Chapter 6: I Swear

~ Anna/Victoria ~

It was disappointing. I thought Constantine remembered me already. Maybe it was my fault to put hope too high. Then I let out a sigh. 

Constantine kissed my shoulder, then my neck. “You sighed. Why?”

“Nothing. I’m just tired.”

As if he didn’t hear what I said, his hand roamed to my chest, then caressed the top as he kissed my shoulder and neck. He might not remember me yet, but he knew perfectly well how to turn me on. 

He whispered in my ear later. “If you forget who you are, let me remind you.” He turned my body, so I faced him now. “You are a she-wolf, my dear. You can endure the mating time many times without being tired as a she-wolf, even a weak Omega. So, what’s wrong?”

I didn’t want to meet his eyes, as I was afraid he could see the hurt in mine. But he was determined not to let me ignore him. He raised my chin so I couldn’t avoid his stare. 

“Victoria? Please tell me, my beautiful woman.”

Hearing his sweet words, finally, I couldn’t stand it anymore. “I wish you remembered me.” Then I couldn’t hold it any longer. The tears dampened my cheeks instantly. “I’m sorry.” I tried to wipe my tears. But the tears kept flowing instead of drying as if the river’s dam broke down.

Constantine embraced me and kissed my tears. “Shh, don’t cry, my dear.” He patted my back and kissed my forehead and cheeks repeatedly until, finally, my tears were dry. “I’m sorry I don’t remember you. I wish I did.” He let out a sigh. “You are so pretty. I can’t believe that I can forget you.”

I snuggled my head into his chest. “It was I who loved you in the past life. Maybe it’s why I can’t forget you. Though ….” I hesitated to continue my words. 

“Though?”

“Nothing.”

“Victoria, look at me.” 

I stared at him but bit my lower lip. “What do you want?” I didn’t want to say things that ignited his pity.

“Though I don’t remember all my past, sometimes I see you in my flashing and random memory. It usually gives me a severe headache when I try to dig deeper into my memory.”

I shook my head. “Then don’t.” I gazed at his sharp black eyes and pointy nose. Then, as if my hand suddenly had a mind of its own, it touched his red lips. 

He smiled and bit my fingers. “I think it’s an invitation I can’t refuse.”

“What do you mean?” 

Constantine grinned as he stared at me. His intense look sent a shiver down my body. But, then, he didn’t stop only at gazing at me. Instead, his face moved closer to mine and caught my lips in a wild, hot, passionate kiss that I welcomed wholeheartedly. 

“Constantine?” I asked.

He nipped my lower lip so I could do the same to his upper lip. My mate then sucked my lip as his naughty hands explored my body. He didn’t miss any part. He grinned to see me panting when he moved his head farther from mine. 

“What?!” I was upset since he could mess me with his touches while he seemed unaffected by me.

“I am glad to see you like this.” 

Before I could comment anything, Constantine lowered his face and caught my orb in his mouth. He sucked it hard until I cried with ecstasy. Constantine didn’t stop and attacked me more wildly by moving another hand to the lush garden. He explored the wet cave expertly, didn’t even hold himself, as if he knew exactly how to throw me into a madness abyss of hunger and thirst. Yes, only he can satisfy me, no one else. 

“Constantine!” I screamed as I was drawn nearer to the peak. 

But he grinned instead of giving me what I needed. Then, he moved lower and explored the garden with his tongue. I grabbed his hair and pulled it hard, but he might consider encouraging him to continue. Instead, his tongue delved deeper and deeper until I couldn’t stand it anymore and reached my climax.

Afterward, when I tried to catch my breath, Constantine grabbed my waist and pushed his shaft inside me. The garden down there was completely wet and accommodating his rod inside. He moved in and out, first slowly, then faster. Finally, the tide was coming again as the garden wall clenched hard and tightened around his manhood. Then, he poured his seeds into the garden. 

Constantine still didn’t move his manhood, and it was still inside the garden. Instead, he licked my mound and sucked it. I could feel his member grow hard again inside me.

“Again?”

He said nothing and grinned, although sweat covered his face, neck, and chest. I kissed his face. It was weird to know that a century couldn’t erase my love for him, even increase it—if possible. He flicked his tongue to my top orb, then started picking the dance rhythm of passion again. This time, he satisfied the garden and the mound with his deft fingers. Also, he kissed my lips until I wanted to explode because of the enormous pleasure that invaded my body. 

Constantine poured his seeds again, then pulled my leg to lock on his waist. I frowned, as it was new for me. He had never done it before.

“Constantine?” 

“I want you to get pregnant soon with my pup. Then, if you carry my pup, no one will dare to hurt you again.”

“But …. Why?”

He kissed my lips and said nothing. Finally, when the wave had subsided, he pulled me, so we faced each other. He still did not let me go. 

“I saw your death …. Later, I heard myself tell you I loved you and asked you to come back to me.” Some tears dropped from his eyes. “I might let you down in the past life. But I won’t do the same in this life. I swear!”