrieve the Jade Cloud Pearl.
He didn’t believe that the Demon King would penalize him for entering the Mortal World.
And in the process, he would secretly deliver the beast core to the Male Lead. His plan was perfect.
He had planned to secretly leave the palace that night. Now, he had even more reason to do it. Without a second thought, Bai Yang turned to leave.
The moment he left, the person on the bed opened his eyes.
The Demon King sat up from his bed, staring after Bai Yang with some guilt.
During his qi deviation, other than the beginning when he was completely unconscious, he had been awake for most of the rest. He had a foggy recollection of grabbing Bai Yang and suspending him in the air…
The way Xie Ze Tian had looked, bound and hung in the air against his will, his body abused and alluring…
The Demon King forced himself to think of something else.
When he was fully conscious, the first thing he saw was Xie Ze Tian’s face. He knew that Xie Ze Tian was a proud person, and would be humiliated if he knew someone else had seen him in such a compromising state. Therefore, the Demon King’s first subconscious choice was to escape.
The grand, majestic Demon King pretended to faint.
Xiao Ze Tian had hurried off. Who knew where he’d gone?
The Demon King was unable to suppress his worry. He got up from the bed, and silently followed Bai Yang outside the palace.
If he concealed himself, no one would be able to sense his demonic energy. Bai Yang would never know he was being followed.