CHAPTER 46: IN HIS ARMS

As those strikingly gorgeous eyes stared into hers, she felt whole. Tonight, there was an insatiable carnal desire lurking in the depth of those pearl-looking eyes that held no life.

Aaliyah felt enveloped by whatever charm had had on him, burning from the heat of his closeness, inching closer and his face lowered and their lips touched.

Breaths were stolen, and gasps were made. The raw and small brushes on his fingertips around the skin of her neck and the pressure his lips applied on hers as usual. Aaliyah felt courageous, and touched his hair subtly, trying to deepen the kiss.

Who knows? Maybe Confessing to her that she was his heart had melted away all the armor she had been putting on since last night.

A finger rode in between her breasts, and she shivered against the ignition of his touch, burning through her clothes and into her skin.

Aaliyah did not realize how much she had craved something like this, but the moment his lips captured her lower lip and moved, she felt like she had come alive for the second time. It moved with desire and longing, taking her lips and kissing everything he could have.

His lips danced around hers, perfectly intertwining and detangling till she picked on with his movements, and adjusted and reciprocated his kisses. A beautiful sensational, and unexplainable feeling coursed through him several times, and Alastair knew it was his cue to push her away and leave, but he felt like his body wasn’t his anymore.

His head was screaming at him to leave... but something else...was begging him earnestly to stay.

Stay and kiss her.

It was so Powerful. More powerful than anything. How could he possibly refuse this temptation and mysterious offer?

They both ravaged each other’s lips, greedy with hunger that had been overflowing for so long now.

When he pried her lips open and stuck a tongue inside her mouth, his body hummed with so much excitement as he tasted her to the extreme. His tongue dragged and licked against the walls of her mouth, and she moaned in response as their tongue did magic and wonders to each other.

There was no limit to what they wanted...where their desires would take them tonight.

The kiss was only the start.

Alastair badly wanted to go down to other parts of her, but her lips were too addicting. He was having trouble pulling away because he could not get enough. The more he kissed her, the more it dawned on him that it wasn’t enough.

That was it. He had surrendered.

This time, there would be no going back, and she should know that by now.

A hand fell on her thigh, and feeling his palm on her naked skin had her groaning as her legs wriggled, but he only gripped tighter.

Finally, he tore his lips away from her trembling ones and inched a bit away to look at her stressed eyes that were closed. She was sucking in deep breaths.

Unable to help himself, he gave her a quick kiss and leaned down to talk to her, "Little Siren, do you recognize my voice?" He said, "It’s Alastair, so open your eyes and look at me. Don’t go back dear, my Siren. Don’t think about that dark place. Think about your husband, think about the man you gaze at the stars with, think about the man that lays on you every night. Think about the man that teaches you every afternoon. Think about Alastair Hawthorne...think about the weak man that’s by your side," His whispers were extremely soft and calming.

He kissed her neck. She was becoming calm. The shivers were lessening, and her breath was becoming more controlled and normal.

"You’re in good hands. I just want you to relax and let me show you that it can be so much more different. Let me engulf you with my kisses and give you something to look forward to. Let me in, Aaliyah...,"

Her eyes slowly opened, and she saw his eyes. Eyes she could never resist, eyes...HE could never resist himself, "Alastair?" She breathed softly.

"Welcome back," He kissed her nose and gave her one more minute to relax more and get used to his hand on her thigh.

"Alastair?" She called again.

"Yes, My Siren?" He purred.

"Did I... break again?"

"You did," He nodded, "But your strength was enough to fix you. Thank you for not letting the bad win,"

And smiled. A smile that came with tears. A smile of freedom. A smile of happiness. A kind of joy she’d never felt before. She felt like she had finally cut off the leash holding her back, and it was all thanks...to her strength.

Yuan was right. Alastair was right.

She was beautiful and strong. She was capable of so much.

Underestimating herself has never felt good. But this...

This might just be how it feels to be truly living. How could she have been missing out on this for so long?

Her Demons had been holding her back. But...not anymore.

"I’m Free," A tear slid down her eyes and disappeared into her hair.

"Let’s test your freedom," Aaliyah saw him wink, and her mouth fell open. That alone had caused her heart to skip multiple beats.

Her heart began to beat again, extremely fast when his hands found their way up her thighs.

She grabbed his shoulders, fighting off her demons again but then he kissed her lips and whispered, "It’s me, Alastair. Remember?"

She nodded on hearing his words and held on. She had the strong will not just to win, but to conquer her demons completely.

A finger caressing her flower had her eyes bulging out, and she shuddered against his touch. Alastair’s finger was also shaking, shocked at just how beautiful his finger felt on her, and how much she was dripping with wetness. It was rolling down her thighs and must have stained the bed by now.

Still, as much as he was dying to free himself from his pants and thrust into that slippery wall, he had to keep an eye on her. He had to make sure she was alright and she was coping just fine.

Soft gasps kept leaving her mouth, and her back ached from the bed. Aaliyah’s head was trying to comprehend this feeling that was becoming too much as seconds ticked by. It was so much more different than before.

It was new and intruding... but kind of ok. It was mind-blowing and was making her eyes roll to the back of her head, and her grip on his shoulders tightened till her fingers were digging into his back.

Adding pressure, her name fell off his lips in an anxious but desirable way. He could not take his eyes off her, and his bulge was about to rip through his jeans and find its way into her.

Pinching the nub of her flower had her falling back to the bed and climbing up again. Aaliyah’s body was Infiltrated with a form of torture that was too sweet for her.

It blew her mind away and brought it back. It made her crave more and it made her want to run. It had her gasping his name with a moan she never knew she had in her.

"Alastair...stop...No...!"

Juices spluttered out of her, dripping from his tips and he kept on tweaking her and pulling her strings. She was a beautiful piece of heaven he had failed to see, and moments cannot be more perfect than this.

Alastair was becoming too impatient and greedy to wait. He wanted to be deep inside of her and keep himself there forever. He had a feeling of his tight she would be, and how slippery she would feel.

He wanted his member to be the first to get that feeling instead of a finger, and his patience had finally run out.

"Aaliyah," He raspily called her name.

"Hm?" She felt as he parted her legs widely. In another second, his pants were gone and she could feel something big, strong, and hard pressing against her entrance.

Realization of what was about to happen hit her. Everywhere down there was throbbing and this was making it even harder to get her bearings right.

"Relax, okay?" He kissed her lips softly, and she nodded tightly.

"You’re not relaxed. I do not want to hurt you while doing this. You need to relax for me. It’s just me and you, and I got you. If you do not like it...I promise I’ll stop,"

Did he just say that?

She nodded again.

"You’re wet enough. It won’t hurt much...Welcome me and relax,"

Aaliyah did not know how to ask him this. It’s been on her mind for a long time now ever since he read those erotic novels to her. And knowing him down there too added to her nervousness, and she was not ready to go to heaven just yet.

"What’s wrong?" He whispered huskily.

She swallowed tightly, "I...I... don’t...,"

"Take your time. I’m not going anywhere,"

"You...," She bit her lip, "You won’t fit inside. I’m small and you’re more than large,"

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