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The slapping of our skins mixes with our moans. I lean forward and keep sucking on her breasts.

“God, yes! Fuck,” she rasps. She moves up and down, tugging my hair and pressing my face close to her chest like she doesn’t want to let me go.

“You always like rough and hard with me, don’t you?” I slap her ass cheeks again and again, making her yelp. Her eyes are hazy with lust and every inch of her skin turns into a rosy shade.

I grab her head by her neck. “Answer me, my love.”

“Yes! Yes! I love it rough and hard with you. Only with you, Silas. I always want to be fucked like this by you,” she whimpers.

I land an open-mouth kiss on her lips, tongues mingling our dance together. Our bodies are sweaty, and our breathing is shallow and harsh.

“Open your mouth,” I order, and she does. I spit in her mouth before kissing her again. God, I can never get enough of this…I can never get enough of her.

She doesn’t stop, making me grin at my hungry little slut.

Every part of her is fucking beautiful.

Bite marks and fingerprints covers her skin as my chest swells with possessiveness. I know nobody will ever see her like this, and I will make sure no one ever will. She is all mine. Only mine.

I feel her cunt twitching as she gets to the brim of her orgasm. I’m getting close as well. I keep spanking her, knowing well it triggers her orgasm even more. My hands are turning red and achy, but I don’t care as long as she comes on my cock.

“Come for me, Aella. Come,” I grunt against her lips.

She arches her head back and comes loudly. Her cunt squeezes me tightly. I groan deeply before I spill inside her.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I cursed under my breath, pressing my face against her chest as we both came undone in each other’s arms. We pant heavily as she sits on my lap.

Gradually, reality sets back, and she sits up. A shy smile crosses her face when we get up to put on our clothes. It’s time for me to leave, but I stay close to her and hold her face.

“I love you so much. I’m thankful I have an angel like you in my life.”

Tears pool in her eyes instead of being gifted with her smile. I frown in confusion when she suddenly looks pale and nervous.

“Aella, what’s wrong? What happened?” I ask her in a serious tone. But she remains silent, making me worry more. I guide her to the booth again and sit her down.

“Aella, please tell me what happened. What did I say?”

Something must have triggered her, and I need to know. I will get rid of all the pain for her.

“I’m no angel, Silas. And I hate that word so much.”

I stare in confusion. “What do you mean?”

What is happening?

CHAPTER SEVEN

AELLA

“I need to tell you something, Silas. And I hope that when you know my truth, you won’t abandon me.” But deep down, I can sense he will.

He grasps my hands, assuring me silently to speak my mind. “Whatever it is, I promise I will keep an open mind.”

I close my eyes for a moment, preparing myself mentally before letting out a deep breath as I reveal everything about myself. I tell him every little detail, starting from the very beginning when I first stepped into this hell hole. I keep looking at him nervously the entire time, but he keeps a stoic expression, not letting me know what he is thinking.

I tell him about my mother, my uncle, how he tortured me physically and mentally, how I let many innocent people die because of this fucked up ritual, and how Ixtal ruined my life.

Finally, I remain silent when I finish as anxiety courses through my blood, making me fearful of losing the man I love. But instead of harsh words or disgusted looks, Silas pulls me against his arms and kisses my temple. The gesture surprises me but simultaneously overwhelms me, and I start crying. I circle my arms around his waist, letting out all the sadness I have kept hidden all these years. I finally have someone there for me despite my tough times. My heart feels whole after years of longing.

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