DEFINITELY HIS

Klauss and Mort immediately left the private airport with the sleeping maiden and took the road out of Brethren City. The long highway rested in silence as the starry black sky wept over it. The cool monsoon air carried a sweet moist scent of the night. The silver moonlight travels through the trees and sheds on the land.

"Boss, what's your plan now? The Massoullèves will surely hunt you down for taking Sumire without their permission. What you're doing is kidnapping, Boss." Klauss asked looking at Mort through the front mirror of the car. He drives and takes them to the place he was ordered to.

"I have everything under control. The Massoullèves will never know I took their daughter away. Sumire is mine." Mort replied in a cold tone with his famous stoic face. His eyes locked on the beautiful lass sleeping in his lap.

Sumire's face suddenly twitched as if she was in pain and squeezed herself inside Mort's cloak like a baby. It took a few seconds for it to disappear and serenity returned to her face. After hours of driving, they are out of the famous city.

"We're here, Boss," Klauss said and swerve the car. They took the deserted road into the deep forest.

In the distance, the howl of wolves can be heard and the cold whispers of the wind come from the North. The road took them to the beach. The waves were gently drenching the sand. Mort pressed something on his phone and seconds later, a magnificent bridge rose from the bottom of the sea. The long, well-engineered bridge connects to the hidden island, a paradise that has never been discovered by people except for Mort. He found this little paradise when he washed ashore at the place after he survived the assassination of their clan's enemy when he was young. The island once saved his life. By then, Mort decided to study engineering to improve this island and make it his secret base and vacation home. He had his expert team from all over the world build this magnificent structure. No one knows the existence of the island except Mort, Klauss, Narco, the twins, Leroy and Lyric.

Klauss drove the car to the sea bridge to the secret island. Mort was looking out through the opened window as he hugged the maiden to warm her, the dawn broke little by little in the East. The sea is so serene that its clarity seems to reflect the twinkling stars in the sky. The plinking of the wave-music was enthralling.

When they reached the island, the bridge slowly sank back to the water without leaving a trace. Klauss immediately made his way inside the island where Mort's modern but palatial house was built. As soon as they were at the entrance, they were immediately greeted by the pride of a rare breed of tigers and panthers. Mort bought them abroad when they are cubs for billions of dollars and raised them. His pets also serve as island keepers.

They all tail the car until they got inside the humungous gate. When Klauss got down, one of the wild white panthers immediately pounced on him and licked his face. The clean freak of a man shivered in disgust but later smiled.

"Whoah, easy there buddy..." Klauss laughed as he petted the panther's head. They're all friendly and quite naughty sometimes. He opened the backseat and Mort spat there carrying the sleeping beauty.

"Uughhhmm..." Sumire moaned as if writhing in pain and started sweating hard. From the group, a she-tiger brings its snout to the maiden in Mort's arms and smells her scent.

"Is she sick?" Klauss asked, but the hunk didn't answer him. Mort watched closely how Sumire's brows creased into a deep frown just like he had seen earlier.

Mort enters the luxurious home with the maiden in his arms. He brought her to the darkened master's bedroom and place her on the king-size bed. The hunk dressed her nakedness, wearing only his oversize white long sleeve and boxer shorts.

Klauss was left outside along with Mort's wild pets. The secretary took Sumire's luggage from the car.

MORNING...

Sleeping peacefully in the soft bed, Sumire was cradling a pillow to her chest. The sun was beaming through the opened curtain, and she groaned. Sumire groggily wakes up in an unfamiliar place. Her vision is sleep-blurred. She rose from the bed with messy hair. She sleepily blinks. She rubs away the sleep fogging her vision with the fingers of her right hand.

By then, Sumire found herself in a massive octagon-shaped deluxe master suite. From the long white curtain, she could see the sea horizon and the gentle breeze stirred the place. Her jaw greatly dropped at the scenic view ahead. Her eyes peruse the place when the streak of pain crawled between her legs and lower abdomen. A groan escaped her lips.

Her whole face blushing so hard and she bit her lip when the flash of the steamy scene between her and Mort last night came back to her mind. But now her whole body hurts and she felt very tired and exhausted.

"Where am I?" The maiden asked and looked at herself. She felt relieved and a smile formed on her lips when she found herself wearing one of Mort's clothes and she could smell his intoxicating scent from there. She's getting addicted to his scent lately. But her sweet smile quickly disappeared when an excruciating pain crawl on her lower abdomen once more. The pain is written on her face.

"Aww! Damn, it hurts!" Sumire hugs her aching belly. When she felt her body calm, she left the bed and went to the massive glassed window, unaware of the blood painted on the bed. The maiden smiled as the sea breeze lingers on her nostrils. It gently stirred her messy bed hair.

The huge door of the bedroom opened and Mort entered inside wearing only his boxers and carrying a tray of food. He found the maiden no longer in bed but his gaze captured the most beautiful scenery in the morning. His eyes locked on the maiden standing on the terrace of the bedroom with her eyes closed feeling the beach breeze kissing on her skin. But the smile on her lips vanished in just a blink of an eye when she saw him.

"Good morning, my lo-" Mort was cut off when Sumire piercingly eyed him and raised an eyebrow at him.

"There's nothing good in my morning," She said and turn her back on him. Mort placed the food on the nearside table and went to her place.

Sumire was stunned when his one strong hand encircled her waist and pulled her closer. She could feel the big bulge poking her back. Mort then gave her a peck on the lips.

"Did I do something wrong, hmm?" Mort asked in a deep tone but Sumire rolled her eyes at him. He was the culprit why she was suffering in pain, especially between her thighs and she can hardly walk properly.

The maiden wanted to complain to him but embarrassment took over her. Ashamed to admit it but she was enjoying his XL size. Her body quickly surrendered to his touch.

"Am not in the mood to see you right now. Don't talk to me." Sumire responded in an annoyed tone and broke free from Mort's embrace. She returned to the bed, slow and barely able to walk. She felt so tired even though she was doing nothing and the pain in her lower abdomen was unbearable.

Mort's ears slightly reddened when he saw the red stain painted on her white long sleeve behind her back. He's not dumb to not know what it is because he has a sister and it occurs often to Mischa.

Sumire had not even reached the foot of the bed when Mort suddenly hugged her tightly from behind. His breath teasingly crawled on her skin as his lips kissed her neck.

"I know why you're not in the mood right now," Mort said huskily, so hot and tempting. Sumire frowned.

"What are you talking about?" Unmoved from his embrace, Sumire asked innocently but frowning. She was trying to fight herself not to squeal in elation. She lowered her head and secretly bit her lower lip.

"Your period babe, it leaks." His hot breath crawled on her neck when Mort whispered and playfully bit her ear. Sumire felt her hair stood on end and was nailed from her position when she felt a sudden leak dripping between her legs.

All her blood rose to her face in extreme embarrassment and she quickly freed herself away from him to take a look behind but Mort quickly lifted her up in a bridal style.

'Shit, shit, why now when I don't have a sanitary pad in me!' She mumbled in the back of her mind and involuntarily hid her face in her palms.

"Don't look at me," Sumire said with a reddened face. 'Gosh! This is embarrassing!' She started to freak out. Mort's lips curved into a smirk.

"Hmmm, you know, I'm in the mood to make you feel better," Mort said in a sultry tone. He lit a fire inside her. He then brings her to the bed. Sumire's eyes widened when she come to realize what he meant.

"Don't you dare, Mort. My cherry still hurts because of your size. Do it and I'll fucking bury you alive." Sumire glared at him. Her whole face reddened with pure embarrassment when she suddenly uttered out loud what was supposed to be in her mind. Mort laid her back on the soft mattress.

"I would fucking love it if you buried me deep inside you." Mort playfully grinned and leaned, teasingly touching her lips with his. He placed her hand above her head. Her groan in pain never escapes from his keen hearing.

He slowly opened the button of her sleeves with one hand as he kept on kissing her passionately and removed her undergarment in one swift. She savored the taste of his lips, his tongue entwined with hers. Mort dominated her.

When he succeeded in undressing her, Mort took off his boxer shorts and kneeled gloriously. He parted her closed thighs, spreading her legs wide. She was nakedly exposed to him. His engorged untamed shaft sprang, ready to impale her. There's no need to foreplay to get her wet as her blood acts as a natural lubricant.

"I don't think it's a good idea, we're dirtying the bed," Sumire said shyly, blushing hard and unable to look into his eyes. Her hair spread messily on the bed as she was panting. The heavy flow of her blood started to make a mess on the white sheet.

"You look hot when you're messy." He breathed, taken by her beauty as always. Mort admired the hot and erotic scene in his sight. Her face glowing in red and eyes half-closed, he felt her burning in desire to take her.

"Don't you feel disgusted with my blood?" Sumire asked, covering her face with her hand. She wanted to stop him but Mort was stronger than her. Although she is ashamed to admit it to herself, she'd like to do it on her period.

Mort leaned and slowly opened her hands revealing her reddened face. He brushed her hair out of her face and planted tiny kisses on her cheeks and lips. He sexily grinned. "I have my hand soaked in the blood of my enemy. Do you think your period matters to me?"

With her one leg on his arm, he positioned himself behind Sumire and aimed his maddening hard and thick arousal at her wet core. He smiled. "I can stop your cramps and bleed for nine months, babe. Trust me." His warm breath on her neck made her involuntarily tingle.

By then he plunges inside without a warning. Mort thrust gently, moving in and out, stretching her tight hole and filling her. His shaft is throbbing inside. Sumire's lips parted and scream in silence when he start moving. Slow and gentle, she moans as Mort massages her inner walls with his massive rod.

"Please, yes! Oh, please!" She cried in bliss as he groped her breast and gently kneaded it, increasing his pace. She found herself bouncing on the mattress. He savored her, groaning every time he pulled back and plunges in. Her blood dripped on the sheet.

Sumire quivered as he slid his delicious shaft into her. Another wave of blood came out of her but Mort never let go of the weapon he'd primed between his legs. He changed his position and placed himself on top of her. Mort continued railing her as he held her by the ass cheeks. Their eyes met, burning with fierce desire.

"Mort, wait I-aahh..." her words are left in the air as he presses deeper into her core. 'God, he's a bully!' The sound of their raw flesh pumping, groans and gasps, sweats filling the air drives her crazy.

Her nails dug and scratched his back. Mort lowered his head to cover her mouth roughly with his. He filled her and pressed against her walls, forcing intense pleasure-pain into her body. Owning her. The hot pressure in her belly became almost unbearable as he rub her clit, spreading heat between her legs.

"Mort, I can't hold it anymore..." Sumire bit, leaving teeth marks on his shoulder as he thrust more vigorously into her with each passing second.

"Come for me, Sumire." A lustful sound took over his throat and accelerated his pace. She exploded from the intense pleasure. His shaft was glistening with the white liquid mixed with her blood. Waves of ecstasy spread through her. The exquisite pleasure was almost too much to bear.

Forcing her eyes open, she saw his gaze, burning and black with passion, steady on hers. Wrapping her legs around his hips, Sumire met each of his unforgiving poundings. His control was now gone and she reveled in it.

"Carried this with me for months now," he meaningfully whispered, lips soft against hers. Mort buried his face in her neck and let out a feral moan. He erupted inside, filling her with his warm essence and bathing her glistening pearl with his come.

Mort slid in and out, reveling in his climax as his lips found hers. He continued to ride his orgasm, slowly pumping her, and letting her feel his delicious release as much as he did. He pushed his shaft deep inside her once more. He was breathing heavily and grunting satisfaction.

Looking so messy, hot and sweaty, Mort releases her lips, eyes burning in desire. Sumire cupped his face and smiled weakly. With his loads inside her, she felt already full even though she hadn't eaten anything in the morning. She felt the cramps in her tummy gradually subsided.

"Let's get you clean."

Mort took the maiden to the bathroom and they showered together. But after a few minutes soaking in the water, the squishy erotic sound of slapping skins, moans and groans echoing the bathroom walls.

Under the hot shower, her back was pressed against the cold wall, moving up and down in a steady rhythm. The bathroom is warm and steamy, the glass is foggy. Their hot breaths condense on the glassed wall of the bathroom leaving her handprints visible slowly running down. He kiss and nibble her neck as she shattered in high pitch moan. She was panting as he rhythmically thrust her.

Gripping his shoulders, Mort pounds her against the wall, and Sumire rides another wave of pleasure. He kissed her shoulder and up her neck, slowly planting more kisses on the side of her face. Her legs on his massive arms, he rocked with her, and with each deep and powerful stroke, her nails now digging at his flesh, leaving red, angry marks. Mort didn't seem to care. He continued to ravish her.

"Aaahh! Mort! Oh, yes!" Sumire bit her lower lip looking so hot and erotic in the shower. His massive length penetrated her soft folds, hot from the exquisite friction from their union.

Her blood drips onto the cold floor and merges with the bath water as Mort rams her non-stop. His finger slipped between the wet folds of her flesh and rub her clit, causing more waves of pleasure to course through her. She was bouncing up and down, eyes half-open, looking up into his eyes and watching the pleasure unfold on his face.

"Sumire, fuck! I'm coming!" He spurted inside her, showering her womb with his warm essence, his energy pouring into her. His raw arousal and hot release brought her a high of pure bliss. She was panting and titillating. Her legs quivered from the bliss. They make a hot and wet bloody mess.

The hot water was intoxicating and combined with the aftermath of their intense orgasm. Sumire felt completely relaxed. Her cramps slowly fade. A broad, weakened smile plastered on her face as she enjoyed the hot stream of water cascade over her. Sumire was about to kiss him when she fell unconscious in his chest.

Mort came out of the bathroom carrying the weakened maiden who fell asleep after a load of his cums. She was covered only with his white towel. He tired her up. He placed Sumire on the sofa and changed the bed sheet covered in blood with a new one. He then scooped her up and brought her to the bed and laid her down.

Mort took his laptop and searched for something for the maiden and her period. "I'm sure I made her cramps gone," he whispered to himself and glance at Sumire. He then called the secretary who quickly appeared outside his and Sumire's bedroom.

"We're going to buy something in the city. Get the chopper ready. I'm just going to get dressed." Mort commanded and Klauss obeyed right away. They can get home faster with his chopper than traveling in his car.

When they arrived in the city, they drove the car to the famous shopping mall. Looking so hot and gorgeous in his fitted black shirt and sunglasses, Mort gazes at the time on his wristwatch. He was about to enter a feminine store when Klauss suddenly blocked his way. He has never seen his Boss do shopping in his entire life.

The secretary looked at him in surprise. "Boss, what are you buying inside that store?" Klauss asked as the passing shoppers looked at them.

"Sanitary pads," Mort replied curtly and went inside. Klauss followed him. The female assistants immediately greeted them showing their assets and flash seductive smiles. Mort and Klauss completely ignored and passed through them.

"Who were you giving it to, Boss?" Klauss asked unwittingly again, having no idea what Mort would use it for.

"For Sumire," Mort answered and took out three carts. He began to get different types of sanitary pads varied in sizes and filled the carts with it which made Klauss's eyes widen almost popping his eyes out of its socket.

The female staff, on the other hand, were thrilled at what they see. Two gorgeous hunks shopping together, buying sanitary napkins. The shoppers especially women increased in number and buy something inside the store just to get closer to the two handsome men.

Waves of whispers and pleasing chatters linger in the air. All eyes darted on Mort and Klauss.

"Aww, so sweet. I hope I'll have a husband like him. Does he have a girlfriend?"

"I wish my boyfriend was as hot and handsome as he is..."

"His wife must be so lucky."

Mort's face remained stoic after hearing pleasant admirations and didn't seem to care to his surroundings. He gave the three shopping carts full of sanitary pads to Klauss and handed him his black card.

"Pay it at the counter. And buy this store too. I'll just make a call." Mort commanded and dialed someone on the phone. Klauss obeyed him right away even though he was still stunned by the number of sanitary napkins his Boss bought.

"Can Sumire wear all of these? That dermatobia hominis...does she bleed every day?" Klauss asked himself and pinch one of the pads and read the brand name. He shuddered at the thought of Sumire's menstruation as he brought the carts to the counter.

When they got out of the sanitary store, Mort's men were there and took the things he was shopping for. They brought them to the car. Mort attracted the shop-goers' attention with no hardship even after wearing simple clothes. He stood in the place very tall, muscular man with broad shoulders. His spicy aroma was appealing and his mysterious aura surrounded him. Women and teenagers are drooled over and secretly take pictures of him.

"Call Leroy. I want all the captured photos to be removed. Pronto." Mort ordered Klauss again and his secretary quickly dialed Leroy's phone number.

Mort went into the stuffed toys. He purchases countless adorable plushies and four human-size teddy bears. And like the previous store, he bought the stuffed toys store.

More than five black cars were parked outside in front of the famous shopping mall. After Mort and Klauss came out, the imported chocolates and galloons of ice cream Mort ordered from abroad arrived. His men quickly put all the purchased items into the cars and took what he bought to the helipad of his building.

Mort cast one glance at the mall and shifted his gaze back at his secretary.

"Klauss, I want this shopping mall under my name."