CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 50 -18+

Rhea stood at the full-length mirror, looking at her reflection, her fingers circling the rune spot.

Why did this thing pop out of my body last night? Was it because of the curse?

Her eyes trailed toward Zeenare, who was still sound asleep.

Or was it because of him?

She let go of the nightie, the fabric falling down to her upper thigh.

She glided her way through the room, to the bed, softly climbed on it, and crawled toward Zeenare’s side.

She lay on her side, her hand propping up her head while her elbow pressed into the bed, while her eyes worshipped his face, and she trailed her finger across his jawline, his nose, and into his hair.

How can a person be so good-looking? His muscles are perfect, his height is excellent, his... voice. It’s dripping sexily deep.

She shifted closer to him.

And he smells so intoxicatingly seductive. Is it because he’s not human?

She swallowed hard as her eyes fell on his soft, plump lips.

I want to eat him up. She thought.

Her fingers spread on the bed, inches away from his exposed skin.

Her eyes, intense on his body, trailed through his arm under his head, to his broad chest, to his torso, settling on his member between his legs.

Rhea turned to Zeenare, her veins pulsing, her heart in her head, her body tingling. She lowered herself onto him, a tiny, imperceptible growl escaping her lips as she took his lips in a hungry kiss, straddling him.

Her body shuddered at the contact of their skin, her feet curling up as heavy waves of heat washed through her. Her clit tingled on its own, her nipples hardened, her skin flooded with goosebumps.

"Umm," she moaned, pressing herself against his body, taking his face in her hands, asking for entrance.

"Rhea!" Zeenare exclaimed, his voice soft. Their tongue swirled as his strong arm wrapped around Rhea and his eyes fluttered open.

I want more! I want more! It’s not enough! Rhea’s mind repeated over and over and over again.

As they kissed, Rhea continuously grind herself against Zeenare, soft moans eating away at her lips.

"Touch me, please!" she begged, her breath becoming shallow, her feet stretching as they intertwined.

What’s wrong with me? Why do I feel so hot and needy all of a sudden?

Her mind reeled.

Zeenare’s fingers gracefully glided underneath the fabric, his lips pursing her neck as the dress peeled off her, exposing her perfectly shaped full breasts, her pale creamy skin, her pink nipples sending daggers into his chest

His lips moved down from her neck, as the heat from his lips enveloped her breasts.

"Oh god, f*ck!" she exclaimed, cursing, pressing his head against her chest, her nose buried in his hair.

Zeenare added pressure to the other breast, squeezing it hard, causing her body to shiver in one hell of a pleasure.

At the same time, Rhea’s hand slid down his body, grazing his hardened cock.

I can’t have her. Not yet. Not when my essence is still everywhere within me. If I touch her the way I want, I will inject that very essence into her. And that I can’t do.

"Pumpkin, why don’t we do this another—"

"I can’t!" she roared, cutting him short.

A strong voice ripped from her, the room shook by her sudden outburst and the change in her voice.

That is new, Zeenare thought.

He looked up at her, and a red color flashed within her eyes.

What was that? His brow furrowed but quickly relaxed.

Zeenare picked her up off the bed and carried her to the large table edge. He reached for the last drawer to the right.

"Do you still remember our deal?" he asked, pulling out an object.

Rhea gave him a blank look while her words caught in her lips. "D-deal?"

"That you would do anything I tell you to do." Zeenare finished.

She nodded.

"Do you want me to f*ck you mad, Pumpkin?" His voice came across soft and greedily.

She swallowed and nodded.

"Then spread your legs for me, Pumpkin."

At the sound of his command Rhea’s mind skipped, then turned blank, the room grew colder, needy sensation crawling their ways up her spin.

Rhea’s eyes locked onto him, eating away every inch of him as she obeyed.

Zeenare gaze remained on her, studying every bit of her expression and movement.

This is not Rhea. This is the craving of the Alpha Queen. And if I don’t go about this well, things might escalate— into a blood bath.

"No matter what happens, don’t close that honeypot, and sit still and don’t touch me... If you do, I’ll stop." He picked a blindfold from the drawer and tied it over her eyes.

"These are the rules: If you want me to stop, say your name. If you want me to go hard and strong, call my name, and if you want me to slow down, call me Zee. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes," she muttered in a whisper, her legs trembling slightly.

"Good."

A gentle moan slipped from her lips as his voice vibrated, resonating through her.

Zeenare sprawled her legs across the table, his hands bracing her on each side, as his face moved closer to her meat.

"Um!" she choked on a moan at the soft claim of Zeenare’s tongue on her clit.

His fingers found her flesh as he spread it, revealing more hardness of her clit, as his slippery tongue swirled, circling her hardness.

Rhea jerked as wave upon wave of pleasure coursed through her veins.

With his lips still on her, he reached for a sinful device in the drawer.

"Oh! F*ck you, Zeenare!" She cursed, as he claimed her clit alone, adding pressure to it.

As she got closer to her orgasm, Zeenare placed the device solely on her hardened pin, gradually increasing the intensity of the device.

"Fu-ck!" The word echoed in her jaw, her body convulsing as she lay flat on the table. Her hand itched to yank it off, but she couldn’t bring herself to, she wanted more.

And Zeenare intended to give her that, her pressed two more numbers and her brain snapped

"Please stop. Please make it stop," she begged.

But he didn’t. He watched hungryly as his pulse throbbed with needs, while she trembled.

Her juice dripping on the table, her eyes rolled behind her head, when suddenly her pot clenched tightly to the invasion of his two fingers.

"Zeenare, please." Her begging continued.

Zeenare stepped forward, held her up, and took her lips, his hand playing with her nipples.

"Zeenare!" Her voice cut through the room.

With his lips never breaking from hers, he slipped two fingers into her.

His pace matching the device on her clit.

Rhea let out a loud cry, slumping on the table, her breathing uneven, her legs vigorously trembling begging to clamp shut.

"Rhea," she finally said, in a weak voice.

Zeenare then stepped back, slipped out his drenched fingers.

Her eyes fluttered as she drifted into the claws of sleep.

Zeenare tucked the sweat-filled loose strand of her hair out of her face before placing a kiss on her forehead.

I hope this could quench your hunger for now. His gaze lingered on her drazzy face before he scooped her up and placed her on the bed.

This will take a long while before it leaves her body. School will be resuming soon, and I need it gone before then. Zeenare walked to the bathroom as his waist throbbed, his member starving for Rhea.

Meanwhile as Rhea fell into the clushes of sleep she was dragged somewhere else — Fairy Clouds

"I see you are starting to remember," Sisi spoke, standing behind Rhea’s ears.

"Sisi!" Rhea immediately scurried away from her. "You scared me," she looked around at her surroundings.

"Why am I back here?" Rhea continued.

I was having the best sex of my life and you had to bring me here when I was at the best point.

With her legs crossed in mid-air while seated, Sisi began. "You have to know that things are going to start changing around you. And you have to either resist it or accept it."

"That piece of information will not be enough, Sisi. What will happen if I resist it? What will happen if I don’t resist it?" Rhea questioned, her arms crossed over her chest.

Since I actually started having visions, according to what she said about ’I have to remember,’ there might be something coming my way, but what is it?

Then Sisi replied, "It will reveal itself."

"What kind of vague answer is that? We are not stating quiz rules here." She gave Sisi a pointed look. "Say something that can actually help me, if that is your intent."

"I can’t say more than this." Her voice was low.

"Then how do I know what to resist or accept?" Rhea’s hands flew wide open, her face contoured in disbelief.

Sisi watched Rhea for a while, then placed her hand on her chin, giving a thoughtful hum.

"It will be peculiar to you."

Ah, for god’s sake! That’s the worst answer you can ever give.

"I have a question for you, Sisi."

"As long as it’s not a direct answer to your current situation."

Rhea’s eyes narrowed, her whole lips tugging to the corner of her face.

What are you, a bot? An AI?

"You are aware of my curse, right?"

Rhea waited for her to speak, but Sisi said nothing, only stared blankly at her.

I’ll just take that as a yes.

"How do I break it?"

"It cannot be broken until the time is right."

"What? What is the right time?"

I have to break it. Even if Zee said we have to be in love and have sex... which turns out to be insanely good.

But what is the guarantee? We live in a real world. What if the queen or whatever she is, lied to him? Because I just realised that liking him is easy. So loving him will be even easier.

Then Sisi added, "When all has been achieved, the curse will be broken."

"Hey!" Then a sudden darkness drank her voice away as she was thrown back to reality. "I’m not done talking!" She said stretching towards Sisi.