Chapter 35: Chapter 35
“Sounds like they are having a lot of fun.” Micka leaned to his side to whisper to Geraldine, his voice amused as if he was playing one of his sick games, which he was, manipulating the black-haired demoness who was staring at the door with a face of someone who just got slapped.
Geraldine’s ears picked up the muffled voice of the girl, and before it a gentle whisper that she couldn’t exactly understand, there was just a little opening when Eren’s shadows flickered and allowed some voices to trespass their barrier, such thing only meant that the keen shadows lord was distracted for that split second, and the muffled voices gave her a pretty good idea of what might have distracted him, an idea she didn’t like at all.
“You know you shouldn’t be here, Lord Micka!” Geraldine swallowed her doubts and turned back to the fire lord, she knew what he was doing and she wasn’t that stupid to let him inside her head that easily, and no matter what she heard, she couldn’t just ignore the fact that she found the fire weasel lurking away from his destined section and close to the shadows’ lord private quarters, it was a mystery how he made it this far without being detected, the fire element was the strongest and most destructive but also the most obvious and detectable, and for the fire lord to come that close to the shadows lord room only meant one of two things, he was either stronger than they thought, or someone from the inside was helping him.
If this was any other day, then his intrusion would have serious consequences, Geraldine thought, but the confident look he had on his face showed that he knew he wasn’t going to face any.
“Nor should you, I remember he told you to stay away, am not I right, Gera dear?” Micka turned to her with that annoying sly smile of his, his deep red eyes making her uncomfortable as they roamed over her body. As if he was evaluating it, his eyes trailed a bit on her exposed cleavage before returning to her red eyes.
“I am his servant; I need to deliver important news to him!”
“Is that so? And this important news of yours, do they have anything to do with Rima’s arrival?”
“My lord, I am afraid I can’t…!”
“Because I am sure the shadows lord had sensed her arrival just like I did, the ice queen definitely has an impressive aura, not to mention, you shadow demons can communicate through your thoughts, No?” he interrupted her with a knowing smile, one which screamed that he knew she was lying, and knew why as well.
“What is it that you want, Lord Micka? And why are you here?” Geraldine asked through gritted teeth, barely hiding her bubbling anger as if what happened earlier with Eren wasn’t humiliating enough, she had to be reminded of it, and by none other than the fire weasel who took pleasure in manipulating and tormenting other’s minds.
“You shadow demons really lack hospitality! I was merely lost!” The fire lord said, faking offense but not enough for it to be believable, only sarcastic as if he was deliberately letting the girl in front of him know he was lying.
“Then what are you still doing here?”
“To be honest I was curious, I mean, that girl was definitely the most beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes on, no wonder the shadows lord was keeping her in his room, in his bed, he wanted her all for himself!” Micka said while looking at the door, licking his lips in the process, which did not fail to transfer the right message to the black-haired demoness.
She was quite fun to mess with, not to mention an important pawn in his game, he thought while looking at the door at the end of the corridors, not missing to notice how the shadows have thickened around the door, so the shadows lord finally noticed?
“That is only for safety measures!” Geraldine retorted, she knew the fire lord was trying to manipulate her, it didn’t mean what he said was a lie though, for he had only voiced out the thoughts she was too scared to admit.
“To keep her in his room, maybe, but in his bed?” he gave her another one of those annoying looks.
“Not that I blame him!” he added, “She was so beautiful indeed, a literal goddess!”
“She is not that beautiful!”
“Oh, trust me, she is, my dear Gera, but why don’t you ask your dear lord, once he is done with his little fun, I heard you two were close! Now, would you escort me back to my quarters?”
“I believe you can find your way back, my lord, for you have found it here in the first place!”
“Now, my dear, for I believe if we didn’t leave, we might ruin his fun and I doubt he would appreciate that.” Lord Micka raised his hand in front of him for Geraldine to lead the way and she knew she couldn’t refuse, no matter what, the fire lord was one of the three demon lords and she couldn’t just ignore his requests, especially when they needed his alliance.
Inside the room, Eren kept his palm on Sara’s lips even when the two annoying presences were gone, he cursed his thirst at that moment, he was too distracted and his shadows trembled, letting the two get closer to his door, he didn’t hear their conversation but he was still so adamant to put both of them in their right places.
He was furious, at himself for losing his focus, at Gera for disobeying him, and at the fire weasel for daring him under his own roof, and at the girl lying beneath him, the reason for the distracted and chaotic state he was in, trying to scream, trying to jerk him off her body, her warm, soft, and naked body.
Once the two were far enough, Eren looked down at the girl who had realized her attempts to scream and fight him off were fruitless, he had wished that she would realize he was only trying to protect her for the two monsters outside the door won’t show her any mercy, but he had already done his share of hurting her to kill any good faith she might have in him.
She just laid under him, half of her body exposed, the other half barely covered as well, her long hair spread all around her face like silver sun rays, her chest moving up and down erratically with her deliciously looking breasts perked up, firm and round with small pink buds, her skin had many faint scares, on her neck, chest, and belly, they were but thin white lines, and somehow, Eren found beauty in them as if they were beautiful patterns.
Her hands were still pinned above her head, he lowered his body a little so it was pressed on hers, and he instantly felt the warmth radiating from her skin, warming up his, the feeling was so good and addictive, and he wanted more contact with her hot skin as it was making him more excited, more wanting and more in need to have her.
Removing his hand slowly from her mouth, he stared at the trembling lips, and there he saw the reason of his sudden uncontrollable desire which was driving him crazy, the force he used to press on her mouth to keep her silent was enough to reopen the cut on her lip, the thick red liquid was slowly and sparingly dripping from it, and he didn’t know what made the other look that irresistible, the blood on her lips or her lips with the blood!
Eren realized, while he stared at the red wetness plastering her plump lip, that his unsatisfaction started with that damn kiss in the human palace, since the time he tasted her, he was no longer able to enjoy anything else, he was no longer excited nor attracted by anything else, not the fresh blood from his human preys, not the touch of Geraldine who was always able to ignite his desire, nothing.
He had denied that fact for the last weeks, but now as he laid on top of her, his body pressed to her warm and naked one, his face only an inch away from hers, soft breathless moans leaving her parted, delicious, inviting lips, he had realized it is her he had been craving all along, not just her lips, but all of her, her lips, her blood, her heart, her soul, her body, her mind, he wanted to claim all of it as his, he wanted her to be always in his bed, just like she is now, under him, filling him with unimaginable hunger just by staring at her, promising him with peerless satisfaction once he claims those lips.
She was his, his to claim, and his to keep, he thought as he closed the distance between their lips, taking her trembling lower one between his, only for his entire being to be engulfed in explosive euphoria, for he felt, just like the first time he kissed her, complete, full, satisfied.
Claiming her lips made him feel like the only man in the world, like he was on top of the world like he had everything like there was nothing else to wish for, only more of her, more of her lips, more of her blood, more of her skin, more of her warmth.
He sucked on her lower lip, tasting the thickness of her blood on his tongue which made him groan in pleasure, for it tasted so good, so satisfying, and so not enough as he wanted more, he nibbled on her lip, causing more blood to drip and her to open her mouth, giving him more access to devour her sweet cavum, claim it with his tongue, all while his free hand went to explore her body under him, he took one of her breasts in his hand and gave it a squeeze, testing it firmness under his assaulting fingers, he felt himself growing harder with every touch, she was there under him, waiting to be claimed, waiting to be his.
Eren felt her breathe in his mouth and the feeling filled him with ecstasy, he places his hand under one of her knees to tug her leg above his thigh while his was placed next to her opening, wanting to taste more of her, he released her mouth to kiss her jaw, but once he did, he was frozen in his place once he heard her sudden sharp inhale and then her terrified small sob…
“Please, Eren…Stop.” Her begging felt like a splash of cold water, for he was instantly woken up from the euphoric state he was in only to be met with the most terrifying scene ever.
Her eyes, with their rims red like blood, crying rivers, her tears were those of a helpless, desperate prey begging her predator not to hurt her more, the look on them told him she was praying to die, to be swallowed by the ground and not live this, not be hurt in that way.
“Please…Please…” As if he had been bitten by a snake, Eren jumped away from her, and she quickly pulled the covers to her chest, hiding her naked body from him without breaking the eye contact, for she was scared he might get closer.
To say Eren hated himself, loathed himself in those moments was not even close to the truth, to how disgusted he felt with himself for giving up to his thirst and desire, looking at her face, he saw nothing but utter pain and it filled him with more self-loathe, self-disgust.
He had done unimaginable things in his life, he had killed and tortured, lied and manipulated, but he had never forced himself on a woman, it was the one crime he could never commit, especially when he knew it was the way he was conceived, for he was nothing but the fruit of the same violent, evil crime he was about to commit right now.
He was becoming the one thing he hated the most.