Chapter 49: Sharing Her Heart

She was roughly kissing me as taking revenge, and here I will let her do what she wants. Her teeth were biting my lips with great interest, getting in control. I knew she needed to be. I liked her way of venting her anger and looking forward to making her furious frequently.

She groaned, pulling my barrier shirt with her hands, struggling to move it away. I chuckled in our bite, kiss and toured her dress, leaving her in a bra and panties.

She groaned at her failed attempt to tour my shirt, and she drew blood from the bottom lip, making me moan and desperate for her.

I shattered her bra and panty, showing off my strength, making her furious. She glared at me, breaking the kiss, but I tried to take control, satisfying her wish.

Pushing me down again, she attacked my neck hungrily. Her constant grind over my groin was making me crazy more and more.

“I will make you cry today.” Her confession made me laugh. I wrapped my arms around her and peeped into her challenging eyes. It was just evening. I wasn’t planning to spend a moment outside her until the sun set again.

“Ohh, then I can guarantee; you won’t be able to take a step the entire week.” She smirked and fumbled her hands around my waist to remove my pants, guiding my already hard member inside her.

She bit my neck, suppressing her scream as she was getting filled with me. I started peppering kisses all over her shoulder to subside the pain. She was so tight because we hadn’t loved each other for quite some time. I was surprised at her sensitivity, even though her body felt softer under my rough grip, wanting me to merge her in me.

“Snowflake” I screamed as she pushed me aside, getting control over herself and chewed my nipple in her teeth. Her pace of bouncing was maddening. I could see the fuming red face of her loving and punishing me at the same time. She had closed her eyes, drawing in her ecstasy of pleasure. Her perfectly bouncing tits could take my life away.

I get up and hugged her, letting her fuck me the way she wanted. She sneaked her hands into my hairs, pulling me closer to her full bosom. I took her cue and sucked her erected bosoms, warming them with my mouth. She gasped loudly, filling herself with a tone of air.

The walls of my bedroom resonated with the screams and moans of her as I started thrusting from down. Her blazing anger had subsided, causing her strength to drain. I took control of her body, making her sure of who she was with. Her moans became the prayers for me and she my goddess.

Pushing her back on bed, I entered deeper into her, creating immeasurable joy for my owner of pleasure making tools. I made sure each trust would blow her mind and, as expected, her walls started shuddering under me. This familiar and lovable feeling triggered me. Losing my control, I attacked over her sweet inviting chest, leaving the tracing of or blossoming love.

“Even though I don’t have the heart to give you, I have the body for your complete submission.” She held my face in her hand, pouring her soul through it, she cummed over my cock, swelling it impossibly, threatening to break the walls of the heavenly cage.

“You don’t offer me anything. I already have everything which is made for me.” I look at her lips under my mercy, hearing her answer, and accompany her with the jet of mine. The beast inside us would not be satisfied with just one round. She smirked in our kiss, as I was still trusting inside her when I was Cumming.

There weren’t restrictions over our hearts. Both of us had lost control of ourselves, diving into the sea of each other, wanting to go feral.

She let out a heavy breath and crashed on the chest, panting hard after her sixth release. I wrapped my arm around her, striking her head. She was exhausted by our play.

She looked up, kissing my chest with her calmed eyes. She relaxed on my body, but her turmoil wasn’t hidden from me.

“Water,” I scooted back, holding her on top of me to reach the side table. She rolled her eyes, and I thrust inside, drawing a scream from her.

“Your body is changing.” I said, giving her a glass of her, and she gulped it down, showering me with her alluring glares.

“How do you know?” She asked, rolling away from me.

“I know you more than yourself, Snowflake.” She mocked, making a weird face.

“Bedsheets need to be changed, Arius.” She commented with her scarlet blush. We spent ten hours with each other and I witnessed the proof. I was proud of myself. I made her cum until she couldn’t anymore.

I pressed a button to call the maid and picked up my naked beauty in my arms. She wrapped her hands around me and I entered the bathroom. I placed her in the empty bathtub and went to open the tap. She signed as the warm water tickled her legs.

She was exceptionally calm and sad, too. It was the first time she enjoyed fucking so much, letting every concern go behind. I could feel her love through every touch and kiss of hers. It was a divine feeling for the devil like me.

I sat in the bathtub, resting her head over me. It’s been fifteen minutes. I was waiting for her to say a word. Her silence always terrorized me, her brilliant mind can wander anywhere.

“Why aren’t you speaking anything, Arius?” I chuckled at her question and bent down to kiss her. I took her upper lip in mine and stroked her red entrance, making her moan.

“I was waiting for you to say. You have something for me. I said over her lips and entered my hard dick in an already swollen heaven of mine. She groaned, rubbing her face in my neck.

“I can’t, Arius.” Her hold over my shoulder tightened.

“I know. I just want to be inside you. It’s my home.” She bit my neck at my words but relaxed, wrapping her hands around me. She was silent again, hearing my thumping beats.

“I saw my mother, Arius.” She finally broke her wall of mind, scooting closer to me, allowing my dick further inside her.

“I mean, my birth mother. She was running in darkness with me in her hands.” I froze at her words. She was talking about Zia Lauren, not her adopted mother. I looked at her tensed figure and kissed her forehead.

“She told me to hide and promised not to say a word.” I felt her tear drop on my chest and pulled her closer.

“They burned her down, alive.” Her hands were shivering over my waist, crying mutely. No one knew what happened to Zia Lauren after that attack. She was dead, that’s what I knew, but never thought she had witnessed it. My Snowflake must have been terrified.

“Then you, too, disappear in fire. Leaving me alone to suffer.” Her words stabbed my heart. My prank triggered her trauma, causing her to suffer.

“I am-” She shut my mouth with her lips, holding me tight; I got it and kissed her senselessly. I picked her up from the bathtub, drying her body carefully and I tucked her in a fresh bed, spooning her from behind.

“Sleep my Snowflake, you are exhausted.” I pulled a cover over our naked body, wrapping my body over her like a second skin. She turned to face me with her dimmed eyes and traced her finger over my old wounds.

“You should rest too, my Arius. You won’t be mine anymore; tomorrow is your wedding.” She signed and closed her eyes, letting her tears flow. I watch her slowly drawn to sleep.

“Don’t worry, my fragile, I will always be yours and to protect you, I have to marry another girl.” I thought, sinking with her.