Beautiful Dreamer

33. Taste Of Lust

"Tell me, Ari... I'll do whatever you want..."

"That's...what you...said... Liar-agh!" Ari flinched from the nibbling sensation in her ear. They'd been stuck like this for a while, Rey between her thighs, chest to chest, flesh to flesh. It was clear as day that Rey already knew Ari was a weakling to his touch, for that was all it took to break the boundaries. Her conscience pushed her, her mind on the open door, thinking Ned or Mun might walk in and find her in this embarrassing position, pinned down on the bed by none other than the man who moments ago had promised only to relieve her from the pain on her neck and back.

"Don't you think you should pay for keeping me waiting?"

"Gah!" Ari gasped from the feeling of teeth sinking into her skin. Her insides were being pounded; she could no longer tell whether she felt pain or pleasure.

"S-Slower...please..." She begged, but her requests were met with forceful relentless resistance.

"Then compensate me; I won't mind waiting."

'Why is he so angry?' Ari thought as she struggled to maintain her sanity, which hung by a thin thread.

"Do you know what I had to go through- How frightened I felt? Why did you keep ignoring my calls?" Rey spoke, his voice heavy and coarse while his waist maintained a rhythmic movement. Then, grabbing Ari by the chin, he panted on, his eyes fixated on his lover's aroused expression, and he smiled. "The thought of feeling pleasure given by the likes of you is simply unheard of in my world...

I felt lost, trapped and mocked by your disappearance. One moment you'd passed out beneath me, and the next, you were gone. Or perhaps I had been dreaming about having vigorous sex with a dominant. Even then, I regretted nothing. Instead, my sudden rage for your so-called boyfriend left me befuddled.

"Enough!" Ari pushed a half-naked Rey with her feet." 'Ned... That's the trigger I needed to stop this...'

"Did I ruin the mood?"

"You think?!"

Rey burst out boisterously laughing and grabbed one of Ari's legs tightly, pulling her to a lock position. Attempts to resist were silenced by his rough kissing.

His rough voice heavy with desire, he murmured after pulling away, "We don't have time to have our minds wandering around on other things."

Ari threw her head back when she felt Rey's member plunging in again. She desperately wanted her body and mind to unite but felt conflicted that despite her rational element telling her to stop craving for more, her body caved to be held by the man she'd shamelessly been yearning for.

Drowning in lust, she began tilting away to escape, lest she finally succumbed to the familiar pleasure, but Rey pulled her waist towards him and whispered hoarsely into Ari's ear. "What do you really want me to do to become his equal?"

Hurt from his question, Ari's fist flew to punch Rey in the face but was caught midair. "First your mom, and now you?"

"Stop... I don't like this position..."

"Are you sure?"

In response, Ari circled her hands around Rey's neck to pull him close. She felt a sudden need to hide her shame for the man she'd long thought to dominate had overpowered her again, and she wanted to continue allowing it.

"Get to the point, Manager Ari. What will it be?"

"T-talk later..."

"I prefer doing both," Rey replied, panting sharply from the sudden tightening of his lower abdomen. He began feeling his release coming and gritted his teeth to control the urge to let loose by burying his face into Ari's shoulders. He didn't want his lover to see the sight of him succumbing to an early defeat. After all, he'd been practically begging for this moment and didn't want to finish just yet.

"Wh-why did you stop moving?" Ari squinted her eyes, her fingers digging into Rey's back. She wanted to continue feeling every inch of him, hitting that same spot she liked so much, and when Rey whispered her name softly without her former title, Ari gave in entirely to their mutual eroticism, her shame buried and forgotten in her subconscious.

Cursing under her breath, she pushed Rey to fall on the bed, which took him by surprise. She smirked, feeling this position more befitting. "I'm done pining after someone who knows nothing about bedding me."

Rey watched in awe as Ari positioned herself on top of his member and grunted at the feeling of a heated entry. He reached to hold her waist but was slapped away. Even in her aroused state, Ari refused to submit.

With her hands resting on Rey's chest for support, her hips moving downward, she slowly took in all of Rey and loved the twisted expression from him. Rey's impatience, however, pushed him to reach for Ari's waist again but slapped yet again.

'This is gravely strange that I like it so much!' Rey thought, enjoying the sight of a lustful lover drawing pleasure from him. He wanted to touch her so badly, but the sting on his arm from being pushed away still lingered.

"With that kind of strength, I'm reminded you are no beta woman at all."

"Shut...up-ah..!" Ari moaned, then stopped abruptly. "You're...ruining the mood..."

Lifting his hips, Rey thrust upwards, which startled Ari, causing her to quiver and fall onto Rey's chest. "Enough play."

"You...stupid- Gah!" Ari gasped. "N-No..."

A futile resistance met Rey's stern refusal, and in response, he wrapped his hands around Ari, locking her and began thrusting relentlessly. He knew the spots to hit, the places to press, and he did it skillfully, enjoying how slowly but surely, he alone was the one bringing Ari to submission, and the louder her moans grew, the more heated their bodies became. This newfound thirst could no longer be quenched by just one round alone any longer.

He wanted more... He needed more.

With his rationality gone, a need to burrow deeper turned him beastly. In his mind, there was no need to go soft any longer. Ari can take it all. A dominant should be able to.

Their hips smacked, their moaning echoing throughout the room; Rey rose to pin Ari down to look at her. He watched his lover, his eyes tightly shut from the pain of their sex, or was it pleasure? Rey wondered, but when Ari responded by wrapping her legs around his waist, a strange sense of relief washed over him.

Ari was the first to reach climax, and soon, Rey quivered. Exploding from release, his head hazy, his breathing deep, rapid and shallow, he fell on Aris's chest.

He lay there for a while, loving the sound of their loud uneven heartbeats and wished to maintain that position a little longer, but Ari's question terminated that comfort.

"Why do you keep humiliating me?"

Lifting his body, he reached for Ari's two feet, restricting her from pulling them together.

"So that's what it looks like."

"What the heck are you staring at?!" Ari exclaimed, unsure whether his question was a statement or if she wanted to listen to the answer. "It looks just like any beta, you buffoon!"

"Does it hurt?" Rey asked, his eyes still fixated on its target. "I know you wished for a massage, but this was what I had in mind all along."

Covering her embarrassment, Ari was unable to look at Rey any longer. She felt even more humiliated than earlier, and Rey instantly deciphered her reaction. He fell to the side, pulled Ari towards him for an embrace, and then asked, "Do you like me that much?"

"What do you think?" Ari's remark was rhetoric out of embarrassment, but Rey's response stunned her the most.

"Honestly, the thought of you returning to that man fills me with rage."