DEVIL'S WRATH 1: Lucian Velorca (COMPLETED)

CHAPTER 15

Napamura siya nang itulak ko siya dahil iba na ang paraan ng paghalik niya sa akin—mapangahas, marubdob, at nagliliyab sa galit ngunit agad niya ding hinatak ang balikat ko, at walang anumang pag-aalinlangang inangkin ang labi ko.

Mahigpit niyang hinawakan ang balikat ko para hindi ko siya matulak. Hindi pa rin siya tumitigil, at bawat pagsipsip niya sa labi ko ay puno ng panggigigil. Hindi ko kaya ang paraan ng paghalik niya. Sinubukan kong kumawala, pero nahirapan akong makaalis sa pagkakahawak niya. Para siyang halimaw na unti-unti akong nilalamo. Sunod-sunod na tumulo ang mga luha ko.

“T-Tama na!” halos hindi makahinga kong sabi ngunit kinagat niya lang ang labi ko at dinilaan nang paulit-ulit.

“L-Lucian, please tama na.” Tears started to fall on my cheeks as he stopped and stared at me.
“I hate you,” he whispered. I could feel his heavy breath. “I hate you,” he repeated as he stared at me. Our eyes met, his gaze almost gripping mine while his hand gently stroked my cheek.

“I own you, Milk. No one could replace me. No one should kiss you but me. No one should touch you but me. Do you know why I hated you? Because you kissed that bastard Quevas, while me? Parang kulang na lang pandirian mo ako!”

Lumayo siya sa akin nang konti at umiwas ng tingin. I stared at him as realization hit me upon hearing his words. My heart was pounding loudly because of what he said. Is he drunk?

He tightly closed his eyes, then looked at me and held my hand. His cheek nuzzled against the back of my hand. Ang lambot ng mga mata niya, hindi ito ang demonyong kilala ko. “Baby, promise me that only I can kiss you, only I can touch you, Milk. I’ll kill anyone you replace me with.”

I was deafened by the loud pounding of my heart. My chest was rising and falling as I stared at him.

He was drunk; that’s why he was saying this. He was drunk. I tried to convince myself, because I didn't want how my heart flutter because of his words.

“Kiss me, my Milk. I want you to kiss me...” His eyes were soft as he looked at me, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe from the tension building inside me. His pleading gaze seemed to pull me closer. His lips slightly parted, as if urging me to kiss him.

“Please, kiss me, baby…” I tightly closed my eyes, and before I knew it, my lips had already met his.

My heart pounded loudly as I was the first one to hold his chin and claim his smooth, red lips, and he followed. Our lips moved in sync. Masyadong magkadikit ang aming labi, occupying every space where even air couldn't enter. I kissed him passionately, and he kissed me back.

Our kiss lasted for a long time, and I only breathed when his kiss descended to my chest. His movements were so quick, and I only realized he had already placed my left leg around his waist and was slowly entering me.

“Ohh, Lucian…” I gasped as I unconsciously moaned his name. I wrapped my arms around his waist as he started to move faster. This time, the feeling was different. Each deep thrust felt so intense. Nanginig ang binti ko at kusang tumigas sa mabagal na pagsagad ng kanyang galaw. I couldn’t help but scratch his back. He was staring at me as his hand propped up beside my head. His taut muscles were visible, his veins protruding, his chest red, and his intense gaze seemed to burn through my soul.

Nakauwang ang labi ko sa walang tigil niyang pagbayo sa akin, at kusa namang umaangat ang puwetan ko upang sabayan ang bawat galaw niya. I would press myself back as he pulled away, and met his thrust after making his body plug deeply into mine. “Oh, oh… Lucian… f-faster, faster…” my eyes rolled back, overwhelmed by the pleasure. Halos pabulong na ang pagsambit ko ng pangalan niya dahil sa sarap na bumabalot sa katawan ko, and I knew he could feel what I was feeling.