𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓

Chapter 32: I Lied

Celeste

My body failed to keep me steady, my legs limped and my stomach was in pure pain, my mouth tasted like lavender and chemicals at once. Adelia had helped me change into a sweater and pair of grey sweats, hair in a messy ponytail and wearing nothing but slippers.

After driving my way into the location, I stood in the middle of the woods, in the dark holding my phone flashlight while carefully listening to my surroundings.

"Oh baby" I flinch jerking behind me, my chest heaving up and down as I see nothing but pure darkness, "I didn't expect to get turned on by such a beautiful mess" Jerking around like a lunatic I see nothing.

His laugh echoes through the night making me feel things I shouldn't, "Where are you!" I shout my voice echoing, "Shush Muñeca...you'll wake them up"

Gasping I imagine him behind me, jerking back I point my flashlight around to see nothing, "Who?!"
"The demons" his voice came out as a chuckle, causing shivers up my skin.

And the throb of my clit, "There no demons here you idiot! Stop trying to scare me it's not working" it is, I just won't admit that
I tense as I feel a burning sensation behind me, "Tell me Muñeca," I gasp as I feel a hand come around my neck pulling me into a hard chest.

Dropping my phone it turns pitch black, "Do I make you scream?" He whispered seductively into my ear as he gently bit my earlobe, one hand gripping my neck tightly, while his free hand traveled underneath my sweater, breathing heavily the sensation in my thighs throbbed, rapidly causing a soft moan to escape.

"Let me go," I said through gritted teeth, "That doesn't sound too convincing" he chuckled beside me, feeling his hot breath travel down my cunt, no man has been able to make me feel this way, not even the ones I fell in love with.

Elias, makes me scream, afraid, and want shit I shouldn't want knowing who he is, the sensation of his touch on my body is like no other.

It sends a thrill down my spine, "I think you don't want me to let you go Muñeca" I groan beneath his touch slowly moving toward my breast.

My breathing becomes heavier as his stiff big hands send goosebumps throughout my body, "Am I right Celeste" he said my name in such an unholy matter, as if he moaned it, as if he carved it into my skin.

And fuck that made me ten times hotter, "Fuck no" I growled wanting to push him off, yet I stood still, feeling his touch I clench my thighs, "Don't fucking lie to me, Celeste"

He growled back, swallowing I nodded, "I...I don't want you to let me go" A laugh erupts from his throat as his fist on my neck becomes tighter, when suddenly his hand slips out from beneath my sweatshirt.

Feeling empty I slowly glance at him, not being able to see his face but the shadow of his body, he gently releases me forcing me to face him.

He looked taller than usual, well that man is a giant but he was fucking big, he makes me feel vulnerable, small compared to him.

It's as if I try so hard to run from him he'll always be a step behind, "You promised" I whispered into the night, seeing his nod he closed the gap between us.

"You said you would stop the war if I met you tonight, so what is it you want" I said through gritted teeth feeling his body tense from my presence, "You know exactly what I want" his voice went cold and firm.

Like that night we first met, the day I thought he was madly attractive and would have probably done anything to take him to bed, my nipples turn into hard pebbles as I watch him tilt his head at me.