CHAPTER 40: BLOOM

The way he called her name was like he was begging, like he was straining everything he had within him. The carnal look in his eyes swirling with tameable pleasure, oozing with plea and wanting more from her.

She didn’t know licking could evoke such deep reactions from him, and there she was thinking she had seen everything the first time she had touched him here.

There was a thrill in knowing how much she could do, how far she could have him trembling and gripping the wall, and how many times he could call out her name in such a manner that made her also tingle in places she would rather not say.

As she took him into her mouth again, her eyes looked up at his face to see every reaction. She managed to swallow him halfway down his length, her tongue wriggling around to lick his hard skin.

He was breathing heavily, his body crying and shivering with her touch.

Aaliyah popped him out, taking a long suck of his cap as she did so.

"F**k...," He cursed with a dangerous tone and grabbed her head. In one thrust, he sent everything down her throat and she gagged, saliva streaming from the side of her lips. She gripped his waist to hold herself to avoid biting him as he went feral on her.

He was losing control, fast. And she could not keep up with it.

Quickly, she gripped his shaft to slow his movements and began moving at her own pace. She tried to be as fast as she could go, licking and teasing him along the way. She took him like a lollipop and popped him out with a loud pop. She made him her favorite slurpy and took everything she could get.

Alastair’s eyes rolled over and over again, and his back began sliding down the wall. He had gripped her hair again, stroking her scalp. The torrent of moans and gasps, added with the tremors that was shaking his core encouraged her to move even faster.

He stretched her entire mouth with his girth, growing and growing. The twitch and throbs and pre-liquid that touched her lips had her being more lively, hellbent on making him see stars.

Soon enough, he gripped her head and shot out his seeds down her throat, groaning with a light scream of her name. Nothing was more eye-rolling than when she kept licking him, even after he was done.

The sensitivity of his member was now at its peak, and her continuity had him shaking like a wet cat, ready to pull out all his hair.

Once every single drop had been swallowed and enjoyed, Aaliyah popped it out of her mouth. Unlike last time where his member had grown a bit less hard after this peak, this time it was still solid hard making her wonder why.

She looked up and saw one of his hands pulling his hair with a vigorous breath falling from his mouth. He looked so shaken up and confused, but the look in his eyes said otherwise. The moment he looked down and they locked eyes, she had to squeeze her legs shut from the rush of juices that had just spiked out of her. Is this for real?

Can a man look so dangerously handsome and hungry at the same time?

He was immediately on his knees, catching her off guard as he wreaked havoc all over her. The skin below her face faced judgment of what she had just done to him, and he had her thrashing and moaning on the floor.

The halfvest she had been putting on was torn out of the way, and his mouth pounced on her breasts, after the love bites he had left behind. Aaliyah was lost before she knew it, as his tongue skillfully sucked and switched between each breast. She felt shy that he was actually seeing her half naked, but pushing him away and hiding herself was impossible now.

The way he pulled and dragged his tongue and teeth across every curve of her skin was mind-blowing. Keeping her legs closed tightly had become a hassle, and all she wanted was for them to fall wide open. Her womanly parts were tingling out of control, and she felt like she would melt if nothing was done about it soon.

But the second his fingers traveled up her leg, the whole experience was replaced by the memories and she cried in disgust this time. She wanted his body off of her, so she could find somewhere to find.

She wanted to crawl under a rock and stay there forever with her misery.

But, he kept her from leaving and gripped her leg instead, breathing hard against her ears he would very much want to lick too.

"Little Siren?" He whispered.

Her eyes were squeezed shut, and she was humming. All she could do was Humm, hoping it would distract her enough till Ramus was done with her.

"Aaliyah," Alastair tried again, pressing a kiss to her ear.

He realized she was far gone and was currently being consumed by it. He recalled how she had spent hours the last time washing her face, and repeating it to herself that she was safe.

The water was still falling on them, and he stroked her hair gently.

"You’re fine, I won’t...hurt you," His expression fell to hear himself say that, and he decided never to repeat it again. He shouldn’t give her hope, because definitely, he was gonna hurt her. There’s no going back, and no choice was given to either one of them.

So instead, he kissed her forehead and took her into his arms. The familiarity of his arms had her immediately wrapping her arms around his neck, feeling like Alastair had saved her from Ramus. The humm had stopped, but her pants remained.

He tried laying her on the bed but she wouldn’t let go. She would tremble every now and then, so instead, he leaned back on the pillow still carrying her...then covered them up with the sheets just like he knew she liked it.

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Aaliyah woke up alone in bed. Alastair was not in the room so she jumped down to find him only to find herself half naked. The parts of her he had touched still tingled and ached, making her smile stupidly. She recalled his hands on her thigh but she couldn’t remember what happened after then.

Did she... zone out again?

Oh no.

After wearing her clothes, she dashed around the house to look for him. He wasn’t anywhere nearby, including his room because she had knocked several times but he didn’t answer.

Downstairs, the living room was empty.

She stepped outside and looked around. There, she saw him outside the gates of the mansion. He was standing not too far from the bushes, his eyes staring at something so intensely.

She ran up to him with a smile, "Hello, Alastair,"

"Siren," He replied, not taking his eyes off the ground.

Her eyes followed his line of sight, falling on the ground also. Right there, in the middle of the barren ground covered with dry hard soil...was a flower that had bloomed.

Two flowers, in fact. Standing proudly close to each other.

"What are their names?" She looked up at him.

"Flowers," he replied.

She rolled her eyes, "I know that. I just...," The look in his eyes wasn’t so welcoming, making her stop. How she would have loved to pluck them out, instead, she touched the soft petals and smiled at herself. She couldn’t wait to see how much this flower would thrive in such an... empty land.

A sense of Deja Vu hit her, like something like this had happened before.

"Five minutes," He stated, then turned around and walked away. Five minutes to admire the flower and come back in? Well, isn’t he so generous?

As soon as he disappeared into the house, Aaliyah heard rushed footsteps coming from her right like something was sprinting toward her. She glanced to see a familiar bright face with full cheeks, forming from her beautiful smile.

"Yuan!!" Aaliyah screamed in happiness.

"Liyaaaaa!"

They embraced each other in a tight hug, "Oh my God, it’s so good to see you again!" Yuan cried against her back.

Aaliyah pulled back to see the woman crying actual tears, "You won’t believe what happened to me!" She exclaimed back, and they hugged again.

Aaliyah did not want to say much scared Yuan might not believe anything she said about the hollow and the experience she had inside of it.

"You need to tell me every...," Yuan was saying when her eyes fell on the flower, "Are you seeing what I’m seeing?" She was so easily distracted.

"Yeah, the flowers right? Who would have thought something like this would grow in such an environment? It’s the only living plant here," Aaliyah replied, also stunned as she stared at them once again, "This one is Red, and this one is Lavender. Am I right?"

"Yeah," Yuan nodded, "The Red one is called a Rose flower. The Rose flower symbolizes true love. The Lavender is called the Gladiolus flower, which represents strength, Remembrance, and New beginnings,"

"True love...," Aaliyah said to herself, recalling the second riddle the voice of the hollow had given her, "Hey, How would you define love?" She turned to Yuan.

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