Someone Special

Aselia's POV

His gaze was severe yet passionate, it lingered on my face as if deciding to devour me whole or not. I inhaled sharply trying to get away from his intimidating gaze but he held on tightly to my arm and the brim of my shirt. With a jerk, he fully removed the half-dangling shirt from my other arm as well. Leaving me exposed to his ravenous gazes. I groaned lightly at this abrupt action.

Nudity was something I was not comfortable with. This was a new horizon which yet had to be explored and he was going to dive right in. He took hold of my bare shoulders and laid me down on the bed as he climbed over me swiftly, straddling me between his legs as he took hold of my wrists and raised them above my head. His silky strands flowed all around him as they fell on my shoulders and neck as if caressing and tingling me.

What was he going to do to me now? I had seen numerous movies with such scenes but they always lead to intimacy. That's not what we had agreed on. So, what will he do now?

"Aselia, you want me to continue or stop?" His words, soft as a beautiful melody flowed into my ears. He was asking for permission again. I was dazed by his gentleness and concerns. Half of me wanted to stop, the logical me, the one who was still a hunter. Other part of me longed to be touched and explored by this unpredictable being. And, the worst part of me wanted to touch him, to feel his bare skin, to caress his perfectly moulded chest and bury my head in it. To forget that I was a hunter, and just be a random girl who wanted to be loved.

He saw the conflict in my eyes as I couldn't fathom words. So, he let my hands loose and cupped my face instead, trying to calm the raging storm in my heart. He picked up my left hand and placed it on his smooth chest. A soft moan escaped me but it didn't escape him. He understood I wanted to touch him.

"Clear your mind of all the thoughts if you want to enjoy this. Too many thoughts will not do you any good. And yes you are allowed to touch me, wherever you want, however, you want." I nodded at him like a half-wit, unable to speak, he had done the unthinkable. He had rendered me speechless.

"Good girl," as he caressed my cheek with his tender lips tracing it down to my neck, then to shoulders and just above my bosom, a tiny upper part of which was peeking out from my bra, inviting his fervour lips.

He took his time delicately kissing me there. The sensation it caused was unspeakable, unfathomable and unimaginable. It made my ankles twist and without knowing I slid my hands into his hair and pulled. I may have forgotten the word 'control' as I no longer possessed that. I was left at the mercy of this exquisite being.

He slid further down to my ribs, planting wet kisses on each as I arched my back giving him access. He held onto my waist and licked my belly button, it tickled and sent warm shivers to my privates. I wanted him to end this slow torture and yet I wanted him to go on. When did I become this fickle?

He reached for my pants and began to unbutton them. He shot me an abrupt glance as if asking if this was within my boundaries. I stared at him with expressions of shock and curiosity while nodding my head. He smiled that beautiful smile of his and went back to opening the button and unzipping my pants. I lifted my hips so he could slide them down. He picked up my right leg and slowly peeled the pants down keeping his baby greys' locked onto mine. The rollercoaster of emotions I felt plunged me deep into an inescapable abyss, his abyss.

He did the same with my left leg, leaving me in my black panties. Lifting my left leg even higher he placed it on his shoulder and began licking my inner thighs. Hallelujah, the frenzied pleasure it brought me had my mind, body and soul soaring to a new height. It began to fidget of its own accord as I couldn't help but let out a whimper.

"Aselia! relax," he grazed my thighs with his rosy mounds as he went down and down to the inner part of my knee to my calf and finally to my foot. He traced my protruding foot veins with his nose right up to my toes. Opening his sensual mouth he consumed my big toe, his tongue teasing it making me quiver with the euphoria I didn't know existed. He wasn't wrong when he said he is gonna take his sweet time with me. I was out of breath, moist, and blushing like an apple and I hadn't even done anything. I couldn't take this anymore.

"X...iran," I called him out breathlessly. He lifted his curved lashes and threw me a seductive glance, my toe still in his mouth. Both his hands clutched my foot.

"Stop, please," I begged him and I never beg anyone. He kept staring at me for a while and then after what felt like an eternity, he took out my toe from his mouth and placed my foot down. I exhaled, trying to escape the storm he had caused within me. I felt something warm on top of me, I jerked my head to see him covering me with a blanket. The tantalizing emotions I felt at his gesture had me on the brink of tears. No, I never cry, I can't cry.

He slipped under the blanket too and pulled me closer to him. "You alright," as he dwelled deep into my eyes to understand what I felt. "I am," I avoided eye contact and lowered my gaze.

"Told you, I was gonna kiss every inch of your body. Though I didn't kiss your lips. I know you would want your first kiss to be special. With someone, you love and not with a bloodsucker like me." There were so many raw emotions in his voice and the way he said them, those words, clutched my heart.

"Oh! Xiran....."