Chapter 11

Adlan

Somehow, I was bound by the anger in my heart—one my whole life seems to be built on. That anger that seems to be my only personality now.

I could always feel the intensity swelling in my throat, tightening in my chest and hardening my fist. I could be a literal god at that moment if I wanted. I could be Hades, I could be Zeus and I could even be Thor. It just drives me crazy and almost lose my mind.

I could feel my body intensify at every passing second and I could do more harm than good at that moment.

But, I wanna be better for her. I wanna manage my anger and be gentle with her. I wanna try my best.

Right now, I could feel the build-up of desires rising within me. Staring down at her made my desire grow intensely. I wanted her so badly but I still managed to make sure she wanted me equally and her words just drove me to a world of outright ecstasy.

I kissed the side of her neck, nibbling on her skin and she let out a satisfying soft moan that pushed me further.

I strolled my hand to her inner thigh and raised her left leg while my lips were now on her lips.

"Ad...Adlan," her breath quivered and her body shuddered as I raised her dress and walked my fingers through her panties to her vulva.

Her eyes were firmly shut as if taking in every bit of it, trying not to miss any part. I was enjoying that reaction until when she jumped suddenly against my touch.

"Wait!" she uttered and I was filled with confusion at the expression on her face.

I lifted my body from hers and knelt on the bed.

She let out a sharp breath and shut her eyes, ruffling her hair. Her face was red and her lips looked chapped, like a weathering rock.

"What's wrong?" I asked, feeling more concerned than angry.

I mean, why would I be angry? She was in the right position to choose if she wanted this or not. But on several occasions, I had gotten mad at a lady for not consenting to this. I was an absolute jerk.

She sat up on the bed, unable to meet my gaze. She still looked beautiful even with her smeared makeup. She looked perfect even with her scattered hair. She managed to appear gorgeous even though her cheeks were red and puffed like a tomato.

"I..." she started but let out a deep breath, still not meeting my gaze. "I...I"

I moved closer to her and placed my hand on hers for comfort.

"It's okay if you don't..."

"This is my first time. I have never done this before." she hurried the words out with her eyes firmly shut.

I blinked uncontrollably, in utmost shock.

"You're a virgin?!"

"Is that bad?"

"It's..." I breathed out. I had mixed emotions rushing through me. I had never met a virgin, and it almost sounded superstitious that one existed.

I looked away from her and got up from the bed. It would have broken me to know I was her first. I would have hated myself.

I rested my hands on my waist, my back turned at her. I had lots of thoughts roaming through my head that it was driving me nuts. My boner had immediately gone down and now my body felt heavy.

I shut my eyes and ruffled my hair, letting out a rasped breath.

"Is that bad? Are you mad at me?"

I turned frantically, facing her. "You would have given yourself to me knowing you're a virgin?"

"Yes!" she answered without hesitation and that was driving me nuts.

"Why?"

"Why not?"

"Because I do not fucking deserve that!" I half-yelled. Feeling mad, frustrated and sad all at the same time.

"Why not?" she took a step closer and I stopped her.

"Don't come any closer."

"What? Why are you so livid?"

"Don't you get it? How can you come to me as a virgin? How can you entrust to me something as precious as that? How can you trust me with a brand new body?!"

"Why not?!"

"Oh, please. Stop asking why not?"

"But I don't know. Give me a reason why you are not worthy."

"This just proves my point. You're so naive,"

"So tell me!" her voice was getting louder.

"Because I am a fucking jerk! An absolute lunatic. I do not deserve you. Hell! I do not deserve a thing as precious as that!"

"Why would you say that?"

"Am I fucking speaking French?"

"You're speaking gibberish!" she yelled at the top of her voice and that caught me by surprise. "You are making absolutely no sense."

"You don't know a thing, Laura. You know nothing!" my voice was soft but intense. My emotions were gradually getting a hold of me. I was slowly losing control of it and she was the only one capable of having such effect.

She moved closer to me and this time, I didn't move away.

"If you're a jerk, then be a jerk for me and only me. If you are a lunatic, then display such lunacy for only me. If you feel unworthy then take my body to replace that feeling. Make me only yours, mark me, own me, hold me, engulf me in your arms. Make me want just you. Make me yearn for only you. Make me know about only you. Create soul ties with me and let's not break it. Be my first even with this and many more. Don't ever downgrade yourself before me again. Make me surrender to just you, Adlan. Soak me in your sweat, deepen in me and make me savour in your relish..."

Her words sounded new to me. She wasn't the type to be so poetic about sex. She doesn't seem like the type to make the first move but as her hands moved down to my cock, she arouse a dying part of me and killed the angry side of me at that moment.

Her words sounded like a calm to my tidal wave and silence to my raging storm.

"Arghh, Laura!" I breathed out of the immense pleasure she was leading me to. With my eyes shut and her hands caressing my cock, I placed my hand on her tiny hand as it made the movement.

She leaned forward to me and whispered in my ear.

"I want you. This is a desire I have never felt before and I want you to be my first!"