Thirty-Five

"ARE YOU STILL AWAKE, DARLING?" HE ASKED petting my hair lightly, while I'm in his embrace, with my arms around his waist.

"Mm-hm," I whispered still with my eyes closed, because I could feel the morning light coming out of the windows, even with him shielding my face with his chest. But filled with energy, even though my body was tired, and the sensible area between my legs hurt a bit.

Then I heard a soft giggle, "You were rather savage this night. Hungrier than our first time. More energetic," I sensed as he kissed the top of my head. "So much that you are still awake."

"Have anyone ever told you how beautiful your voice is?" The northern accent sounds very much like the English British accent back on earth (like that of Tom Ellis, or Tom Hiddleston), which I can't help but find extremely charming. "I love your accent. I love the sound of your voice overall to be honest," I whispered as I caressed his back. "It has a deep and rich tone, raspier than most, rougher, and with a strong sound to it. Mm-hm, I could hear you talking for hours, weeks, years, and I wouldn't mind it."

I heard him chuckling again, "You really are a pro at flirting, aren't you?"

"I'm being honest, though. I doubt I've ever heard such an attractive voice like yours. And I'm very attracted to it," I inhaled deeply. "At each second that passes, you proves that you really are my type. Everything about you, even this mystery around you, is charming and magnetic."

He gulped, "No. No one ever said anything like that to me. If one thing, my sister always said my voice was annoying. But probably because I used to talk too much," I want to know more about it, but if I press the matter he'll probably shut it down again.

"Then I already have something opposite to her. I really love your voice. Almost as much as I'm loving those lips of yours."

Knowing what I wanted, he held me by my waist, and bought me closer, so I could kiss him. He kissed me back, intensely, making me moan on his mouth. Then he stopped, caressing my hair, putting the rebel streaks that fell on my face, behind my ears. "I also love your voice, Hope. And your lips, for the matter," he kissed me lightly. "Not that you haven't realized that yet."

"You make me feel a… chaotic type of peace."

He tilted his head to the side, "Chaotic?"

"Hm. All these things you are making me feel since the second we met on my masquerade ball are a tsunami of chaos inside of me. I don't know how to put it other than like this. It's multiple things at the same time, but it's not a chaos that makes me feel drained or anything. As I said it's strangely peaceful. Even with this burning lust that keeps consuming me since I first kissed you, it still brings me some kind of peace."

He pursed his lips, than held my hands and put them on his chest, "Can you feel it?" When I understood what he meant, I felt my face burn, and a smile appeared on his lips. "You are flushing, so I'll take that as yes," then he pressed my hands even more. "I can't say how much it means to me to hear you saying that, Hope, but feel my heart. Can you feel how fast it's beating? I'm here, vulnerable to you, darling. Even though I know that's a dangerous gamble, but I'm letting you in."

"I'm feeling strange," I mumbled. "I don't know how to put it. But it feels strange. It's good, but unknown. So, if I'm starting to fall for you, which has never happened in my life," in my entire existence, for a matter of fact, "you better not be playing with me and break my heart either, alright? Don't forget that I'm kin to revenge. If you break my heart, I'll break yours worse!"

A savage smiled took over his lips, "Is that a threat or a promise, darling?"

"A threatening promise," winking, I mirrored him.

But he nodded, excited, "I like that. Especially because ain't no way I'll break yours. I'm more afraid of the opposite happening. It's way more probable in my eyes."

"Excuse me? Do I look like a heartbreaker to you?"

"Yes!" His answer was so instant that it made me gasp. "Don't get me wrong, Hope. You have a savage, badass, and dangerous air emanating from you. It can't be helped. I feel like if it came to it, you would rather break my heart and stay away from me, than confront anything, any problems that might arise, or take any risks that will come your way by staying with me," by how he gulped, I could tell he sincerely felt insecure about that. "Yes. I shouldn't be thinking about such pessimistic things, I know. However, it can't be helped. I've really been craving to be with you for longer than you can imagine, darling. I wouldn't bear to see you pushing me away from you, for misconceptions about what might happen to you by staying with me."

I blinked, genuinely surprised by his honesty, "You sound like you are in love."

"…" He bit his bottom lip and pressed his forehead on mine.

"You're not in love with me, are you?" But when he said nothing, I got a little exasperated. I held his face gently and made him meet my eyes, even thought I couldn't see his. "Do you love me?"

"Don't ask me something you aren't prepared to hear me saying, Hope. From all I know of you, you might freak out," his voice was a whisper. A sensual whisper.

I felt breathless, "That sounds like a yes."

"Take that as an I don't know, okay?" He giggled, "You are blushing again, darling. Am I making you feel strange?"

"You sure are."

"Like butterflies?"

I wrinkled my nose, "More like annoying bugs."

Smiling, he brushed a kiss on my lips, "We began this running, let's try to walk a little, okay? I'm kind of scared of things that comes too fast, because usually they vanish just as fast."

"Want to slow down a bit?" When he nodded, I kissed his cheek and got out of his lap, than I tried to stood on my feet, by my legs gave in and I felt down.

Bursting out of laughter, he came to me and held me on his arms, "Sorry. I was too rough on you."

"Don't apologize. I like it rough."

"You should be more careful with your words, Hope. If you say that again, I'll get harder and fuck you right here on the ground," his voice got a notch deeper.

"No."

He raised his eyebrows, "No?"

A mischievous grin appeared on the corner of my mouth, "You said you wanted to walk instead of run, so let's not have sex for a while. We've been doing it like beasts in heat on these last two days. That's running."

"What?" I couldn't see it, but I'm sure his eyes opened wide, as much as his mouth did.

"No sex."

Closing and opening his mouth, he seemed to be finding it hard to understand that. "Are you punishing me or something?"

I giggled, "What? No. I would never. It's just that you said no running. So let's walk. Let's kiss and caress each other, but let's prevent from having sex like this."

"So, we'll not sleep together?"

"We will. Just not like this. We'll actually sleep. Like, hugging and stuff. But no sex."

"You won't be able to do that!" Said that he burst out laughing, genuinely doubting me, which pissed me off.

And he think he will? "Pardon me?"

He chuckled, "Darling, did you forget who lost control and turned on the beast-in-heat mode first? It was you. Even though it would be hard, I would have been holding myself up until now if you hadn't gave the first step. So, I doubt you will be able to stop after we already started it."

I raised my eyebrows, feeling challenged. "I promise you I can control myself very well. Now I don't know about you," grinning annoyed, I gave him an up-and-down look.

Putting me back on the bed, he seemed amused, "If we sleep together, you won't be able to stay with me without doing anything, Hope. You are lustful under this angelic looks of yours. Yes, when I start I find it hard to stop, but you are just insatiable. So am I. But I can control myself better. While you can't not start it. "

He's joking, right? "Do you dare to bet on it?"

"Of course. But are you ready to lose?" He came over me, opening my legs and touching his dick on my pussy, making me moan.

"What… what are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" He held my waist and pushed himself inside, making me gasp, spreading that now familiar warmth all over my body. "Besides, you didn't said it already started, darling. So, let's do this one more time, okay? Then we can play our… mmm… game."

I pressed my pussy around him, as he reached the walls of my womb again. Then I pushed him down and sat over him, "Just this time… Then we'll began playing… got it?"

"Crystal…" fighting for the top, he pinned me down, "clear…"

𖣘𖣘𖣘

Just one more time my ass. When we were done it was past 1 pm, after we took a long bath together and he helped me dress quite slowly. Then he felt horny when he saw me on the lingerie and decided to bend me down on the island in the middle of the walk-in-closet, push my underwear aside, and fuck me right there. Which, let me tell you, was a-m-a-z-i-n-g.

Nevertheless, he'll lose this phenomenally.

When we actually finished it, he made me eat all the food he summoned with a snap of his fingers, so I wouldn't be so weak and would be able to walk on my own. Then we sat each on the farthest points of the bed, after he switched all the mattress with an incantation, since we sweat a lot and there was quite a lot of our… fluids on the bed. It was for the better.

Not to mention that we were both using clothes that covered us completely, since I left lots of marks on his body and he did the same to me. And even a blind person would be able to tell how did we get that. Especially the bites marks I left on his shoulders and neck, that made him use a turtleneck long-sleeved shirt.

"Now it's for real, okay? The game started!" He exclaimed.

"Remembering that the only thing we can't do is sex."