Chapter 66: Chapter 66

"It was terrifying...her gazes...her front...the blood was all over the place as if she was thirsty and hungry for rectitude. I don't precisely remember the components of my dream, but I know to myself it isn't something that I shouldn't shrug off."

My jaw was left hanging, and minutes of deafening silence enveloped us. I know it was just a nightmare, and dreams are known to be part of our state of consciousness while we are sleeping. However, the thought of him getting frightened of Charm, who has an innocent face, is really something we should worry about.

None of us said a word after he spoke. I felt his ominous eyes directly look my way, watching my reaction. I gulped because I did not know how to pick up the details. I closed my eyes and rubbed my neck, tilting my head to the side because it somehow made me shrank in ghastliness. My mind went blank all of a sudden.

We had the same dream, which somehow connected us to put the fragments together. I don't want to think immoral about them because we don't know the whole story. Or maybe we're just pointing fingers at someone we actually don't know what their family background is.

As I have noticed, quite obviously, it's just the two living in this cabin. There are no signs of Charm's parents, not even pictures hanging on the wall. It was as if this place used to be abandoned. I felt a muscular arm encircled its way on my shoulders. I didn't look at Ethan, who caressed my shoulders. He left a soft, gentle kiss on my cheek. It somehow made my shoulders loosen from the tension I felt.

"I am here, Natasha. I wouldn't let them harm you or even lay a finger on you. Mark my words. Once you are fully healed, we will leave this place and find another place to live."

Ethan kissed my forehead, but it was longer than I expected this time. I felt his hands suddenly drop down on my thighs, stroking all their way up to my heated core. I stopped him before this thing led somewhere.

"This is not our room, Ethan." I scolded him. My voice is stern. He gritted his powerful jaw and raised his satanic brows taunting me. I didn't break contact with him as I gazed directly into his eyes, telling him he ought to settle his junior. Even though he was firmly against it, he sighed in defeat and just held my hand.

"Fine. Once we're out of here, I will make sure I will shatter your walls and rock your body until you fucking passed out," Ethan said authoritatively, then lay down on my side. He rested his head on his arms, closing his eyes.

For a moment, I ricocheted at Ethan's face just to be mesmerized by it. I know he has incredibly extended lashes, but his are extraordinary. His lips are intrinsically pinkish, a little reddish on the corners, and his nose is romanesque. I couldn't help but get flattered when gazing upon him. He looks so unreal and unpredictable. Until now, it's still mysterious to know this man is really in love with me.

When I first met him, he barely spoke. His eyes are always looking so tedious. As if he doesn't give a fuck to the world around him. He always frowned at his expression. But, compared to what is happening now, a lot has changed in him. He now can beam, chortle, express how he feels, and express his introspections.

I know people like him are hard to change. I admit I wanted to change him, but the truth slapped me differently than I had discovered. I didn't change him. He changed for me, for the two of us. I witnessed all his adaptations. I was there from the beginning, and I will stay to the end by his side.

"What are you looking at? Not that I do not mind." he opened his left eye, peaking to see me. I shook my head and then caressed his head, tracing some patterns. I saw how his eyes scurry to watch my fingers.

"Nothing, I just thought how lucky I am to know you, Ethan. I wonder, what will happen to the both of us if I didn't give up on chasing you, which I thought you were Nathan in the first place."

That caused Ethan to freeze when I mentioned his twin. I suddenly regretted it when I caught him sidestepping his gaze at me. I thought he would get angry, but he suddenly took a violent breath and looked up. Suddenly, I had a complimentary glimpse at the lump in his neck.

"You're killing me, Natasha," he growled, letting out an animalistic moan. My brows furrowed in confusion. I couldn't get what he wanted to imply. However, when I suddenly looked down at his crotch, I saw how hard he was. I stopped tracing his head with my fingers.

"Ethan!"  I blurted loudly, but he covered my mouth. He glanced at the door and quickly set his eyes on me, caging me in my spot.

"I feel like you're doing this on purpose." he gnashed his jaw then his eyes wandered down to my body. I shook my head. We can't do it right here! This guy is too impossible.

"We can do a quickie." he was pushing it. I shook my head in contention, then scowled at him. He needs to calm down because what if Charmaine might see us! Doing it inside her room! We have to show some respect and dignity. They might even think we're such animals who can't control their libidos.

"Natasha, then fucking do something about this. I can't stop it." Ethan almost showed his fangs, and his eyes turned bloody red. I bit my bottom lip, but I think that didn't help because he suddenly devoured it. He didn't waste any time as he balanced his body on my top, careful not to drop because I was still wounded.

"This is just going to be quick. I'm going to wreck you, and you don't need to do anything. Seeing my fucking dick inside your walls penetrating to go inside is already pleasurable enough."

I felt my blood gush its way up to my face, causing havoc in my system. I gulped when he suddenly lifted up my skirt and then spread my legs so wide I moaned in torment and pleasure. He unbuckled his belt, then lifted both of my legs gently and carefully. When our sexes touched, that's when I saw wonders.

"E-ethan..." I whispered his name, begging him to just fucking start when he is doing to me because I can't hold on any longer. He smirked, then stopped, making me cry. His head was already inside me, but its length still had a long way in.

"So you're enjoying it too, huh?" he suddenly withdraws it. I grimace at him, telling him to go on. I nodded, accepting my defeat.

"Yes, so please continue." my legs were already wobbling, even though he held them. I could feel the air caressing my skin and entering my hole. I bit my bottom lip because he observed my opening as if taking his time to examine it like an object for his experiment.

"Tell me who your daddy is." he teased.

"Ethan, we don't have time for this."

I looked at him, but he did not move from his place. Instead, he just laid his stiff dick on my clit, his eyes firmly watching me. He was still not satisfied, and he suddenly caressed the lip of my vagina, which is why the demons in my stomach went outlandish, and my body warped. He handled my hip to stop it from moving.

"You are not allowed to fight back, moan, say anything and even cum until I say so."

It was impossible what he wanted to happen because his finger was still playing with my hole, threatening to enter and occupy my walls. I bit my tongue and took a deep breath.

But I jumped up and gasped when suddenly his four fingers went inside me and played with my opening. He suddenly slapped my cheek and strangled me, but not in a lamentable way that would choke me.

"Tell me, Natasha. Tell me you wanted me. You need me. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you."

And because I didn't want to prolong it because I was hanging too much, I opened my mouth and wholeheartedly met his forceful gaze.

"Yes, Ethan, fuck me so hard. Put your dick inside me. I need you, daddy."

Without saying a word, he caught my ass, and he just inserted his dick inside me. His thrusts were quick and decisive. He forgot that I was still vulnerable. But, because I enjoyed it, I let him do whatever he wanted. We both grunted and gasped for air. Our skin was clapping at the contact. I moaned and reached for his stomach. As I was about to reach the climax

"Ethan, I'm cumming-" there was a sudden knock on the door. I froze, my body went solid as a rock, but Ethan didn't stop him from thrusting in and out. However, he slowed down and then played with my clit.

"Is everything okay in there? I heard rackets and noises." we heard Charm's soothing voice echoing from the other side. I couldn't speak because of Ethan. I signaled him to stop, but he didn't listen.

"Hello?" the doorknob twisted, so I panicked.

"No, w-we're fine, just-oh!" I covered my mouth when I suddenly moaned in delight. When Ethan suddenly hit my sensitive spot, my eyes rolled back, then he poured his semen all over my stomach. He had come already. However, his dick is still hard.

"I'm going in!" Charm's said in a frantic tone, then opened the door.