Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362: Who’s dead now?

Unknown.

I know that the girl or woman reading this now may have her face scrunched up in disgust because to them, I have been nothing but cheap— and I can not blame them for thinking that way about me.

Why?

Because they are right.

I am cheap. Very cheap.

And my cheapness is the only reason I would look at the face of the man who has made me feel less and less of myself with each passing day and not feel anything else besides desire.

My cheapness is the reason I loved my tormentor so much simply because he was so good in bed, the mere thought of him touching me would make me exceedingly wet.

And my cheapness is the reason I am now kissing him like my whole life depended on it even when only a couple of minutes ago, he had just shown a crowded room just how desperate he wanted Leilani to be in his bed.

Leilani, not me.

And do you know what?

I always knew.

I mean, why else would he go through all that stress just to have her sister out of the picture? Why else would he make me disguise as a girl who ’had killed her own mother’ just to be locked up in the Stormborn’s dungeons simply because he wanted me to get close to Chalice?

Why else would he make me the bad guy only to swoop in like the hero of the day because he wanted her to feel indebted to him so much that she would agree to take his mark?

Why?

Because he loved her.

And I knew this. But despite this knowledge, I still kissed him with all the fire in my body. I still pushed my bare breasts into his face, hoping that he would take the initiative and suckle on them.

My body tingled with raw pleasure when he fisted one of my breasts in his hands, and the other free one, he slapped his lips unto, licking and sucking at the sensitive bud until I was nothing but a writhing mess before him. And until my entire body was so charged, heat pooled between my legs.

When he kissed the spot between my breasts, I moaned. But just as I did that, I could also remember the way elder Timothy looked at me like I was a fool when Darius almost exploded after being told to take a wife.

The disgusting memory coupled with the sweet sensation charging up my spine made me insanely confused and I found myself biting down on his lips while wrapping my legs around his waist as if asking him to leave but stay at the same time.

You see how confusing that sounds?

Exactly that.

"Anita, I do not want to do this right now," his voice was gruff as he barked into my ears but despite saying this, his fingers still trailed quickly between my exposed thighs.

They glided upward and upward until he arrived just at the entrance of my heat and I threw my head back, moaning in delight when he stuck a finger in and another.

"Mhmnnn!" I moaned so loud, my voice echoed around the space between us.

"You feel that?" He gritted against my ear, "you like it?"

I didn’t get the chance to respond before he stuck another finger in and another... until he was almost fisting me.

"Fuck!" I yelled, gasping. "That is too much! Take it out!"

His touches came with an immeasurable amount of pleasure but with it came so much pain, I couldn’t understand it.

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