CHAPTER 48: TASTING HER

Aaliyah has never heard birds chirping outside in the morning, but that morning was so different than any other. The lively animal noises she heard coming from the window had a small smile stretching her lips as her long lashes fluttered upon the sunlight streaming in through the window.

The weight on her body had her looking down at the man who had his eyes closed with his head lying on her chest. It was the first time she was waking up and he was still by her side, and it felt pleasant and heartwarming to still see him here.

Now that she thought about it, it was also the first time she was watching him sleep.

He looked so peaceful with his eyes closed, although his face was still a bit stressed. Gently, she tucked a bit of his hair away to get a better look at his stunning features. And as usual, he stole her breath away.

Both of them were naked, taking her mind back to what happened last night. Immediately, her cheeks turned red and warm and she giggled to herself, feeling shy. While a hand gently stroked his scalp, the other hand covered her face as she felt shy.

She couldn’t remember what happened after that nerve-wracking pleasure hit her, which meant she had fallen asleep after.

His head was lying on a breast, directly over her heart like he always sets himself. Maybe that was why he loved to lie on her chest. So that he could listen to her heartbeat. The thought almost had her squealing like a little girl, it melted her heart so much.

Aaliyah had forgotten why she was so mad at him yesterday, but it still didn’t leave her mind that he was heartless. If she was going to be his heart, then they had a lot of work to do. While he was teaching her basic things, she would teach him how to live and enjoy every passing day.

An hour passed before he stirred, and opened his eyes. The first thought that came to Alastair’s head was how he had Fallen asleep. He didn’t know he still had that in him.

He could hear Aaliyah’s heart beating extremely fast in her chest and looked up at her face to find her eyes closed. His eyes narrowed suspiciously, and his gaze moved to her lips. The carnal urge to ravage them again hit him again, and he swallowed.

Aaliyah’s eyes flew open and she gripped his hair. She felt herself flooding down there again as a low moan fell from her lips as the man sucked on her nipple. The second she opened her eyes, they met his, "I thought you were asleep," He teased, pulling the numb of flesh with a soft bite.

Aaliyah’s face was flushed again, "I...ah... Alastair...!"

And that was it. He flung her legs open and a finger went into her without warning. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as it pumped in and out at a fast pace, driving her wild. She was so tight he wanted to slide another finger in but he wasn’t sure if there was still space for that.

"Little Siren," he continued to suckle and touch.

"Please... please...!" She cried out loud.

"You fell asleep early last night. I wanted to go ten more times...," He whispered against her pink skin that had turned red from the sweet abuse.

"Oh God...," She exclaimed again, her lips leaving the bed as he managed to Insert a second finger.

"You smell insanely good...Fuck,"

A trail of kisses down her cleavage and stomach left her panting and begging for mercy, unaware of what was coming next till his lips brushed against her womanly parts. Caught by surprise and embarrassed that his lips could go down there, her lips involuntarily tried to close but his hand was already there preventing her from covering up completely.

"What are you doing?" She demanded just as he looked up at her. She was trembling as she spoke.

"Spread your legs and find out," He purred, hot breath washing over her sensitive flesh.

"Please... Don’t do that," She shook her head in embarrassment.

"Why?"

"It’s not..., Oh God, just don’t do it,"

"But you’re dripping so much it’s like your p***y is begging me to. How can I say no to that beautiful thing?"

He caught both thighs and spread them wide, his eyes feasting first on the dazzling sight that was her flower. It was so pretty with thick white liquid oozing out every second, and looking up at her her whole face looked like it was about to explode.

Her chest was moving so fast, and it looked like she was sweating a bit.

Her eyes pleaded with him to give her a break and stop staring at her like he’d never seen anything like it before. The way his eyes appreciated what he saw made her feel Happy and crazy at the same time.

In a flash, he had dived in and taken a long lick starting from the very bottom to the top, her juices now hanging on his lips as he pulled back to let the taste sink in.

Damn. It was even better than he had imagined. And his imagination has always been wild. This was just out of his mind.

Aaliyah was now gasping for air and her head had fallen back to the pillow the second his tongue touched her. Something so powerful had reverberated through her body, making her quake and grab handfuls of the bed. She could not believe he had done that!

"You’re unbelievable," He said to her, staring through his lashes. His attention was half on her face and half on the treat within a breath’s reach that he couldn’t help but take another deep breath of, "It’s very dangerous to taste this good. You could make someone like me addicted. And I don’t think you can handle me eating you every day as breakfast, lunch, and dinner, hm?"

Aaliyah has never heard anything dirtier than that.

"I...I...,"

"I can’t wait for you to finish. It’s beckoning on me...,"

And he savagely ate her up with no mercy attached. Aaliyah thought it could not get more than what she had felt earlier, but he was blowing her mind right now. The sweet torture was out of this world, and his tongue needed to be banned because of what they could do.

She throbbed so badly and screamed his name with her fingers pulling on his scalp.

Alastair paid attention to every petal of her flower, breathing her in and running his fingers and tongue around it. Fucking her with his tongue was the most sexist thing out of all because of the way she would squeeze his tongue back and squirt liquid all over it.

In another second, he had pulled away and climbed up to meet her lips. She tasted herself on his warm tongue and murmured his name softly, coming down from her heightened state when he suddenly drove himself inside of her with one thrust.

She was sore. But she pulled him closer and screamed his name once again. Her name constantly coming out of her mouth, along with her breathy moans and gasps were the best melody his ears had ever listened to and it only made him want to drive her even more wild so she could play him a more intense melody than the last.

Pumping in and out of her as they kissed was thrilling. Her legs hanging in the air while they drove each other to the peak was breathtaking, and when their eyes found each other, sparks flew.

After another soul-shattering Climax, they laid side by side staring into each other’s eyes.

"Thank you, Alastair," She smiled and kissed his forehead. That forehead kiss of hers always had a weird effect on him, but he held back.

"Why are you thanking me?"

"For helping me set myself free," She whispered.

"You did it all by yourself,"

She smiled at him again, "Can I ask you for a big favor?"

"Tell me,"

"Can we..., Can we go out for a drive around town? I know it’s a lot to ask but even if it’s just for an hour or two. I want to show you a few things,"

"Show me?"

"Yes. And I believe it’ll help a lot. You’ll get to understand more about the heart and interpret a bunch of things faster,"

He didn’t really get what she was trying to say, and he wanted to, "I cannot promise that I’ll agree to this favor. But I’ll get back to you on it in a short while,"

That was enough for her, "Thank you." Then she added, "Were you born... without a heart?" That question has been on her mind for a while now.

"Let’s leave that discussion for another...day,"

It was Killing her to know, but she would hold back for now. She didn’t want to pry and push when the topic could be sensitive to him. But the main question still remains: how can a person without a heart still live and breathe?

"Now...we have nine more rounds to go," He sounded out with a husky tone.

Aaliyah threw the covers away and sprinted for the bathroom to save herself.

Behind her, his lips slightly...curved in humor, "You’re not getting away from me!"