SILVER-HEART
Chapter 133: Entirely Consumed

Chapter 133: Entirely Consumed

I could still feel his lips on mine, the gentle press against mine before I could even act, it was like he sealed more than a kiss on my lips and I could strangely feel it... the weird sensation coursing through my blood. Even as I traced them with my fingers, I couldn’t help the shudders that brewed within me, my eyes staring back at me, watching myself through the mirror as I reminisced a dream.

But it didn’t feel like a dream, it felt far too real because I still vividly recalled walking out of my chambers, feeling the cold from the night air, his gentle voice to my ears, his touch as he rubbed against my birthmark as he told me it belonged to him.

At that thought I turned, pulling down the top of my gown to expose my upper shoulder where my mark lay. I gulped, setting my eyes on it.

The doors instantly spread open and I stilled, darting my eyes to the mirror and through it, I saw William. I forgot to breathe even for a second, I forgot to move too as I locked gaze with him, and it just seemed like we pinned each other down with our heated gaze.

He’s just as handsome as the last time I saw him. Wearing a white shirt and pants, even as simple as he looked and probably exhausted from the library work there was not a single hair out of place.

He’s simply perfect.

I rested my palms on the table holding his gaze on the mirror as he sauntered to me in slow and gentle steps but each sound of his shoes against the floor gave a number of beats in my heart. I almost held my breath when he stopped right behind me, and the amount of heat that slipped through me was enough to be called outlandish. It was very overwhelming and my breathing picked up.

But it ceased for a moment when his hand wrapped around my throat in a delicate yet dominating manner. His eyes burned into mine in an unspoken heat.

"Were you a good girl these past few days, Sweetness?" he says directly to my ear and holding my gaze, I didn’t once look away, I couldn’t look away not with a look like that, a look I mirrored. The passion, heat, and longing, were both exploding in our eyes and everything I wanted to think about was him. Nothing else, my encounter with Aldon was long forgotten and all I wanted was to imprint this moment into my body and soul.

The feeling of his warm body marching mine

His passionate gaze fed me with the hunger and desire swirling within his crystal-green eyes.

"Maybe," I said in a whisper.

An irresistible smile found his lips and his grip tightened making me still in place. "I watch you the entire time, my sweet," He began in a raspy tone. "You definitely were a good girl for me" he trailed kisses on my neck and shifted more to give him more asses, each kiss from him felt like a flame ready to kindle and burst.

I didn’t even realize I was moaning until he stopped.

"Will" I gasped and his other hand held my waist, his lips close to my neck, but this time he didn’t kiss me but kept his eyes on the mirror and watched me intensely.

"Did you miss me?"

If only you knew how much.

"Did you think of me?"

I thought I was going crazy with thoughts of you.

He leaned closer to my ear and mouth. "Did you touch yourself?"

I stilled, my lips parted. He said he has watched me, which means he knows, he knows about the shameless thing I did, but funny because I didn’t even feel the slightest bit of shame. Because of the loving look he gave me, a look of adoration as he watched me like I was the only flame that sparkled into his daylight.

"After you left me aching" I began in a soft touch, wanting him to know how desperate and flushed he left me.

His eyes dilated, the color was draining until I was staring back at black eyes.

"And?"

"I-I wanted to ease it"

He pressed me more against his front and I felt all of him. He was in a torturest state just like I was.

"And did it?"

Only for a second and then it became worse.

"Only you can ease it" I admit and I noticed his breathing hitch, my single words affected him so... I was pleased.

"I thought of you when I touched myself" I mumbled, even though keeping a low tone I knew he heard every word coming out from me. "I thought of only you"

He growled, sinking his fangs into my neck without any warning and I moaned out, getting lost in the utopia feeling that washed over me. I dug my hands in his hair, almost pulling it out of its roots but he didn’t budge, his face was completely buried in my neck and all I just did was witter along with the heavy pleasure that overtook my body.

It was unlike anything I have ever felt... It was so powerful and passionate. Even as his tongue came out and rolled against my skin, his mouth sucking deeply on my flesh and he pulled away. I recognize two puny red twin holes. I almost dropped to my knees at the mere glimpse.

"My mark looks good on you" he mused, licking his lips slightly stained with the remains of my blood, and I couldn’t contain the raw feeling that brewed within me.

It was a sin to look this perfect, with that smile that can drop me, a smile I never thought I would get used to, a rare thing that happens, and every time it does I forget to breathe and everything else just goes away.

"Now I have my words to keep," he says, pulling my hips more behind until my upper body leaned against the table.

"And what word do I have to keep?" he asked just as he worked releasing his thickness and I felt his tip nudging my entrance, my gown already raised and in his view. From this angle, I tell he was palming himself.

I blushed harder. He held my gaze not making any move and I knew he wouldn’t, not until I said the words he wanted me to.

"Y-You said if I was a good girl" I began finding it hard to breathe for it was almost like he was sucking the air with the very pressure of his eyes, they were mostly focused on my lip’s movement.

"You will ’Fuck’ me"

He groaned. "Tell me my sweet, how did you feel when you touch yourself knowing I didn’t ease your ache"

"I..." I couldn’t find my words because what was happening before my eyes was the hottest thing I have ever seen, I might be wrong or my eyes were playing tricks on me.

William was stroking himself, I could tell with the movement of his hand.

"I-It felt like they were your hands"

He groaned. "And how did that make you feel?"

"It felt wonderful because all I could think of was you and how you would do it"

"Hells!" he cursed, throwing his head backward, and my core has never been more drenched. His gaze pinned me once again.

"When you say it like that, Wife, I get proud" he grabbed my waist and I gasped because of the iron grip. "Proud that you think of no one but me" his tip nudged my entrance and I bit my bottom lip when he pressed into me and a whimper left me, dear gods, the feeling, the fullness, I couldn’t stop it as my eyes rolled at the back of my head.

I was overwhelmed.

"Entirely consumed by me"

I yelped when he thrust.

"Look at me, sweetness"

I opened my eyes and met him through the mirror, shaking along with the table from his deep thrusts.

"Look at us," he groaned. "Completely consumed with one another"

"Yes" I moaned as his pace picked up and I was heaving like a gush of breath with every thrust he blessed to my body, rippling me into the realms of pristine pleasure, filling me until I couldn’t breathe.

"Mine and made for me,"

"Yes!"

Two hands now gripped my waist holding me firm as he pounded into me with his ravaging hunger. The table and mirror are shaking uncontrollably until it is the only sound echoing in the room along with our moans and whimper and the sound of skins slapping.

"Each and every fucking day, I want you in my arms, bed, close to me and nowhere else, for eternity"

Oh god!

"An eternity with me Ava"

I didn’t know when tears slid down my cheeks as I looked at the man that just declared something that caused my heart to burst.

His thrust reduced but didn’t stop. "With a little girl with your eyes running around the library"

And that was all it took for a climax to reach me.

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