Chapter 42 Immortal Desire (1)
“Well, since you’re sorry,” I whispered in his ear. My hips ground on top of his, making him groan with the friction. Not long after, I felt the bulge below my thigh.
His eyes flashed before me, and I knew exactly what his next move would be. He always liked to take control. To be on top of me and pumped me the way he wanted.
“This attraction thing is really annoying and I need a release,” I said coldly to him, “If you feel even a fraction of guilt, let me use you.”
The flash in his eyes died down. “Use?” He didn’t like the word because it meant he had to relinquish control.
“Yes, I’ll be in charge. I’m just using you to find my release,” I said firmly.
Seeing his pained expression, I knew he couldn’t resist. He wanted it, too. He must have been feeling guilty all this time, because, in just a few seconds, he agreed. “Alright,” he said. His fingers started unbuttoning his belt. But I swatted his hands away. “I’m in charge.”
He frowned slightly but didn’t say another word as I took control of his body from that moment onwards. I wasn’t really aroused, I just wanted to play with him.
After taking off his belt, I pulled down his zipper and underwear. His shaft was already hard. I trailed my fingers on his meat, from the bottom to the tip, just the way he liked it. He groaned a little.
“I can’t believe you’ve changed so drastically,” I said, “The Alexander you showed me differed totally from the one I see almost every day now.”
“You’d be surprised by how much time can alter someone gradually.”
His shaft pulsed under my palm. He was hard, and he turned out to need the release more than me. I tapped my finger on top of his shaft.
“Would you hurr–“
“I’ve lost my desire,” my words cut him off. I jotted down from on top of him and started walking to the door.
“What?” his voice was laced with a deep growl.
“You heard me,” I said nonchalantly, not stopping my step.
Just when I was opening the door, he used one hand to close the door hard. His body had come up behind me, really close. I could feel his bulge nudging my pants. “You can’t just walk away,” he whispered in my ear.
“Are you going to force me?” I asked. My eyes found his. “I am not your sugar baby anymore. I have no obligation to please you and I shall not partake in an act I do not give my consent to.”
He looked bewildered. Because I used to almost never say no to him. He could reject me, but if I reject him, he wouldn’t like it.
My eyes peeked downward. His shaft was still hard. Giving him a blue ball now might hurt his manhood but come on, one day being blue balled wouldn’t kill him. Besides, he deserved it!
When his eyes still looked at me wildly, I thought he was still in shock. “You thought I wouldn’t reject you?” I scoffed, “Think again.”
But his words instead shocked me, “No, no. I was just… you talked exactly like Kira.”
I know since I am the Lady, that means Kira is my past life. I am Kira’s reincarnation and the reincarnation of every other Lady that has existed. Technically, I am Kira and Kira is me. But our life experiences are different and so, I could not say I was exactly her.
I didn’t feel like a Kira. That woman was too amazing and too brave to be me. She sacrificed her life to save the world. How can I compare myself to that?
“I’m not her,” I said. “I am Arianna. Not Kira or any other Lady before me.”
“I know.”
“So why can’t you treat me just like any other girl instead of treating me like an ex-girlfriend who cheated on you repeatedly?” My eyes pierced through him sharply. “You have been treating me like shit, Lex. And because of what? Because I quit as your sugar baby? Because I am Kira’s reincarnation?”
Lex opened his mouth, then closed it again. He had no words to rebut me. And he shouldn’t have. It was high time he realizes his wrongs and knows that he had upset me.
“No,” he said with a low whisper, “I’m just a screwed-up soul, Ari. I’m a bastard, the man who started the ending of the world and forced my wife to sacrifice her soul, the man who cannot love right and cannot win you in this lifetime.”
I blinked. “Kira was your wife?” My eyes widened in shock, and my mouth fell open.
He nodded.
No way. No way. No way! I mean, being Lex’s love is one thing, but being his wife too? My brows crinkled and sadness just kicked inside me again. I looked at his eyes and I knew my eyes were like a beacon of empathy. Urgh! God damn it, dear Beelzebub! This man cannot let me be mad for even a minute!
Damn it!
“I know you’re not Kira,” he said in a whisper. His hot breath reached my face, “And I’m sorry for being an asshole.” I knew it. He was using my empathy to gain forgiveness.
“Is there a chance we can start over again?” he asked, “You’re right. You’re a different person.”
He leaned into me. “But I don’t want to treat you like any other girl. I want you, Ari. You.”
I gulped. “No, you don’t,” I said, “Your actions so far have proven that you do not.”
“I was being my idiot self. Tell me how to redeem myself and I’ll do it,” he said, “You previously said you want to use me, so use me. You’re in control.”
“Just…” his voice strained in the middle, “will you consider giving me a fair chance?”
“Fair?”
He nodded. “Try not to go to the others this time. If I make more effort, will you look at me instead?”
I surely did not expect things to go this way. My desire to punish him melted, just like that. But a part of me still thought it is wise not to forgive him instantly. Men can spew sweet nonsense and I am not those gullible girls who come back to their abusers. Not that Lex had been abusing me. If he had, I would have run away. He was just being rude and annoying, but still, you know, a decent man shouldn’t have acted like that.
So I said the first thing that came to my mind, “Let me take your blood and saliva sample for my research. Tell me anything you know about your immortality. Then, I will consider forgiving you and starting over with you.”
Lex looked down at his manhood. It was still tense. I saw him wincing. It must be a pain to withhold such natural lust. I bit the inside of my cheek to prevent myself from laughing.
“Fine,” he said, “But can you take them here? I don’t think this little guy is calming down anytime soon.”
Little? I never thought of it as little. But of course, I wouldn’t tell him that because I didn’t want to stroke his ego right then.
