Chapter 216: (216): Deepness (R18)

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Only Wilmore entered the room and in her perspective, he was glowing like a hero that he had a far way to be. But to her he had one part to be a demon while the other half was an intriguing hero. It wasn't negligible to her.

She just peered at him in a daze, not even blinking and more like a stiffened doll. A cluster of vicious anguish was wending in his back. He had heard everything the Lord gave an account of it to her, he would kill the lord if he again persuaded her to leave him. He would kill everyone who just constructed to take her away.

"Are you fine?" His voice was hoarse, and dry. A pain was gleaming in his icy eyes.

She discovered the same aura she had seen in him before; when they weren't in this position. Instinctively, she stepped ahead, rushing to his arms. She never thought about escaping from him, leaving from his side but tonight when her uncle mentioned it, she was tickled emotionally. She didn't want to leave him, if the shady void of his life would harm her, she would prefer standing in his arms. 

His hand slipped over her back, breathing the odor of her hair inside, to rely on it during survival from the south.

"You know he didn't mean it, don't you?"

"I know." It was all he said, knowing that her family was frightened for her safety was understandable but letting her take off his arms, no... no logic could accept it, no reason could calm him not to frost this world.

"Are you mad at him?"

She dove her fingers in his black shirt.

"I am!" He pulled her back, clasping either of her shoulders a bit harder but she didn't indicate on it.

"I don't want to hear that again."

Luna swallowed, for a moment she saw a blaze of ice in his eyes. 

"I won't leave you, even if people force me to do it. You want me to be loyal and I am."

"Even if I die, I will beg to come back to you again, Luna."

His hand slid on her nape, kissing her harder than before, he had to leave by tomorrow and it was not crystal clear that when he could come back. 

Luna's head grew blank, her body loosened but to keep her strength leveling up, she clenched his shirt more. He had told her that he would do this.

Wilmore pulled back, averted his head, he loved that she was holding on. Picking her up, he carried her to the bedroom.

"Don't be shy, you'll be mine this way." He put her on the bed, she rolled her head down.

Wilmore unbuttoned his shirt, Luna peeked at the bruises on his body, yet the pink and tint color had blushed her cheeks.

"You got hurt."

Kneeling before her knees, he cuddled her cheek.

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"These are nothing compared to what I did to them. Every creature I kill will vanish with no soul left to leave this world."

Her eyes grew wide, this one was scary, and how simple he was mentioning this.

Leaning forward, he pecked her lips and while his lips yet remained on hers added, "I won't kill innocents, not anymore."

Flinching under him, she growled, "why are you testing me?"

"To see if you can fulfill what you said a while before."

He pulled back, waiting to see her reaction, if she would run away, he was going to leave now not touching a strand of her hair, again! Letting his wolf die in thirst.

Luna's hand hovered ahead, gently caressing his bruises. Wilmore found it intolerable to resist, this temptation was too innocent. Her palm rolled on his face and she bent, her soft lips that used to recall him the beauty of spring landed on his.

He climbed the bed, bending on her, made her lay on the bed, leading the kisses, and looked at her, if he could kill the wolf's desire he wouldn't do this as dismay was shouting out in her face. Obviously, she was doing it to save his heart from frost. She wanted him alive. But he wasn't merciful.

"I am not going to hurt you." 

He said and went ahead, kissing her lips, sucking the soft flesh that was turning red, he opened his mouth and his tongue tasted more of her.

"Open your mouth." He commanded.

Squeezing the blanket, she followed his lead, and his tongue dove into her mouth. Wilmore continued to the deepness of what he began, his body quickly showed a reaction. His lustful wolf was burning out heat and his body warmed instantly.

Utterly, Luna was letting heat out of her skin, it sounded uncomfortable at the beginning but then it was pleasant. Her mind was blank and she surrendered to him, his mouth rolled away, kissing and licking her face, he slid down on her neck. She flushed more as his hands rolled her skirt up and caressed her legs, a bit of pressing turned to squeezes on her thighs. 

"Will..." She gasped.

"Calm down. Don't interrupt me."

She closed her mouth, clenching her fists, as his hand touched the lace on her notch. She heard a ripping noise and then a finger breached on her most sensitive part.

She jolted and the flames flooded under her skin, making her heart pace faster. She let out a moan as he kissed the line of her breasts, no one ever touched these parts, but herself, just as she washed them up. She grabbed her mouth not to let that ridiculous sound again, however, it was written in those books that men loved the moaning of pleasure.

Wilmore touched her zone, it was soft and smooth, his mouth reached her breasts and cheerfully pleasured there unless she moaned, his eyes rolled on her and blazed, it was as if an explosion in his existence, but she stopped herself.

His hand traveled up and brought her hands down her mouth, his breath touched her skin wilder, "don't do that. Let me find you pleasuring, assuring that you like me."

Hearing what he mumbled, she let herself do that, permitting her urge to act ruthlessly.. It could be the last thing she had from him.

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