Chapter 35 You're Playing with Fire, My Slave

HERMIONE'S POV

Seeing him lay me down on the bed while he was on top of me, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva as I looked at him with nervousness.

“Y...You.... you really don't need to help me. I'll be fine, really! I've been through it without the help of the potion!” I tried to reject him, especially after seeing him take off his suit while he was on top of me.

My cheeks suddenly reddened and I felt my breathing shorten. I couldn't even dare to look at him.

But what I said was the truth. There was one time that I forgot my heat and Elizabeth wasn't there to provide me with the potion, so I locked myself inside of the room and endured it.

It was fucking terrible that I thought I would die. Although I swore to myself that I wouldn't touch myself because I would die of embarrassment the moment I gained my sanity... it was a good thing that my heat wasn't that bad. Rather, it was tolerable, so it didn't need to bond with its mate, so that I wasn't mark at that time.

Now that I'm mar