44. Pleasure and a midnight stalker

Guess who's back !!!

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POV: Rebecca? 

She was waiting, waiting while her heart beat strongly and fast in her chest, Like a war drum wishing to burst from her ribcage. She felt her skin was susceptible today or was it just simply the expectation of what was to come?

She was not completely sure of the answer herself.

She was fully naked, her smooth skin touching the slightly cold bed in a way that made her expectations and desires only rise. Every second felt like hours had passed.

She knew what was to come and had wanted it from the moment she had seen him. No, it was even earlier than that. . . 

A longing she never knew she could have. A lust that was both overwhelming and fulfilling at the same time and that felt right to her. 

Her breath picked up as soon as she felt the growing footsteps approach. Her perky breasts rose a mesmerizing dance that was seductive and hypnotizing as sweat started to run down the curves of her exposed body; down to the bed covers mixing with the scent that was intoxicating her as she waited for his arrival. 

The door opened and her breath was caught and she was sure she had forgotten how to breathe for a complete second. Or maybe it was even longer than that.

" Yummy " 

She heard him speak and saw the way his eyes traced her body, the way his eyes radiated a charm that attracted her deeper and deeper the more she gazed into them. 

And she suddenly felt a sudden shyness, a hint of nervousness rising in her but she knew what she wanted.

" Come lay down with me." She said.

Loan approached and her eyes followed his movement as he approached. She could not understand what was happening, anything that he did, she seemed to find attractive. 

It was like magic was at work.

His presence was silent but he stopped beside the bed looking over her naked figure and she knew he also felt what she was feeling. This tingling that was pulling them together.

He started to slowly remove the cloth that was covering his body and this quickly caught her attention. 

The way her eyes landed on his chest the moment his shirt was removed, tracing every line of his physique and the desire that arose in her as she wished to be held in those warm hands and the subsequent lust that once again rose as he was fully nude. 

Exposing everything for her to view.

" Wow! "

It was an instant reaction that she could not hold back as she saw his manhood and her body reacted in kind as she felt the wetness down below running down her thighs. 

A sticky tingly feeling started bothering her. A sort of itch that needed to be scratched.

" Wow indeed. " 

The rest of the night was like a dream. A fever dream that never ended or stopped and she wished for it to never stop. 

At one moment, his tongue was running wild in her honey pot, coiling and slithering inside her in a way that made her body completely jelly and she found herself closing her legs around his head as her hands ran through his beautiful hair, pulling him closer and closer into her wetness. 

" ~ Please ~ Go deepperr ~~ Oh my Goddd ! ~ " At first, she had thought it was dirty of him to do this but now, all she wanted was this pleasure. The release that was building in her very body.

" ~AHHH ~ " 

She felt his tongue touching something that made her vibrate, a shiver running down her. And he focussed his attack there. Once twice thrice and she felt herself burst into pleasure. 

The release she just had made her body numb and her mind blank, a sense of clarity that was quickly being overshadowed by her once again rising lust.

Her breathing was deep and her throat was slightly sore. His face came up to meet her eyes and she saw the slight glistening on his face and the way he licked his lips. 

Slowly and seductively.

" Tastes like honey," He said smiling in a way that once again made her needy for his touch. It was a need that her body wanted immediately satisfied.

She threw herself to him in a passionate kiss that she wished never ended. Exchanging a mixture of saliva and her fluids. 

The next moment, he was on top of her, fully sheathed in her and she had never felt as full as she had at that moment. As if a part of her had been filled as she ignored the slight pain that appeared the moment they were joined. 

At this point, the pain was nothing more than a passing thought in her mind.

His tongue never left hers and his hands were doing a wonderful job handling her perky breasts, sometimes gentle and sometimes rough, it did not matter, she loved it anyway. 

His movement started slow, and she felt her folds mold around him every time he moved in and out. Coiling around him wishing he would stay longer and releasing him for the next thrust.

It was like a dance between the two of them as her body also moved trying to maintain the pace between them. 

Her head started getting clouded as she heard the sound their movement produced and she moved forward once again their tongues dancing together.

She felt his hand working its magic on her perked-up nipples as he pinched and molded them in a way that made her feel like she was on a cloud-like she was the most comfortable she ever felt

 And when she felt his speed pick up once again she felt the instinct for release once again swell in her. The way his manhood started swelling inside her made her know that he was also near his release. 

How long was it second, minutes, hours, she did not know and neither cared but when she felt the swelling come from the invader inside her when she felt his increased pace, her legs naturally coiled around him in a tight hold and she disentangled her tongue to pull their bodies closer together. 

" ~ Inside ~~ Finish inside! ~~ " She shouted and she felt him burst inside her, filling her with his essence and her release also soon came after in what felt like a numbing pleasure. 

It was like the breath was taken from her or the world had lost its color. His hot steamy breath landed on her ears and the still-hard invader inside her failed to diminish her lust. 

" Let's do it again. " His voice was steamy in her ears and the heat once again rose within her.

For the rest of the night, her dream never stopped.

 In different positions and throughout the entire room, completely covered in their essence, a mixture of pleasure, lust, and fulfillment that seemed to never end. And maybe even . . . love? 

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POV: MIKAEL 

Mikael traced the back of the sleeping girl beside him and he smiled seeing the shivers that went down her. He thought about the past few hours and what had happened between them and he felt satisfied. 

Not just with the physical satisfaction but with also the information he had managed to acquire from his sweet Rebecca as she sang his name and spilled everything she knew over her clouded mind. 

Names, places, and rumors he did not know the value they held for now but he would over time. Because for some reason, he felt they were of importance. He knew they held a certain relevance in this world but for the ignorant him, they were of little help.

Was there a possibility that this random world was of more importance than a fairy tale?

 He lacked an answer but he was very sure of someone who had the answers he wanted. 

His ignorance only increased the value of Zoe further.

But something Rebecca had said had stuck with him. Rumors she had heard were passed among the villagers and passing merchants.

 Whispers of unknown animals or strange events. Rumors of people dying suddenly or people suddenly forgetting events for absolutely no reason. A passing event of someone behaving strangely and then returning to normal. 

Or at least she said they were rumors. Her body said she wasn't lying and Mikael was confident in his ability to comprehend people. Especially when they were in compromising situations.

And what had truly caught his attention was the talk of places. Places even in his old world he knew of had been remembered in history as having not-so-friendly events happening. 

Passed from merchants far and reaching the ears of the common villagers by luck or some sort of mystical intervention.

She said she heard it majorly from her mother, of a place called Salem.

Mikael never stopped running his hand through the girl's warm back. Appreciating her ample curves as he thought over her words, the truth of them to be exact. And he wondered who this girl was. 

Her real identity, that is.

She had already shown to be knowledgeable in certain subjects and eloquent in her speech. Not like the common people he had met so far. She was strange and mysterious and that was what attracted him more. 

His most likely guess was that she was a girl from a rich family that had odd hobbies, no other explanation would explain why she was acting as a waiter while having this much information on her.

He thought over the explanation he had been given on his attributes majorly in his luck attribute and he wondered whether this would be considered a random encounter.

 Mikael did not know what importance it held but he knew it was of importance.

That was why Mikael despised lacking information. He did not know how to act with the lack of information. He did not know whether a name was of importance or if a place was significant and that was a problem. A problem he would make sure to fix soon. 

It was during this contemplation that Mikael by sheer luck, because that was what it was caught a silhouette at the corner of his vision. A slight glance that made his body instantly stiff by the sheer impossibility of what had happened. 

Someone had been watching him !!!

And he had not noticed.

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A/N 

First, try writing a steamy scene. I hope it isn't too bad. 

I also left several hints about the main world the Mc is in, can anyone guess ??? 

The question of who is Rebecca remains unanswered.