Entrapped

Chapter 23.

Xavier was taken aback again for a second as this was the second time she had taken the initiative to kiss him that too in a single day, everything seemed to fall back where he had always wanted it to and smiled softly. The euphoric feeling her soft lips were causing in him consumed him and he kissed her back, softly nibbling on her lower lip. His hand went up to her neck and he pulled her closer to him, deepening the kiss. She gave him access without even him asking for it and opened her mouth and he slid his tongue inside, tasting the sweetness of her mouth.

Tiara leaned on him, pressing her body against his and embraced her hand around him. Their kiss was perfect and continued in a perfect sync, melting him completely. Her touch intoxicated him and he found himself high on desire and especially higher on the doses of love.

They pulled apart after a while and gasped for air, his head buried in her neck. His nose touched her collar bone adorned with light freckles. He kissed her there and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her even more closer, to the point he could feel her ample blossom squeezed against his chest.

He hugged her tightly, her natural caramel scent was driving him crazy but at the same time it calmed him down, his mind was all over the place and the loud thumping of his heart did not help him much either.

He felt like he had won everything; money, power and love. There was nothing more he could possibly ask for. He was born with everything, with a throne that was always his to take but all he ever desired from the bottom of his heart was Tiara, just like her name she was the hair accessory he had chosen to be his crown because a king would not be king without his crown.

Xavier, overwhelmed by the triumphant feeling her presence in his arm brought under the moonlight was lost in the maze of love she had created to fool him. He placed soft and sloppy kisses on her neck and she let out an intentional light moan to encourage him.

He shot his eyes open at the correspondence sound and with a speed of light, pulling away from her body as if it would burn him, getting up from the couch he turned his back against her and palmed his forehead and let out a loud groan of frustration and anger.

She felt the warmth that his body provided her ripping away from her body and she slowly opened her eyes and found him away from her and it confused her when she heard him groaning loudly, “Xavier?” She called his name with a trembling voice not being able to understand the way he was acting up, “w-what happened?” she raised her concern wanting to know what had really happened that had stopped him, she was sure she did not show any resistance but on the contrary had let out a moan on purpose then what went wrong?

“I a-am sorry.” He said softly, his words followed by the deep breaths he was taking to calm himself down, he still did not turn around to face her and gave her his back.

“Xavier?” She did not understand what he was apologizing for out of nowhere but whatever it was she wanted to tell him that his mere sorry could not make up for anything, this certain word did not have any power to earn forgiveness but she kept silent and chose to play along with what she had really planned to do.

He turned around slowly, his head hung low and eyes lowered with the burden of guilt he felt at that moment and fell on his knees in front of her with a thud sound that made her flinch back in surprise.

“I didn't mean to, I am sorry.” He apologized again and she looked at him with a bewilderment expression on her face as she did not understand any of this.

“W-What are you talking about?” she could not help but ask because she was genuinely baffled and was utterly flabbergasted by the sudden change of event.

“I just got carried away. I know you are not ready and it's totally fine. I understand you completely, I am sorry. I didn't mean to do anything that could make you uncomfortable. I-“  Xavier was guilty, he felt like he had crossed his limit with Tiara, he should not have touched her, it would be too soon for her and kept rambling about it but stopped when she suddenly fisted his shirt and pulled him closer and pressed her lips against him, silencing him with a kiss.

They both were still, none of them moved their lips enjoying the warmth of each other's soft lips. His heart beat rapidly while hers pounded vigorously. She clenched his shirt more tightly, frustrated with his behavior. She could not understand why he was being like this; he was a mafia lord for crying out loud!

She pulled away and leaned closer to his ear and closed her eyes tightly. She did not know that this was going to be this tough, she had concluded that it would a piece cake for her to get him to sleep with her considering the fact that he loved her but her conclusion turned out to be wrong because apparently this man who was into illegal business and killed people without any ounce of humanity had chosen to show his morals and virtue. She really wanted to slap him at that moment for his hypocrisy but controlled herself.

She took deep breaths to calm her raging mind and aching heart down, she encouraged herself reminding herself that she was doing it all to avenge her love and it was the right thing to do no matter how wrong it would sound. She had let go of her innocence the day she swore to take her revenge and had become the sinner when she chose to water the growing seed of hatred in her and she reckoned that stooping low would not make any difference now.

“I am ready, Xavier.” She whispered into his ear with a soft tone, she had allowed him to use her body so that one day she would let him know that it was never her but the living corpse all along, “I want you.” A lone tear slipped from her eyes when she uttered those words, feeling disgusted from her own self but it did not manage to suppress the hatred and the desire she had to have her revenge.

“I really want to start a new chapter with you and today is the perfect night.” She confessed to him, inhaling sharply in his ear to sound as appealing as she could making it hard for any man who loved the woman whispering those words in his ear to deny her request but all of it was as fake as a mirage in the never-ending dessert, “accept me as you wife, Xavier by every mean, emotionally and physically.”

Xavier felt it, the wave of lust her words aroused in him. He felt the desire to take her which was totally normal if anyone had really adored someone for years and he grew up wanting her, waiting half of his life to touch her, to love her and make love to her.

“You are drunk, Tiara.” That was the last bit of reluctance he had in him, last bit of sanity left in him and he used it rationally despite being trapped in the delusion her intoxicated words had managed to pull him in, “you will regret it tomorrow morning and I don't want you to do that. I want you to remember your first time with me like a beautiful souvenir.”

She faked a light laugh and rubbed her nose against the side of his neck that sent the arousing sensation throughout his body and he shivered involuntarily, “a single glass of wine could not get anyone drunk and trust me I will remember this night till the day I die.” She whispered in a tone that was filled with different emotions that it was difficult for him to grasp any in her words. Sincerity was prominent in her words, she was not lying when she told him that she would never forget this night because this would be a night where she would basically sell her body in exchange for her revenge. A small part of her wanted to stop her and she knew that part was her dying heart but she was blinded with hatred and was burning in the rage of vengeance. The man she loved was not alive so her heart had no use anyway and abandoned it completely to bleed to death.

“Its our wedding night and I want you to make it special, Xavier.” she whispered seductively in his ear and dragged her mouth to his neck and kissed him there and bit it lightly before sucking him there and he could not help but let out a moan of utter pleasure he felt in his body, his blood seemed to rush down to his lower abdomen at her bold move.

She opened her eyes when she heard that sound from his mouth and smirked in victory as she felt his lower region coming to life and that’s when she knew that she just needed to push him a little and he would be right there where she wanted him to be.

 She pulled her body a little away from him and faced him, his eyes were clouded with love and lust and she smiled at him and slowly reached for his cheek, he closed his eyes when she cupped his face in her palm. The warmth he felt in her touch made his heart flutter, opening his grey eyes he looked at her with pure adoration. Her long golden hair shining under the moon light and her beautiful green eyes looking at him with love enchanted him but oblivious to the fact that it was not love with what she was looking at him, her eyes were looking at him with desire, a desire to ruin him and to make him miserable, he was getting entrapped in her vicious cage of hatred.

“won’t you make love to your wife on our wedding night?” he was spellbound, it was like she had casted a spell on him and he found himself wanting to fulfil her wish. She was his wife and he was her husband. It was their wedding night and it was the right thing to do especially when she wanted that from him, he convinced himself and like a fallen leaf that goes wherever the wind wants it to, he too flowed away lost in the maze of love.

He locked his lips with her with a speed of light and kissed her hungrily, showing her how much he had desired her and for how long he had waited for her love. He slowly brushed his hands against her waist and finally rested them on her butt and in response, she immediately wrapped her legs around him.

He stood up without breaking the kiss and hoisted her up and started walking towards the bed, holding his beautiful wife in his arms. He walked slowly, stumbling a bit, not paying attention to his steps. He broke the kiss and buried his face on her swan-like neck, giving her butterfly kisses.

They finally reached the bed and he gently laid her down and came on top of her frail body, he leaned down and they kissed for a few minutes; clashing their teeth, tongue fighting for dominance and sucking on each other’s lips.

Xavier kissed his wife deeply one last time and then moved his lips to her ears, he touched her soft flesh with the tip of his tongue before engulfing it in between his teeth, biting it slowly in response which she let out a loud moan of pleasure.

He moved down, giving his attention to her neck and sucked her flesh softly and while he untied the knot of her robe and pulled it off and his eyes widened in surprise when he saw her body clad in sexy lingerie.

“See I told you I wanted to do it even before drinking.” Her encouraging words chased away the doubts and hesitance he had in his mind and smiled at the girl under him, “I love you, Tiara.” He whispered and resumed what he was doing and felt the soft skin of her stomach. His hands went up and he grabbed one of her breasts that made her squirm in pleasure and their night went on with compassion.

They consummated their marriage with passion, they became one. He made sure that his every touch conveyed how much he loved her, that his every kiss showed that he wanted her and his every thrust delivered the message that he desired her. He made love to her slowly and gently, something he had never done with any other woman. He had always been rough because he had gone to bed with them with this absolute intention of releasing himself, he never cared for his partner’s pleasure or pain before as he was used to having his way around everything but with Tiara, it was different. It felt magical and he just did not want it to stop.

The moon witnessed their union, it witnessed all of it; her desire and his love that could not be hidden under the bright light. Xavier devoured her with love while on the other hand, Tiara who had thought that she would have to fake all of it was surprised when she enjoyed every bit of it as apparently, he was really good when it comes to s*x. He knew what he was doing and seemed confident about his knowledge of a woman’s body. He knew his way around a female body and apparently knew that his ways were the best.