SEX TALK

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

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Seeing Adrianna's trembling smile, Damien wondered what caused her to burst into tears.

He stared at her for a moment then kissed her brow.

"I will always be right by your side."

Adrianna nodded. She buried her head in Damien's neck and tightened her legs around his waist.

Damien sighed.

He caressed Adrianna's hair as he looked vacantly at the couch opposite him.

"Last week, I was not feeling well. It was you who helped me, wasn't it?" She whispered against his skin.

"uhm. What happened then?" He remembered he was in the plantation with Marius dealing with some annoying flies.

"Steffie and I went to watch a basketball league. At that time, I was overwhelmed by everything around me. The nose, the smell, everything. It was a sensory overload."

Damien stiffened for a second before his body relaxed again.

"Steffie is my bhessy, by the way." Adrianna added.

"Bhessy? Bosom friend?"

"Yep."

Damien continued to caress Adrianna's hair. He thought for a bit. Then decided to put her in the picture.

"The closer you are to awakening, the more sensitive your senses will be. During this time, your feelings will also be overstated and you will easily be ruffled at the drop of a hat."

Damien paused and took a deep breath.

"You will experience an incomparable thirst. And you will feel an intense sexual craving like no other."

Adrianna's heart skipped a beat at the last statement.

Is that why her parents decided to give her the music box a month before she turned eighteen?

Adrianna frowned.

Come to think of it, her parents should know who she really is. Would it hurt them if she ask? She will have to ponder on this.

"I have asked a witch to give you something that would make you sleep through the awakening process. The witch said it would take its toll on your body. She advised against it. What do you think?" Damien asked with a hint of hesitation in his voice.

Adrianna raised her head and stared at Damien's face.

"What would happen if I take the sleeping potion?"

"Considering the existing potion and spell your under, its hard to tell the repercussions if you take another potion."

Adrianna held Damien's eyes. Her face looking as serious as a military officer.

"Let's do the normal way. I have nothing against using spells to others, but I would rather stray away from them." Adrianna firmly decided.

Damien felt a stampede in his heart.

"You are only sixteen."

This big sister is already in her mid thirties! Adrianna mentally shouted.

"So? Don't get me pregnant." Adrianna raised a brow at Damien. As if she is out to provoke him.

Damien can't help but heave.

"Baby, you.are.underage."

"Tell me more about it." Adrianna smirked. Then she added as an after thought. "How old are you, by the way?"

When Adrianna thought Damien has no intention of answering, he spat out the answer between clenched teeth.

"Older than your oldest language."

Adrianna giggled. She glanced at Damien.

"That language is dead already." Adrianna would have loved to tease him more. But looking at Damien's sour face, she restrained herself. She instead hid her face in Damien's neck and laughed softly.

Damien is greatly respected for his age. And its the first time he is being mocked for being an Ancient.

He felt like his balls took a smashing hit.

After a time, Adrianna raised her flushed face from Damien's neck. She tilted her head in amusement and curiosity.

"In the old age, its normal to marry at age 13 or 14. I never thought an antique like you would be this uptight."

"An expert told me that females before 18 are underdeveloped and still not ready to go through a major hormonal transformation. This most especially pertains to their emotional aspect. He said women carry a good deal of psychological baggages and are more likely to be depressed if things take a tragic turn."

Adrianna smiled brightly at Damien.

"You told me you just woke up. When did you talk to this expert?"

Damien's stoic face cracked. The tip of his ears bloomed red.

He feigned a cough. "Anyway, that's what he told me."

"Every young person is different. Some 15-year-olds may be ready while some 20-year-olds are not."

Adrianna kissed Damien's red ears and bit them.

"I am ready." She whispered in Damien's ear with a breathy voice.