Empty Eyes: Book 1

Chapter 15-Mature Content

My heart beat so loudly in my ears that I had trouble eavesdropping on the conversation Sasuke was having with whoever'd interrupted us. Sweat was practically dusting my skin as I got embarrassed over the lewd actions I'd just been involved in played on repeat behind my eyes.

Surely the prince would tease me for offering such unfiltered reactions once his guest leaves.

Is it normal for women to make those sorts of sounds in that type of situation?

Did I kiss him correctly?

My body almost shook with insecurity. I bet I'd done everything wrong and he thinks I'm an even bigger weirdo than before. My fingers danced up to touch my bottom lip, remembering the rough sensation I felt from him.

With a shake of my head, I pushed my anxious thoughts away and took a few deep breaths to calm myself. Then, I put an ear to the door, only to feel the disgusting weight of jealousy drop down into the pit of my gut.

Karin's nasally voice was easily distinguishable.

With a small frown, I took a few moments to soothe my appearance before exiting the restroom with as calm a facade as possible. "Oh! You didn't tell me Sakura was here!"

My eyes locked onto her half-undressed form as she stood in front of Sasuke, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. He wasn't looking at either of us. Instead, his glare was locked onto the floor. A humorless scoff slid past my lips before I could bite it back and his dark eyes jumped up to mine. My brow furrowed, I shook my head in disbelief, and then clamped my mouth shut as I turned and left the room, shutting the door behind me.

I headed down into the garden for some fresh air in hopes it would clear my head of the negative emotions swirling around in my chest. Luckily, neither of them followed me and I was grateful.

I was embarrassed, humiliated even.

Not only did I let myself get caught up in my emotions while we were kissing, but I also acted like a jealous little brat right in front of both him and Karin. He never even hinted at having the intention to break things off with her, or any of his other playthings, yet I responded to the situation like an idiot.

I began watering some flowers, hoping the action would distract me from my arousal. The moonlight provided more than enough vision for me and I felt a cool breeze brush against my hot face.

"If the Uchiha intends to claim you, why does he let you wander off alone like this, especially in a state of need."

A chill ran up my spine at the deep voice directly beside me. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I turned my head to see Gaara, King of Suna, leaning down mere inches away from my face so he could look me in the eye.

The watering can slipped from my grasp and fell silently onto a patch of grass as I took a few steps away from the odd royal, "U-Um!"

His beautiful eyes seemed to glow in the moonlight and he stepped forward to keep minimal distance between us, "It wasn't my intention to scare you. I couldn't help but approach when I caught the scent of your arousal. It's unforgivable for a master to leave something like you unsatisfied."

A variety of very intense emotions were screaming at me in my head all at once: fear, embarrassment, regret, and even anger. My lips couldn't seem to form a response, so I put my hands up in defense as I shook my head in denial.

The king searched my face unblinkingly, "In my homeland, my kind doesn't ask humans for consent, especially me. I understand things are different in Konoha so allow me to formally offer: Would you like me to ease your discomfort?"

My legs shook and nearly gave out from under me. Dizziness swept over me as the blush on my face rose in temperature, "N-No thank you!"

The redhead nearly scares me more than even Madara with his clearly inhuman demeanor. He tilted his head with what seemed to be confusion, but his facial expression remained the same. The act came off as incredibly threatening. "A rejection."