"E-ethan, someone is outside." I tried to stop him, but he didn't listen. He was out of his mind as he rocked me like a ravenous creature between my legs. He pursed his lips, taking his time to thrust. I was losing reign too, but the knocking on the door was tenacious. It didn't stop. I was embarrassed they might hear us, so I covered my mouth with the back of my palm, suppressing my wails of ecstasy.
"Hello! Is anybody there?" I heard a familiar voice shout outside the porch, then knocking and clicking the bell. My eyes dilated when I realized who it was.
Ethan must have recognized it also because his eyes took a side glance at the door, then clicked his tongue. He continued his thrust, but it was more careful this time. He positioned my legs more expansive, and my toes were almost touching the headrest of the couch. I can feel the air that's fondling my skin. The tension continued in my stomach as my legs shook in pleasure when we heard an
"It was obliterating me. The creature inside me wants to reach out. I concealed him for years, holding it, masking it, telling it he couldn't get out. No one has to know about it. He can't be revealed because I live in a world of curiosity. If that inquisitiveness is triggered, everything will fall apart."He looked away, looking beside him, where my face wasn't seen. Bobby noticed his sentiment because he put his paw on Ethan's lap as if he was comforting him. Ethan didn't flinch or move a muscle. He was quiet for a minute, taking his time to process what he told me."But everything has its limit." I saw him gripping his hand. His pointy claws appeared, ready to strike. Bobby was shocked as he backed away because he sensed danger. I pulled Bobby towards me and then embraced him. I was about to reach for him when he snickered. My hands stopped when it was about to touch him. My eyebrows furrowed, confused why he was chortling offensively.
"Let's go." he motioned Bobby to his side. Bobby wagged his tail cheerfully, then lifted him up like a child. Ethan pinched Bobby's nose and then looked at me, his eyes gleaming when it was hit by the sunlight. He seems so luminous and a devil-may-care man in front of me. He smiled and then offered his hands to me."Let's keep ahead, my love," he said in a soothing tone, making my heart beat so quickly and loud. I gulped the tension forming in my throat when the wind blew softly on us. I raised my hand, slowly reaching out for his hands that I knew he would never let go of me once I clasped on.However, I stopped mid-air, contemplating whether to take his hands. Memories of how my life was before I met Ethan resurfaced in my head. It plays so swiftly I can't catch up with the others. I bit my lip, then closed my eyes shaking my head. I wanted to slap myself because why was I having second doubts about all of these?Then
A long clamorous silence invaded both of us while eating our dinner. I only can hear the sound of fork and spoon clattering together. The sound of the plate run by a knife was overly rackety. However, I didn't flinch or move more of my muscle while watching my food underneath. I was busy minding my own world, having my own thoughts, when someone faked a cough."Do you like my cooking?" I heard him ask. His voice is low and somehow steady, as if he's careful not to say anything that's up against my will. I shrug my shoulders and then continue to chew slightly. The food is not horrible, though. I was just taking my time to digest everything.Another stillness filled every corner of the kitchen. I know he's watching me under his lashes, observing my every mood, and he's confused about why I'm not talking too much. Honestly? I don't know either. Even if he asked me about it, I don't know what excuse I would say.But my mind
I looked at my reflection in the mirror, scanning my face to see if I was looking good enough. I saw my lipstick smudge on the other side, completely eradicating the look. I quickly grabbed a napkin and then fixed it. I carefully took off the smudge on my lips and then stepped back. I angled my head on the other side, twirling my hair, trying to satisfy myself, but I didn't.I let out a sigh, feeling so bleak at the moment. Why am I so doubtful about what I look like? I know I'm stunning, have curves, and look lovely in this outfit I picked out. However, something is missing. I feel like everything's going to fall apart later. I tried to look down on my body, looking at my flat stomach. I was trying to find what was missing when something flashed in my head. I recollected what Criselda looks like.Her curves are out of this world. She had a goddess of a body, a face of an ideal, and confidence like an artist. Her voice is appealing, and she
I peeked by my side when a man suddenly threw up on the trash can beside me. The awful stench and noise were evident, and I couldn't help but back away while holding the bride off my nose, acting as if I was scratching it when I was not. When he was done, he gradually looked up then our eyes locked for a minute. He roamed his eyes down to my body then he sniggered."Well, what a fine lady you are-" before he could wrap up his commendation towards me, someone blocked him. I heard his voice protesting, but Ethan kicked him from behind then he fell off the trash can, his face landing on his puke. I winced, feeling disgusted for him. Ethan wrapped his arms around my waist and guided me away from the man."Here," he told me, offering the juice because I said I was thirsty earlier. I accepted it, then said my gratitudes. He watched me drink the juice while I felt his hand tautening around my waist. I looked at him and saw him looking around the zo
"How dare you call me a slut?!" Her long claws cut on my flesh, making me screech in pain. I can sense the blood surging down my cheeks. I tried to push her off my top, but she wouldn't budge. God! I didn't know she was this muscular! Everyone was cheering for us, and none of them aren't helping! Why are they watching?! Is there something entertaining about all of these?! This fucking lunatic is harassing me! "Aren't you a slut for seducing my husband?!" I yelled at her face, then pushed her off. She stumbles to her feet, crashing to the ground with her elbow. She grunted, and I took advantage of going on top of her. I strangled her, almost choking her. My eyes went dull, and I could feel the extreme sensation in my system. It was flowing through my veins up to my head. It's controlling my body muscles to be this rage. "So what? You will break up anyway, just like how other relationships! You're not that even that
I swept the dust particles on the floor, ensuring that not even a single dirt would leave. I kneeled, peeking below the couch, looking for any object that was left behind. I grinned when I noticed the floor was spotless. It seems like my work here is done. I was about to go up when I felt a strong pair of hands wrapped around my waist, and something was poking at my butt hole. I gasped, unable to control my breath, then glanced behind me, only to see Ethan sniggering devilishly. He wiggled his eyebrows."It's too early, wife. We can continue later on our bed-"I slapped his hands away, making him grunt in pain. He bit on his knuckles when I stood up. My eyes are shooting daggers. If looks could kill, he would be dead now on his spot. Well, not that I want that to happen. It's just that he had me all night. Isn't that enough to fulfill him? God, even the thing between my thighs wanted to get rid of me."Aw! What was
My hands trembled so badly that I felt like a convulsion. I looked at both of them. My eyes were looking for Ethan, who had just lowered his vision to the ground, looking mortified. I puffed a disappointing sigh, then shook my head violently. This can't be happening. Is he for real? Is this for real?"I'm sorry, Natasha," he muttered, then stepped away. I was too stunned to say anything. He halted beside Criselda, who encircled her arms around his waist, then rested her head on his bare chest. Both of them were naked in front of me. My tears poured damagingly. His eyes looked apologetic, at the same time, as if he was anticipating doing this.I was waiting for him to say anything, that everything was just a trick, a grotesque prank, but to my dismay, he just turned his back on me. No! He needs to explain to me! I sprint to get them. I extended my hand, reaching out for him, when my body unexpectedly ceased moving. My mouth left hanging open,