CHAPTER THREE

Olivia was clouded with alien sensations all over her body. she was about to scold the man for having such a lewd tongue but her words died in her throat almost instantly for he soon started sucking her flesh hard and stopped only until she was stained red. Imprinting his mark---staking his declaration on her. Tonight, Olivia would be no one else’s but his.

The lower part of her body began to throb uncontrollably, to conceal it, she tried to once again gather her legs together---or at least, had tried to. Before she could close her parted limbs, the man’s hand dug between her thighs, leaving her no room to protest, his heavy gaze shifted to her eyes. His voice sounded deep and sensual, enough to stir the heated atmosphere more.

“I told you. This must be wide open.” He told her sternly. His dark emerald eyes gleamed in mischief, drunk in a delicious desire.

A short moan escaped her lips and Olivia quickly held her tongue. Amon's sparkling emerald eyes thoroughly stared at her, watching as she swiftly became aroused at his touch. Overwhelmed with the heightened senses, she hoisted her nails on his shoulders and kept her eyes closed.

Olivia's eyes flew wide open a second later. As she felt his hands sliding down her hips to her inner thighs. Her body responded to the delicious touch and the man did not have the slightest intention to let her go. Instead, his thick fingers caressed her nonstop, causing a responding streak of pleasure zipped down inside her.....the world slowed to a crawl as she found herself experiencing a foreign, enticing desire.

"A-Amon!.....hmmm ahhh."

"Hush sweet. We're not even halfway there."

Amon's voice sank lower than what she could have imagined was possible. He tightened his arms around her. Upon contact, his skin felt firm and hot. His other hand slowly raised its direction between her legs. The finger that was teasing her flesh gradually started to rub hard making delicious friction come alive.

"Ahh!" Olivia gasp loudly, arching her back. Completely intoxicated with pleasure.

Swooping his head down to hers, his lips captured hers and their tongue thrusted repeatedly, dancing a sensual rhythm.

Amon rested his free hand to her red plump cheek, gently caressing her...contrary to the action of his fingers in her core. From the moment they enetred the inn, he didn’t take his eyes off the beauty he had seen like no other. He watched her submit to his touch. And surely, with her senses drowned in pleasure, she had started to become wet. The damp cloth clung to her damp folds, tracing its slit.

Licking her lower lip his hand moved and paid attention to Olivia's breast. As soon as he made contact with her hardened nipple, she felt a strange sensation run down to her core.

Tracing her neck down to her collarbone, Amon settled his mouth to her unattended mound. As soon as she was released from the man's kissing and sucking, Olivia heaved heavily, catching for her breath.

Her strained thighs convulsed. The firm heat in her lower region kept fluttering and tingling. Having enough, he swept her drawers aside, revealing to himself the plump nether lips beneath. Then, a hard, foreign object touched her entrance and penetrated it.

His middle finger dug deeper in her wet crevice, deep until his palm was almost flat against her heat. She felt it all---his finger slowly entering her walls and stretching her formidably.

"Ahh!....Amon!" Olivia was startled and pulled her hips back--a wrong move as the man, disliking her resistance, captured her hips again and stabbed his thick finger deeper instead. Rewarding him another moan from her.

“Ho--hold on.....” Her speech turned into a stutter, as he floundered through the narrow interior. Wet sounds of his fingers gliding against her quim was heard, making her cheeks burn.

Soon, his fingers, which had been slipping in and around her red nether lips, started to curl, earning a muffled scream from Olivia. She let out a loud moan.

“Ahh........ahh wait pl-please...ohh."

But as he did from the beginning, he did not heed to her at all. Stubbornly, he poked her insides faster and rougher while staring down at her, fiesting his gaze to her beautiful face drunk in pleasure.

Olivia, twisting around, looked at the man and met his sparkling emerald orbs. A deep crease formed between his straight and thick eyebrows as he noticed a fat tear that rolled down her cheek. He whispered, sweeping the corners of her eyes with his hand, leaving her swollen nipple.

"Feels good does it? I promise, you will beg for more."

At that, he doubled his pace below without taking his gaze at her, loving what he saw, Amon's lips twisted into a dangerously wicked smirk.

Thick fingers came in, atrociously making a quick round trip inside her walls. Her heat, quivering, swallowed the man’s fingers in response. As it reached places, the wetter she had become.

The sensation that had been creeping from her underbelly started to fill her up like wildfire. Befuddled by the growing pleasure, she pushed him away in a hurry.

Unfortunately, the man was as hard as a rock and didn’t budge, even an inch. Straddling him, Olivia wriggled and shook her head. She hugged the man and scratched his back with her fingernails. But the surging tide of sensation did not fall, and the man didn’t waver with his quest.

She seemed to be driven to the edge of the cliff. As his fingers started to rub her in a rhythm, slipping in and out of her throbbing region, fireworks shot out before her very eyes.

Olivia opened her eyes wide, her mouth agape. She arched, bending her back. As a small tongue revealed through her open lips, Amon captured her mouth and sucked it to submission.

If possible, her folds became even more drenched. Her gasps of pleasure resonated, followed by an almost unbearable sensation that racked her body.

“Ohhh ohhh! Amon..." She groaned loud. Her body quivered in pleasure, her breathing was ragged and it took her plenty of seconds to catch her breath.

When she came back to her senses, Olivia realized that she was hanging onto the man and shaking. Her knees that she could barely feel lost its strength. She slumped into him, a total mess while her body gave out tremors.

It was the height of her first experience in her entire life, after all this was her first time. The novel sensation of losing control of her body for a moment made her feel numb. Though the heat she felt still lingers her body.

Olivia considered her situation for a time. In her Kingdom, sleeping with a man who is despised by the entire continent is deemed heresy. Commoners, but not royals, are allowed to breed with Matras. Perhaps everything will change if she can keep this one-night wonder a secret and take it to her grave.

Olivia was well aware that her desire to Amon was unavoidable. Her resolute resolve to deny her inexplicable attraction to him has long since vanished.

Watching Olivia slowly regain her senses, still overwhelmed by the lingering mix of shame and pleasure induced by him, the corners of the man’s fine lips slightly lifted.

"Fortunately for you, we're not done yet Olivia."

"Yes?....."

Amon chuckled seeing her face painted in confusion. He wonders internally how to beget more amusing expressions out of her. He genuinely finds this lady interesting.

"Such a beautiful face you're making, I had to say, if the beast inside me is denser you'd be devoured without mercy Olivia. You understand me?"

"Are you saying that was "mercy" you showed after what you did? Are you joking right now?" Unbelievable! This man!

Amon can't help but laugh out loud after hearing her honest reply. He raised his hand and caress her, gently tugging her locks behind her ear while looking down at her with such loving and careful gaze, his amusement gradually subsided. Olivia wondered if her people misjudged Matras for being violent and savage creatures. Staring back at him makes her think otherwise.

Come to think of it, his fingers that is touching me right now.....was it the ones that he used penetrating me from before? The thought made Olivia flinch in disgust and she started to move away from him.

"What's wrong?" Amon asked tilting his head.

"Your fingers....the one that touched my face was the same fingers that teased me down there.....yes?"

At that, Amon grinned mischievously and drew his fingers in his nose, inhaling it's scent. "Smells sweet to me."

Olivia' eyes widen and without a second thought held Amon's hand away from him almost frantically. "St-stop! You're embarrassing me!" Her face turning red in utter embarrassment. Who does that?! No one in their right mind do such things!

"Oh am I now? Forgive my insolence but---" he licked his fingers while staring down at her teasingly, Olivia's mouth opened in shock unable to find the right words to reprimand him. "---I can't help it, you taste the sweetest." The once playful look on his face turned heavy and dark in just a second. And Olivia knew what's about to come down, she panicked internally, wanting to run away from him.

"I have no idea what that meant but I think I must be on my way. You have successsfully ease my pain thus I am forever grateful for your help, do not fret for you will be fairly compensated" Olivia spoke in formal and rush mannner without making an eye contact.

"Olivia." Amon's voice showed no hint of retreating.

"Yes?" On the otherhand, her voice quivered knowing all too well how dangerous her situation now that she unknowingly provoked his beast.

"You know too well you escaping won't be possible, yes?" Olivia can only cautiously nod in response earning a sly smile from Amon.

Amon's eyes darkened. "Good. Now abandon what you're planning in that pretty head of yours. Beacuse starting right now, there will be no mercy."

His tone sounded so powerful and authoritative, she can't help but submit. Olivia could not avoid but wonder the real identity of the man before her.