Alluring Mask - ENGLISH VERSION

CHAPTER 36

CHAPTER 36

I let out a groan of pain when I felt Oceanus' fist hit my stomach. I stepped back from where I was standing and bent forward while holding my stomach. I shot Oceanus a sharp look as I lifted my head, and he just grinned at me mischievously. He outsmarted me there!

"That's what happens when you don't focus on your training," Oceanus teased.

I ignored the pain in my stomach and repositioned myself, ready to brace for whatever Oceanus would do next. He just kept grinning, and I could feel my frustration with him building up again. He still knew how to get on my nerves, even though Helios was still number one on my anger list.

I dashed towards him, raining down heavy punches, kicks, and elbows. He blocked each attack with ease, but I kept going, my body feeling numb with adrenaline. He dodged every strike, no matter how fast I moved.

I launched a high kick toward his face, but he ducked low and seized my leg, slamming me onto the mat. Gritting my teeth, I wrenched my leg free and countered with a forceful kick to his face. He stumbled back but swiftly regained his footing. I closed the gap and kicked him in the stomach and held his nape to knee his face. My body spun in the air freely as I lightly landed with hands up and ready to strike.

"That hurt, huh?" I teased him.

We'd been at it for hours in Atlas' underground gym. It was our usual routine: workout, then spar. Sometimes I'd spar with Oceanus, and other times I'd go up against Atlas. With things being pretty chill lately, we'd been spending more time training, both hand-to-hand and on the shooting range.

I rolled my eyes and turned to leave.

"Hey! Where are you going? We're not done," Oceanus called after me.

"I'm out. I'm tired. We've been at this for hours. We can finish up next time. I need a break," I replied, walking away.

I headed to my room and straight to the shower. I was drenched in sweat and needed to rinse off. I let the cold water cascade over me, washing away the grime and sweat. Tilting my head back, I let the water run over my face.

A jolt of heat shot through me, a vivid memory flashing before my eyes. Helios, the birthday party, and the night in Hyperion's house. Nothing happened between us... but I know we almost did it if Atlas doesn't call me. But even now, I could feel the phantom sensation of him pressing against me—a hard, insistent bulge in his dark slacks.

I shut my eyes tightly, trying to push the image away, but it wouldn't leave. I could feel his breath on my skin, his lips on mine, his body pressing against me. Why couldn't I erase him from my mind?

It was wrong. A terrible mistake. But the heat of that night still lingered. His touch, his rough hands on my back, his grip on me—it had felt so right, so forbidden. I couldn't understand why.

I bit my lower lip as my hand found its way between my thighs. It was a new sensation, exploring myself like this. Each stroke sent shivers of pleasure coursing through me.

I was panting as I moved my hand faster. I could feel myself getting wet, and the memory of Helios flooded my mind. The image of him of our night together ignited a fire deep within me.

The cold water pouring over me did nothing to cool me down. The heat inside me was too intense. I arched my back as I moved my hand even faster, my teeth sinking into my lip. I could almost see Helios' face, his ash-grey eyes were dark with desire as he moved over me. I heard his soft moans and his grunts of pleasure.

It felt like there was something I was reaching for, something I needed. I couldn't control myself anymore, and suddenly, Helios' name escaped my lips as I continued to touch myself, lost in the moment.