CHAPTER 65
Kaelith looked into her eyes, shining with defiance. His heart squeezed tight. She fucking tried to leave him. When he all he did was protect her. Anger simmered-red and hot. Clenching his jaw, his cupped her jaw, tilting her head back.
“Is it about Anna?” He asked. Knowing damn well what her answer would be. She wasn’t trying to leave him earlier. There was a shift in her ever since the day at the restaurant.
Amara’s eyes widened as she shook her head.
“No.”
Yes.
It was because of her. She hated how it affected her.
Kaelith tilted his head, squeezing her cheeks painfully. His eyes reading hers like an open book.
“Do you love me, Amara?” The question he wanted to ask for a long time. And this wasn’t how he wanted to it go, yet he couldn’t help it now.
Amara licked her lips, his eyes following their movement stopping at her lips.
“Do you?” She asked in return.
Kaelith nibbled on his lips. Eyeing darting to her face and resting on her eyes. Holding hers captive.
“Ask yourself,” He muttered, “Do I love you?”
He backed her against the wall. She winced as he let out a groan and kissed her mouth fiercely.
“I fucking love you, Amara. I am utterly and insanely in love with you. And I don’t know how to feel about this.
” He but hard on her lip making her wince.
“And no, it’s not wavering. What I feel for you is darkness in itself, but I don’t fucking care.
Not anymore. I have waited so long, and now I am ready to take you- whether to like it or not. ”
Amara barely had time to process as he was ripping the remaining shreds of her dress, tearing the bra in process.
She let out a startled gasp as he pushed her legs apart with his knees and settled between them, pressing his knee against her core.
“And I’ll fuck you raw today. You can scream, cry, beg… ”
I love you, Amara.
Amara swallowed, “Kaelith—“
“You resist, I’ll tie you up.” He warned.
Amara let loose with a startled gasp as he swept her into his arms, pressing his perfect body tight against hers as he covered her mouth with his.
She sank into his arms, her curves fitting snugly against his chiseled frame. Words escaped her, but his words echoed in her mind like a mantra. He loved her. He loved her. A tear welled in her eye, unbidden and overwhelming.
Closing her eyes, she couldn't shake the image of him with Anna. The pang of jealousy hit her like a ton of bricks, souring her thoughts. She tried to picture him with someone else, but all it did was tighten her chest. That night when Anna kissed him—
But realization dawned on her. Her feelings for him weren't fleeting; this was love. She loved him. She loved Kaelith. And in that moment, everything else faded away, leaving only the undeniable truth of her heart.
All the anger and sadness left her body replaced with new sensation that was slowly consuming her whole. She surprised herself when she wrapped her arms around him, and reciprocated his kiss. Her body burning with same need.
Kaelith stiffened for a second when he felt her lips moving. Tears streaming down her cheeks as she mumbled lowly. “I love you too.”
Kaelith felt a lump in his throat, she couldn’t….
“Please, don’t be in love with someone else ever! I don’t know… I don’t know how to handle it! I cannot see you with anyone else!” She confessed shattering in his arms. Kaelith swallowed hard, his anger dissipating as he wiped her tears and pecked her lips.
“You don’t know how much you mean you me, little flower.”
"Then show me," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart, lifting her chin to meet his lips in a fiery, passionate kiss.
Their mouths collided in a frenzy of desire, tongues tangling in a forbidden dance as they lost themselves in each other. She moaned against his lips, her fingers tangling in his clothes as she pulled him closer, unable to get enough of him.
As he reluctantly pulled away, a mischievous smile played on his lips. "I want you," she breathed, her voice trembling with need as she impatiently tugged at his clothes.
"And you shall have me," he whispered, his gaze intense as he reached into the pocket of his pants. "But first, I'll have to punish you for trying to run."
The hint of mischief in his eyes only furled her desire, as she swallowed hard.
Amara yelped when he turned her around, her back facing his chest and his palm cupped her ass.
“Lift your ass.”
With a stiff body, she looked innocently at him.
Her cries drowned with his hand on her mouth as his pam strike her ass with a loud sound; She winced in pain, visibly recoiling.
With a wicked chuckle, Kaelith stripped his pants down the length of his long-toned legs, revealing as he did a bulging cock that seemed to salute her presence.
"Say you belong to me," Kaelith murmured, covering her body with his and peppering her flushed neck with sweet, gentle kisses as he cupped her breasts.
"I do," Amara whispered, her voice filled with longing as she gazed at him through hooded eyes. "Make me yours."
Kaelith swept her up in his arms, claiming her lips once more in a passionate kiss. A low growl rumbled in his throat as their bodies pressed together, her soft curves molding perfectly against his hard chest and their hips moving in sync.
"So eager to be mine," he whispered, his touch sending shivers down her spine as his fingers traced patterns over her sensitive skin. His arousal pressed against her, igniting a fire within her as she arched into his touch, craving more of his intimate caresses.
Amara gasped in pleasure as his lips trailed down her neck, his movements bold and seductive.
"I want to taste that stubborn Amara," he declared, his voice laced with desire.
Their bodies moved together in a heated rhythm, each touch igniting a new wave of passion between them.
"I want to set that spirit free, tonight in my arms."
He buried his head in the cradle of her buxom breasts, running his hands down the plane of her back as he licked and nipped her nipples.
Amara cried out, her head thrown back in a desperate rush of desire as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Raising his head to capture her lips in a fiery kiss, Kaelith lowered his hand to explore her delicate folds, his fingers teasing her throbbing clit with slow, deliberate motions.
"This may hurt for just a moment, love," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness as his cock hovered at her entrance, poised to claim her. "But I'll make it pleasurable."
Amara was unable to form words as waves of raw ecstasy surged through her, her body trembling with anticipation. She could only nod in response as he continued to stroke her, introducing her to sensations she had only dreamed of.
In a single thrust, his cock surged into her, filling her completely as the touch of his hand sent her spiraling into the depths of pleasure. With a shuddering moan, she surrendered to the intense sensation, her body consumed by the bliss of her first full-bodied orgasm.
Bathed in warmth and rejuvenation, Amara wrapped herself tightly in the embrace of the man who ignited such intense sensations within her. With a longing sigh, she eagerly spread her legs wider, granting him unrestricted access to the core of her femininity.
As Kaelith continued to caress her back and shoulders and tenderly kiss her cherry-red lips, his cock moved with gentle precision, probing and penetrating her body in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
Despite the heat of their passion, he ensured to cherish her innocence, maintaining a tender pace that still ignited the fiery desire between them.
She clung to each other desperately as their bodies melded together, their thighs interlocking in a passionate embrace. With each thrust, their tongues danced in a sensual rhythm.
His throbbing shaft found release within her soaking wet pussy. “Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking tight. ” Kaelith growled thrusting roughly. He pulled out his cock and replaced them with his fingers.
"Fuck, you're squeezing me in." Kaelith mumbled curling his fingers as her toes curled and she let out a desperate scream. He pulled out his fingers out before she could orgasm.
Her depraved eyes glared at him. "Kaelith, please—"
Then, he stood up once more, and forcefully inserted into her, resulting in a flattering sensation when he finally penetrated her. With his strong arms, he lifted her off the ground. Taking a few quick steps, he placed her onto the bed without hesitation.
Instead, his hands gripped her hair and hip, pulling her towards him as she knelt on the pillow and pressed her chest against the back of the bed with such force that she let out a harsh groan, deprived of air.
She could feel his body's warmth above her, but she dared not look back.
He kept her in position by placing his hand on the back of her head.
All she could do was widen her legs slightly and arch her back, exposing her wet entrance to him.
Her body yearned for him, as her mind struggled to form coherent thoughts.
"Is this what you want? For me to take you raw..." Amara moaned loudly as his hand grabbed her left ass cheek and squeezed it tightly.
His movements lacked all patience and tenderness as he impelled himself into her.
She felt the delicate grazing of his cock, followed by the forceful wreck of his rigid shaft with her drenched core.
The impact reverberated deep within her, resonating against the contours of her stomach.
Despite the audible cries and passionate moans escaping her lips, he persisted, his grip firmly encircling her waist while he plunged into her, relentlessly stimulating her delicate clit and delivering forceful blows against her very depths.
The ache was minor compared to the overwhelming pleasure she was currently immersed in.
As his teeth sank into her shoulder, leaving behind only bruises that marred her already scarred skin, she relished in the intoxicating pain mingled with desire.
"Kaelith–Ah!" She gasped as his thrusts grew faster.
The mixture of pain and pleasure overwhelmed her, causing her to reach the peak of pleasure once more while screaming.
It felt like the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.
Suddenly, there was a shift beneath them and the force of his thrusts caused the pillow to slip.
Her body continued to tremble and grip onto him, he carefully pulled her off the edge of the bed.
Taking hold of her legs, he turned her over, almost slipping out of her in the process, which made her whimper and protest, not wanting the experience to come to an end yet.
"Yes. Scream for me, little flower." The lust refused to reach its conclusion. With a swift motion, he propelled the bedside table aside and pressed her against the wall. As the coarse wall caressed her delicate flesh, her panties were painfully wedged to the side.
Her hands grasped for anything, leaving crimson trails on his skin. Her elbow collided with the wall. His thrusts grew erratic, becoming shorter, deeper, and even more powerful than earlier.