At The Mercy Of Evil

Chapter Sixteen

My sleep was so good, it's been a while since I felt this way, safe and warm, however the heat abandoned me taking with me the feeling of security. My body automatically seeks to have back the sensations that have fled from it, with this I play my ass back and the heat returns, I remexi liking the coziness and every measure I move I feel something become harder with my contact. It was not a little uncomfortable, but rather tasty to have around, and enjoying even more the contact, I climb and go down my hip, making this way my ass slide through the stiffness. The quentura not only ran through my entire skin but also increased, and I was making the most of this effect caused in my nerve endings. But again everything went away, frustrating me and tearing away from me a groan for the lack of touch. Insisting on having it back, I slid my body further back and the flame touches my body which has become cold without her presence nearby, thus causing a thermal shock. I melt and slide myself to the feeling never experienced, and then a new heat surrounds my waist and then I feel a slight pain in my shoulder, which rips a groan of pleasure from my lips.

"If you roll again that hot ass of yours on my d**k, I won't be responsible for my deeds—a hoarse voice whispers right next to my ear and i automatically open my eyes recognizing the owner of the voice, Zyan. After his speech he leans his head in the space between my shoulder and neck and inspires the place. Such an action causes a shiver to pass through my spine, and not to let escape a groan i bite my lower lip, which is in vain, because soon after he rips it from me with the touch of his soft and wet lips at the base of my neck — I try to control myself so as not to tear your clothes and f**k you until you scream that it is mine, but you tempt me in the most innocent way. — I feel the place where I had just kissed being sucked in.

"What's stopping you, Zyan?" I turn my body longing to have the vision of your face, and I have the dazzle of your self-control, it is close to putting it down — Why don't you surrender to temptation? I say you don't recognize me.

"You make me crazy," he says, and I see the very moment when the last line breaks and then he kisses me, thirsty, burning my whole body. Your hand goes up to my hair by squeeaking at the spot, bringing my body closer to yours while sucking my tongue and biting my mouth. He walks away a few inches, giving me the sight of his eyes and they are darkened, ferocious, almost animalistic. The contact of our eyes is brief enough for the normalization of our breaths. And then he turns me around, so I get under his body.

"You have stird up the beast, angel. Now deal with the consequences, for I don't know if I'll be able to stop—Say putting my arms above your head and holding them with one of your hands. Then he goes down his face and passes his tongue through my jaw slowly down my neck.

"That's so good," I say paused and letting a groan echo through the place, when your lips come at the beginning of my breasts the warmth of my body focuses on my intimacy.

"Ask me to stop," he says looking at my face as he lets go of my hands and slowly climbs up my shirt, showing every slip of the fabric, my bare skin. Anxiety consumes me, thus pausing my breath by waiting for tissue removal. The way he looks at me is so sexy, he admires my body with desire, as if I were his addiction.

"I don't want to stop. Do you want it? " I boldly say i'll take my hands to his face, putting him closer to mine, and taking the initiative of hummingbird. I don't know what happens to me when I'm with him, I just know that my most hidden desires come out without my approval and I do things I would never do. All of a sudden he walks away from my mouth and my body and says:

"You don't know how much I desire you. How I'd like to turn on the f**k and f**k you all day, but I can't do that to you, not now—you sit your fingers between your black wires and then get out of bed leaving me repressed.

"Why? — it's the only thing that comes out of my mouth beyond my sigh. I wait for your answer as I watch your entire body, and the sight I have is breathtaking. Zyan is in an animal posture, messy hair through the passing of his hands, eyes darkened by desire, and heavens, he is shirtless, which leaves me mesmerized looking at his partial nudity. Even on the pectoral he showed his crudest masculinity, the hair spreading throughout the defined pectoral, healed abdomen, strong arms and with apparent thick veins turning the entire limb. His visible tattoos from the shoulder to the middle of his left arm make him more attractive to my eyes. I go down my gaze more through your body and automatically notice an elevation in your intimate region, which strangely gives me water in my mouth along with it I feel the blink between my legs, and realizing the effect of your body on me, my cheeks blush.

"Because first you must know the size of the abyss you are throwing yourself at. You should be aware of the consequences even if in the end you have no choice. "he pauses by clenched his fists and after a few seconds he says again— For after I prove you, angel, it will be impossible for you to escape from me, for you will be my vice as i will be yours. "he turned his back and walks out the door leaving me alone, processing all his words.

I put my hands hiding my face, thinking the following words: What did I just do? I almost gave myself to him, I begged him, Threw myself into his arms like a. If the sisters saw me in this situation, they'd be so disappointed in me. They always taught me that s*x should be done with a partner that we love and only after marriage, and I had this teaching in mind and my thought was to put into practice. But it was enough for Zyan to emerge to turn that desire into ashes... I'm in charge for a long time in bed until I put it in my mind that I can't change my past actions, but that I will do anything to make future ones different. With this thought I get up from the bed and go to the bathroom where I bathe, when I go out I go to my backpack and pick up a white dress with little cherries scattered. It is well behaved, with a square neckline, sleeves that go up to the middle of the arm and the fabric of the dress touches on my knees. Finally I leave my hair loose, which falls like a cascade behind my back to the beginning of my hip, and I go barefoot around the room in order to explore the house.

I do the same route i did in the early hours, however this time when Arriving on the ground floor I do not go to the door direction but to the kitchen that has an open model, having as vision the living room. Everything is very sophisticated and neutral colors. The kitchen is very large, with a marble island in the middle and some stools in front of you. There is a small table further to the corner of the place, near a glass door that apparently overlooking the outside of the house. The house is beautiful!

"I see you're better! " I get a fright when I'm caught in surprise by Antonia's voice. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. — says appearing in my field of vision.

"All right," I say, giving her a little smile without showing her teeth.

"Are you hungry, darling? — asks by opening the fridge and taking out a jar of juice.

"Yes, I confess that a lot —I go to one of the stools and sit watching Antonia.

"The boss has already had breakfast and gone to work, so it will be just you — I don't know why your news makes me sad anymore. Unconsciously I wanted him to have breakfast with me. I'm being an i***t, I know — Well, we have pineapple juice, coffee, milk, chocolate cake, breads, cheese and ham. You choose!

" Wow! All this just for breakfast?! " I say to open the eyes, because in the orphanage we did not have that much option. "I'm going to have a glass of milk and chocolate cake.

"Good choice! Modesty aside, but the cake is very tasty — says cutting a generous slice and putting on the plate and just seeing my stomach snore. "All right, good appetite," he says, putting my choices in front of me. "I'm going to leave you here, that I'm going to have to shop. — Nod in confirmation. "Bye, I won't be long," and then she's leaving. After breakfast, I wash the dishes and put them in the waterway. And feeling satiada i'll be able to go back to the room, leaving to explore the house later. Already in the room I go to the wonderful view, opening the door and i go to bed in a chair that looks like a sun lounger, where after a few minutes with the wind hitting my face caught in sleep.

"Luna, wake up! — I open my eyes slowly getting used to the clarity, and I see Antonia still in front of me.

"Wow, I slept that I didn't even realize," I say, stretching.

"It happens," she smiles, "Well, I came here to leave some boxes for you, they're on the bed. — I wrinkle my forehead without understanding.

"To me?", she nods in confirmation, "Who sent it?

"See for yourself," she says, and I feel my cheek blush.

"Well, I'm going to go," she says her back before I say goodbye and disappear shone out of my field of sight.

I go to bed and find three boxes of different black sizes with red bows. Curious I open the bigger box and see a beautiful beautiful blue dress, which makes me in love. Controlling the smile coming out of my lips, I open the second box, finding a silver heel shoe with some pebbles, which look like diamonds. I do not dismiss this idea, who in their right mind would buy this that should cost a fortune and even more so for me. Out of the question! I go to the third box and open, on top of the wrapping there's a note, and when I see what the male letters say and open the package, I automatically feel my cheeks warm up.

"Get put on! — and in the wrapping I find a white lace lingerie. Go back to the note and keep reading — Be ready at seven o'clock— I feel my heart racing when I see your name at the end of "Zyan Lamart"

What does Zyan intend with all this? — I question biting my lips in excitement.