LEV PETROV (Wild Men Series #3) Book 2

Chapter 5

WARNING PARA EXCITING. LOLS.

MATURED CONTENT AHEAD. MAY CONTAIN SALACIOUS SCENES AND EXPLICIT WORDS THAT MAY BE HARMFUL AND DISTURBING TO SOME READERS. IT IS INTENDED FOR MATURE READERS ONLY. DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

LEV



Picture this. You'll push the door of your home using your right foot 'cause both of your hands are full, carrying your beautiful wife's soft body. You'll passed the threshold of your newly built home–kung saan tatakbo, mag-iingay ang mga chikiting na sisimulan n'yong gawin ng gabing iyon. Happy smiles are painted both on your lips, eyes shining with hopes of a distant future of marital bliss.

Perpekto, tama? Except it is not.

Isang damakmak ang aberya.

Una't obvious na rason-my right leg. It hinders me from carrying my bride, pero 'di ibig sabihin na hindi ko s'ya kayang isampa sa balikat ko. Which of course I did, by the way, much to Bree's anger. Mura at suntok ang inabot ko mula sa asawa. Ending natumba kami pareho sa sahig matapos kong matawid ang tarangkahan ng mansiyon ko.

Pangalawa, biglang may sumulpot na problema sa Club Idée Fixe. Namely, one of The Council's trusted soldato. The stupid fucker thought that he can sneak into my club, asked around, and escaped unscathed. Sa panaginip lang mangyayari 'yon. Agrianthropos particularly my establishements, are a fortress.

Kaya't wala pang sampung minutong nakaka apak sa club ko ang animal, nahuli na ito ng mga tauhan ko. When August pinged me, hindi na 'ko nagdalawang isip pa. I left Bree inside our mansion to talked to her dad's soldier. After the said closed door meeting, may mga benteng baling buto at basag na mukha akong naiwan. Let's not forget his three missing fingers.

Ngayon, nakatitig ako sa pangatlo at huling rason ng hinayupak na gabing 'to–ang gutay-gutay na puting damit ni Bree.

"Oh, husband. There you are! Did you see my surprise? Ganda 'di ba?" Namumungay ang mga matang bati sa akin ng asawa.

Nagbilang ako ng hanggang apat sa utak ko habang titig na titig kay Bree. She's now sporting a silk set of PJs and holding a pair of scissors in her right hand. Sa kaliwa ay tangan n'ya ang isa sa mamahaling lingerie na ipinilit ni Jonas na bilhin ko specifically for our first night.

I made a mental note to stop listening to James' husband's unsolicited advice.

"You don't like it? I-a-alter ko to fit it to your liking." She pouted, both of her cheeks are tinted with a cute pink.

Nagsalubong ang kilay ko. Is she drunk? I got my answer when Bree hiccuped and laughed. The little fucker giggled and it went straight to my s*x-deprived c**k. I balled my fist, my jaw clenched. Somebody will learn her lesson in a not-so-great way.

Tonight.

"Oh, it is more than beautiful, moya supruga. Isa iyang obra," sarkastikong ani ko.

Bree snorted saka ipinagpatuloy ang naantala niyang ginagawa. As if ruining the dress was way more entertaining than my presence.

Fuck. Sasakalin ko ang taong nagbigay sa kanya ng alak.

Snip. Snip. Snip. Snip.

I groaned. Nang 'di ko na matiis, paika akong lumapit kay Bree. Hindi s'ya natinag, tuloy lang sa pag gunting sa hinayupak na damit. But I saw her back stiffened when I'm just few steps away from her. Ilang segundo siyang nakatitig sa dress shirt ko saka bumaba sa kamay kong nababalot ng gloves ang mga mata niya. Her mouth hangs open.

Puta, kilig ba 'tong naramdaman ko bigla?

"It's not my blood. You don't have to worry. Sabi mo nga, demonyo ako. Lucifer or Satan don't need my presence in hell for the foreseeable future."

She chuckled. "Ako mag wo-worry sa'yo? In your dreams. Pabor nga sa 'kin kung makikipag reunion ka sa mga kamag-anak mo sa impyerno. Let me know when para mabigyan ko ng postcards ang mga utol mo."

Ignoring her nasty comeback, I continue my strides and stopped right in front of the expensive gown that cost me millions of pesos but is now a heap of depressing garments on the floor. I c****d my head, extended my right hand at siniyasat ang damage ng gown gamit ang baston ko. Wrong move.

"Now. Now. Aren't you a real artist? What do we have here?"

"I did some alteration. Sabi mo kasi kanina, I can do whatever the f*****g I want. Ayan ang resulta," she offered in a mocking tone and jutted her chin. A toothy grin was plastered on her face while waving the tattered La Pela slip dress on my face.

Ikiniling ko ang ulo sa kanan. Scratched my chin as I manage to keep my cool.The word she spraypainted on the skirt of the gown grated on my very last nerve.

"Hmm. . . f*****g–you. . . want," I said in a voice so cold it betrayed the raging volcano inside me. I'm about to set the whole world ablaze starting with my young bride. "Hindi ko alam na trend ngayon ang paglalagay ng salitang 'w***e' sa wedding gown."

"Ay, hindi mo ba natanggap ang memo? Kakalabas lang niyan kanina. Tsk. Baka kasi naipadala sa'yo kaso its either busy ka sa pag m******e ng mga tauhan ng ama ko kanina sa simbahan or sa pag kidnap sa akin. Pili ka sa dalawa."

"Kusa kang sumama sa akin baka nakakalimutan mo."

"Kusa? Ayos rin talaga ang sapak mo sa ulo,e. Paanong hindi ako sasama sa'yo, nakatutok sa ulo ng kapatid at kaibigan ko ang baril ng mga hinayupak mong alagad. You left me no choice."

I laughed darkly.

"That's where you're wrong. I left you with two options. Go with me or I'll kill them."

"Options ang mo tawag do'n?"

"Yes. Just because the result is unbearable doesn't make it less of an option. Emphasis on the word or."

Bree throw her head back, sinapo ang tiyan. Napamaang ako sa nakita. Anong nakakatawa sa sinabi ko?

Pero ang higit na kumuha ng atensiyon ko'y ang genuine niyang halakhak. It's without pretense. Just like how she laughed two years ago. The sound it made pulled my heartstrings and warmth I don't know existed spread like wildfire through every crevice of my being.

Right here, right now, gusto ko siyang sakalin, halikan at angkinin for trying to take that away from me. For trying to end her life as if she has all the right to do it. To leave me in this chaotic and God-forsaken place.

God, I missed our banter. I missed her so f*****g much, it hurts.

"Sa 'ming mga ordinaryong nilalang, panggigipit ang 'yon. Now you know. Dagdag mo sa d**k-tionary mo, Mr. Petrov."

Instantly, the tip of my mouth lifted into a smirk. Suddenly, I want to freeze this moment. Her taking down her walls and inhibition, being her witty self, and I the pragmatic and sociopathic clueless husband. I want to freeze her smile, put it inside a glass cabinet, and stare at it forever. If only I don't have pressing matters to attend to. Namely, the d**k that she was referring to.

I shifted my weight from the left foot to the right. Taragis na parusa 'to, oo.

"Don't sell yourself short, Bree. Though I am guilty as charged. However, it's a necessary persuasion technique. Sometimes, people need that little budged to remind them who they are and where they should be."

Tumigas ang ekspresiyon ng mukha ng kabiyak ko.

"And on your side. . . being your w***e is where am I supposed to be?"

"Stop." I screw my eyes shut. Halos mabasag ang mga ngipin ko in an attempt to suppress my rage.

"Why, Mr. Petrov? Am. . . I putting too much salt in your wound? I am merely reiterating what you said earlier. Or baka gusto mong lektyuran kita ulit for our Thesaurus 101. w***e. Noun. Derogatory. A person- male or female, who is slaved for money and willing to have s*x to anyone in order to achieve certain things."

"Khvatit uzhe."

"A p********e. A woman who has multiple partners."

"I said f*****g shut up!"

She stubbornly raised her chin and took three purposeful steps forward. A grave mistake on her part.

"Make me."

The smile that made to my lips is anything but predatory. Tinawid ko ang natitirang distansiya sa pagitan namin.

"Oh I will. Tatahimik ka kaka dada pero uungol ka."

I grinned. Bree's face and neck were flushed. I can see goosebumps erupting from her arms while she feigned she's unperturbed.

"Malamang. Gagamitin kong opportuntiy iyon to show my subpar acting skills. The things I learned. Oohh.. aghhh... more. Harder. Isagad mo pa, ang sarappp! But you know what? I won't feel a single thing. Hell, I can do that kahit sino pa ang kapares ko–"

"I said f*****g enough!" In a flash, I'm strangling the s**t out of her. My nose flared, and I'm breathing heavily. Pilit kong binubura sa utak ang larawang ipininta ni Bree doon.

Her with another man.

King ina.

Talo ko pa ang pinatay nang makailang ulit. I can't see past it. To say that I'm mad is an understatement. What's left of my composure or shitty patience, snapped. Tanging ang asawa ko lamang ang kayang gisingin ang ganitong damdamin sa akin. I want to strangle and f**k her all at the same time. After I killed the man or any man she's referring to, of course.

"B-bitawan mo ako."

"And who are you to order me? Ikaw na rin ang nagsabi hindi ba? You're my lifetime w***e and I can do whatever I want to you. You want to be my b***h, now act like one. Strip!" Malakas ko siyang ibinalya.

Bree staggered and whimpered. Sinapo niya ang leeg na ngayon ay namumula. She shoot me daggers.

But I am beyond livid to feel pity for her or a bit of remorse.

"I hate you," usal niya. She flipped me the bird.

"That's not what I tell you to do. Hubad!" I growled and she trembled virtually.

Habol ang hininga, marahang tumayo nang tuwid si Bree. She pulled her shoulders back, balling her fists. She didn't even bother to wipe the sweat that was percolating on her forehead. Then, she leveled me with a steady and determined gaze.

Those damn eyes.

Fuck. Me.

"Don't make me wait a litter longer at baka hindi ko mapigil ang kamay ko't tawagan ko si Apollo. There's no telling what he can do to your pesky brother. Be a good w***e and show me what I've paid for, Mrs. Petrova." I said through gritted teeth. "Get. Those. f*****g. Clothes. Off."

Any sane woman will run for the hills matapos kong bitawan ang mga salitang iyon. But not my Bree. Kilala ko siya. She'll rise to the occasion, challenge me at every turn, and will actually crave more of my darkness. And she freaking did.

Without tearing our gaze, she gulped. Marahang tumalikod.

"Nope. Do it properly. Turn around and face me." Pumalatak ako't umiling.

Gripping my cane with both of my hands, I tilted my head to my right. Drinking in the soft curves of my wife and the way her silky pajama set hugged her body. I want to rip that f*****g garment and revel in her porcelain skin. But I must not, she should learn that every time she used her smart mouth on me, there's a punishment waiting.

Wife or not.

After two seconds, marahang umikot paharap sa akin si Bree. Squaring her shoulders, chin up. She meet my gaze while her nimble fingers shake. Defiance was painted on her pale face as she worked on the first button of her top. Ilang beses siyang nagmintis, inis na bumulong saka muling itutuloy ang task. On her fourth try naalis n'ya iyon.

Bree sighed. Tumungo.

"Eyes up here, baby doll,"utos ko sabay tap ng baston sa sahig.

Awtomatikong tumaas ang ulo niya.

"Huwag mong sabihing umurong na ang tapang mo? This is how it works. The suka will get naked, while the patron will wait. . .assess his pruchase."

The word red and Bree should be side by side on Webster sa labis na pangangamatis ng buong mukha niya. Pero hindi pa ako nakuntento, I gave her my most intimidating look as I dragged my gaze up and down her stiff figure.

She pursed her lips but her eyes are slicing me in the most creative way possible.

"Go on. Undress."

The silence that follows was deafening. But Bree knows better. This is a battle she couldn't win kahit ano pang gawin n'ya. Taas ang noo, tumalima siya. In a matter of a few agonizing seconds, all her clothes were pooling at her feet.

I gulped. Damn me. I'm close to c*****g into my f*****g pants at the mere sight of her wearing a pair of simple yet sexy baby-pink lace undergarments. f*****g lace.

"Baby pink. Hmm. . . not what I expected but it suits you." I say in a condescending tone that made Bree's face harden.

"Happy ako at na-please ko kayo, Sir."

I smirked at her sarcasm. And did I just hear purred? Jesus. This woman.

"I am far from please. Don't kid yourself. Ano pang hinihintay mo? I said I want you naked. In your birthday suit. Stop dilly-dallying."

Bumuka ang bibig nito. Contemplating on the ugly words she was going to spew but decided against it.

Ilang segundo s'yang nakipagtagisan ng titig sa akin. My cruel words cuts her deep but she will never admit it. Padaskol na inalis nito ang pagkakahook ng bra.

Palihim akong napamura nang makita ko ang mamula-mula niyang nipplé. Those babies we're puckered and begging for my mouth. Both of my palms itch at the sight pero nirendahan ko ang sariling pagnanasa.

Lev, repress. Nakatagal ka ng dalawang taon, kakayanin mo ang dalawang minuto.

"Nabo-bore na ako, kiska."

"Asshole. There." Singhal nito.

Triple s**t!

My jaw dropped to the floor together with my wits and the last bit of her modesty. Ilang beses akong napalunok. Kung hindi lang sa baston ko, baka natumba na ako't gumapang palapit sa paanan ng asawa.

"Like what you see? Pasado ba? Can I now grab a robe, Your Leige? Malamig. Baka nakakalimutan mong lamang ang buto sa katawan ko kaysa taba."

"Don't move. Nice try but no. Nagsisimula pa lang tayo. Go on top of our bed. On all your fours, ass up in the air."

"WHAT?!"

"You heard me the 1st time. Tuwad. Show me my p***y. Bakasakaling bawasan ko ang parusa mo."

When our gazes met, she smile haughtily. But I saw controlled chaos in her amber eyes. Ones that mirror mine. Except there's an unseen regret with mine.

"You're enjoying this. Torturing me," ani Bree habang lumalapit sa kama. She stopped, then did my instructions to a T without batting an eye.

Holy. f*****g. Christ!

The view of her peach ass up in the air, showing me a glimpse of her ass c***k and her glistening slit made my mouth water. The view is completely shocking and utterly intoxicating.

Hinamig ko saglit ang sarili. I hummed, and a lazy smile ghosted my mouth. Up until now, I command and she listens. Pilit man n'yang i-deny iyon.

"Torture? This? Nah. Guns, whips, cane, and dungeons are my go-to for torture, Bree. Not this."

"f**k. You. Sabihin mo ng iuutos mo nang matapos na 'to."

"Are you sure you want this to end? Your p***y says otherwise." Sabi ko habang humhakbang palapit sa kama. I stopped when my knees touched the end of the bed. I grabbed her by the hip. Napaigik si Bree and her whole body were paralyzed.

Nagsalubong ang kilay ko sa reaksiyon ng asawa but I am too horny and too angry to stop. I dipped my middle finger into her center. Hindi ko napigilan ang pag alpas ng ungol nag makitang basang-basa iyon.

"See? You're weeping and practically staining our marital bed." Hinugot ko ang daliri't napa igik ang asawa ko.

"Perve. Sasakalin kita," Bree snapped, glaring at me over her shoulders.

"Hypocrite. . ." balewalang dinala ko sa bibig ang daliri't sinipsip iyon. Her scent and the taste thicken my erection, lulling me and encouraging me to stop chastising her and just impale her cunt."But f*****g sweet."

Bree gasped.

"You're filthy."

"And you're a dirty little liar. You're twisted like me. Admit it, kiska. You want me. Lust for me. Hindi nawala iyon bagkus lalong tumindi. Do us both a favor and just say 'f**k me, Lev.' Come on."

"Ulol! Manigas ka. All I want to do right now ay dukutin 'yang mata mo. Conceited prick. Over my dead body, hinding-hindi ko sasabihin sa'yo 'yon."

My nose flared at the brutality of her words. But I know Bree better than anyone else. She can tell me shits but I know her tells. Gaya ngayon. How she steal glances at my body, the desire was seeping through her eyes.

"I changed my mind. Hindi na maganda ang posisyon mong 'yan. Tayo."

"What the?! May regla ka ba? O nag me-menopause ka na? Make up your mind, dude."

Tang'ina. Kung hindi Mr. Petrov na super pormal, ngayon naman I'm reduce to being her friend. Dude? Really?

"One."

"No. Nek-nek mo."

"Two."

"Three. Ayoko. Kung ano mang trip mong gawin, gawin mo na. Dito lang ako–ouch!" She yelped when slapped her cunt using the head of my cane. It's not enough to bruise her center but enough to stop her from blabbering.

"Y-you brute. Nakakarami ka na."

Tumaas ang kilay ko.

" I hate to say this but between my hard as-iron c**k and your dripping cunt, talo ako. Ikaw 'tong malapit ng labasan samantalang ako. . ." I trailed off, dragging the wolf's head on my cane to her center.

Up and down. Up and down. The motion was painfully slow. Torturing both of us.

Marahas ang pinakawalang buntong-hininga ni Bree. Tagaktak ang pawis sa makinis niyang likuran, nanginginig ang buong kalamnan. She's a mess and probably dying of anticipation while biting her lips so hard.

Bree's having an internal battle. It is wether to hate or lust for me. Pero dahil matigas ang bungo n'ya, matuyo man ang Pacific Ocena hindi siya aamin.

I hummed. So be it.

My hand stopped when I reached her sphincter. Umungol ako't wala sa loob na sinapo ang harapan. Gigil na pinisil iyon. I'm trying to talk to my c**k and the motherfucker is not listening. s**t. I can feel his tears in my boxers as we speak.

"Fuck." Aksidenteng naidiin ko ang baston sa likuran n'ya.

Bree's back stiffened then it arched like a bow. Napangisi ako nang makita ang pamumula ng leeg ng asawa ko. She's gripping the bed covers while squeezing her legs together. Trying but failing to suppress her whimpers. She's conflicted and I'm loving it.

"Don't you dare," sabay sipa sa kanang tuhod ko. Napangiwi ako nang wala sa oras. May sa amazona talaga ang babaeng 'to. "Isa pang attempt, I swear puputulin ko 'yang third leg mo't gagawin kong necklace!"

Pilit kong ibinaon ang amusement sa narinig. Third leg, eh? Who says that 1st night as husband and wife is boring?

"Is that a compliment, Bree? Thanks, I guess. Pero 'di ba sabi mo pwede kong gawin lahat ng gusto ko? Taking your backside is one of them. Baka nakakalimutan mo, w***e doesn't have the right to say no, kiska."I gaze at my Rolex, " Your time is up. Maybe I'll just drive this cane inside you para matapos na tay–"

"f**k. You. Heto nakatayo na. Ano pang gusto n'yo kamahalan? Sayawan kita ng Careless Whisper o dilaan ko buong katawan mo. Mula ingrown hanggang bumbunan?"

"Enticing but no." Tumalikod ako't marahang lumakad patungo sa leather chaise na nasa kanang bahagi ng silid namin. Idineposito ko ang katawan ko roon. Prenteng sumandal at matiim na tinitigan ang natitigalgal na si Bree.

"Come here, kiska."

Kumunot ang noo niya, nagtatanong ang mga mata. I tapped my lap.

"Here."

She stubbornly raised her chin while inching closer.

"Lapit pa."

Five more steps and her naked shins bumped into my dress pants. Pinaraanan ko ng mga mata ang kabuuan ni Bree.

Instantly, my wife's skin was flushed. The air between us becomes thicker, I can use a knife to cut it. My eyes stopped at her breasts and I shamelessly adjusted my crotch. Her n*****s hardened at my lewdness and I'm seconds away from grabbing it. Toyed it between my thumb and pointing finger.

Clenching my jaw, I continue to map her body with my eyes. Filling my senses with every delectable inch and flaw. Napahinto ako't nagtagis ang bagang nang dumako ang mga mata ko sa malaking pilat ng n'ya. Its about three inches, taking up half of her left stomach.

Hindi na ako nakapagtimpi, I traced her scar with my finger. Bree shake like a leaf the moment that I touch her. Her breath halted. Nagtatagis ang bagang na inalis ko ang kamay. Her reaction to my touch was the confirmation I needed.

What happened to that cliff two years ago, screwed the both of us up. The tables have turned. I am now the one craving for her warmth while she despises just the thought of it.

Suddenly, I was transported to that night on the cliff–

Bree cleared her throat, cutting off my dark thoughts.

"Iyong utos n'yo baka kaya today."

"Nag-e-enjoy ako sa pagiging pasmado ng bibig mo. But I am growing bored. Show me how good of a suka you are. Entertain me," I motioned to my body.

Our eyes locked. Bree's burned cinnamon eyes were spurting with a heady deadly combination of anger and trepidation. I want her to accept defeat but surprise, surprise Bree just wordlessly dropped to her knees like a good girl.

A heavy sigh slipped through my mouth. Pumalatak ako na labis na ipinagtaka ng kaharap.

"Not in the mood for a b*****b. Sit. Here." Mariin kong utos, muli kong tinapik ang mga hita. This time I made sure that she knows I won't take her disobedience lightly.

She narrowed her eyes, pursed her lips, and oblige. Umikot ito, gifting me with her flawless back.

"On my lap, Brethany."

Nakatungo, umupo siya sa mga hita ko. Tuwid na tuwid ang likod, magkadikit ang mga hita. Her eyes were glued to the monster of a plant in the corner, avoiding our reflections from the mirror that's directly positioned in front of us.

"Spread your thighs. Straddle me. Lean backward. Put your legs on both of the armrests. Head high. Eyes in front."

She shakes her head vehemently.

"N-no. Don't do this."

"From no to don't. You're getting creative, I'm amused. The only don't I'm accepting from this f*****g mouth is 'don't stop, Lev' or 'don't make me wait. Other than that, Bree, wala na."

I darted my tongue and licked the soft shell of her ear. Then I bite it. Hard.

Bree stifles a cry. She's still shaking her head and I don't want to hear the end of it.

"I am used to being followed. Kailangan mo pa ba ng isa pang reminder kung anong ginagawa ko sa mga sumusuway sa akin?"

That's all she needed to hear. Pumihit siya paharap sa salamin, umatras nang bahagya. Tentatively, Bree swing her legs, straddling me. Matapang na sinalubong ang mga mata ko sa salamin.

"Stubborn as fuck." Dumukwang ako't kinagat ang batok niya habang naglalandas ang mga kamay ko sa mga hita ng naparalisang asawa. I spread my legs as far as I can. In the process, nakabukaka na rin si Bree.

Ignoring her protest, hinuli ko ang magkabilang paa n'ya at ipinatong iyon sa armrest ng silya.

"There. Madali lang, 'di ba?" Anas ko sa tainga niya, staring her through the mirror.

The sight took my breath away. I almost weep. Bree's exposed to me in the most s****l and vulgar way. And f*****g beautiful. Tila ba bumukas ang langit at nagsi awit ng Hallelujah ang mga anghel.

Napalunok ako ng ilang beses. Hindi kumukurap. Bree's pink labia are glistening with her juices, and some of them were smeared on her inner left thigh. Her c**t was peeking out, tempting me. It's swollen, puffy, and begging me to feast on it.

After cursing at marahil ika-dalawang libo't anim na raang pagtawag ko sa mga santo ng mga tigang, hinayaan ko ang pagnanasang manalo.

Just a taste, Lev.

I cupped her mound with my right while my left hand stroked her inner thighs gently. Tang ina. Ba't ako nanginginig ng ganito? I inhaled sharply, filling my lungs with her scent. Strawberry and something fruity. Citrusy. God. She smells so freaking good like how I remember. Na parang kahapon lang iyon. She feels like heaven and the taste? Puta. Saan ba ako mag uumpisa? At paano ko bibigyan iyon ng hustisya?

Lightheaded, I stroked her inner p***y with my thumb. Reveling on its warmth and Bree's moans of pleasure. Saglit kong nakalimutan kung nasaan ako't ang sitwasyon namin. All that matters to me is the woman on my lap, her sweet and wet p***y, and my labored breaths.

When I opened my eyes, our eyes connect. Bree's were wide as saucers and mine was dripping with fervor that makes my head fuzzy. Dizzy, even. I am acutely aware of the fact that the only thing between us is my pants.

Ipinulupot ko ang kaliwang braso sa bewang niya. Naestatwa siya but the monster in me couldn't care less. I want to push her farther, and see kung hanggang saan niya lalaban ang sariling katawan at utak. Isa lang naman ang gusto ko from her, admit that she still wants me and to hear her scream my f*****g name.

"See? We fit together, Bree. Ikaw at ako." Ipinatong ko ang baba sa kanang balikat ni Bree and smile darkly at our reflections. Rubbing my forefinger and thumb with each other, I spread her arousal to her swollen nub and flicked it. Four times.

Bree shuddered. Surprised, frustration and lust were decorated on her expressive face. She gulped several times and gripped the edge of the chair while chasing for air. Unti-unting nalalaglag ang mga butil ng pawis niya sa noo. But she never once wavers nor cower at my ministrations.

"All I see are two unhinged, lonely souls. One who collects deaths. The other, seeking. . . waiting for it."

I growled. How dare she remind me of that night? Of the reasons why we're both beyond repair? Of her scars and my limp.

Motherfucking s**t!

This woman will send me to my early demise gamit lang ang dila niya. Sa sobrang galit, binago ko ang taktika. Gone is the gentle Lev, I let my monster take the driver's seat.

My fingers made a detour. I slid my digit between her swollen lips, slowly then pulled out. I made a slow circle around her c**t, tease it, and then I flicked it. Bree's back arched like a bow ready to splinter. But before she could get up and run, I grabbed her throat. I pulled her body against my front, on the evidence of my two-year celibacy, and hissed.

"Aren't you a romantic one? You see. . . there's beauty in death." Ubod lakas kung ipinasok ang middle finger ko sa kaselanan niya. All I am seeing now is red. I angrily pumped in and out.

She screamed. The sound made my blood boil. My heart beats hard and fast. The sadistic fucker in me has taken his seat. VIP.

"I have this f****d up fascination with you. This fire in you, I want to play with it, Bree. Burned with it. What a pair we are, da? You put madness into my crazy. And f**k it, I forgot to be sane."

"S-stop. . . please."

"Huli ka na, kiska. I gave you ample time to run but you chose to stay." I seize her wrists with my left arm as I finger f****d her. Ferociously. Savagely.

Biting her neck, I sank two fingers inside her core. My thumb grazed her c**t. I hooked my fingers inside her while I'm pumping so hard. So f*****g hard that I want to erase the two harrowing years that came between us. Those freaking nights na wala akong ginawa kung hindi ang magsisi, magalit at lunurin ang sarili ko sa alak at lungkot.

Bree yelled and it pushed me on. Encourage me. I close my eyes and ravage her neck and her shoulders. Any part ng katawan niya na malandingan ng bibig at ipin ko.

"s**t. Oh my God! L-lev. .. stop it." She choked on her words.

"Oh, my God? Really? Hindi ako magtataka if you'll recite Our Father while I'm f*****g my p***y. Don't start disappointing me, kiska."

"Tama na. P-please. LEV!"

Hinugot ko ang mga daliri't muling ibinaon ang mga iyon.

"Tsk. Be original, Bree. How about–spank me, Lev. Or, better. . . Choke me, Daddy?"

"FIVE!"

Para 'kong binuhusan ng malamig na tubig sa narinig. Lumuwag ang pagkakayakap ko kay Bree at napamaang.

She uses her safe word. The number that we talked about two years ago. She f*****g used it, right now. Talo ko pa ang sinampal at sinikmuraan.

Mabilis itong umalis sa kandungan ko. Yakap ang sarili't hilam ng luha ang mga mata, umiiling na umatras.

"Bree." A wave of mortification burned through me. What have I done?

"Don't come near me again. Don't touch me. Ever. Again." Nanginginig ang buong katawang sigaw niya. Tila ako itinulos sa kinatatayuan.

"I–kiska, listen. . ."

"Shut up! Kinamumuhian kita. Get out!"

And then she runs and hides inside the bathroom. The loud bang the door made was the finality that I need.

I screwed up. Big time.