This forest's oldest tree served as the inspiration for the placement of the cottage. Even though it was built of wood, it appeared to be absolutely solid and long-lasting. The ceiling, which was built of wood, was covered in a number of old stalks and dried leaves. As we proceeded further, I looked back and saw that the door was locked. However, there was nothing that could prevent Caroline from approaching the cabin and scrutinizing it more attentively. I couldn't help but wonder whether she had been affected by something. Girls have traditionally had a more timid nature. In addition to that, it started to rain. "Caroline, the door is no longer open." I answered that it was probably because she was so focused on getting closer to it that she hadn't noticed it. "The door is not locked. Getting really close. We are able to unlock it." It was her insistence. I was aware that we could access it, but I didn't have a particularly positive impression of the prospect. To tell you the truth,
[Disclaimer: This Chapter Contains Content Intended for an Older Audience]It is recommended that you listen to Dusk Till Dawn by Zayn & Sia while reading this chapter.When I lightly brushed my lips against Caroline's ear, she let out a deep sigh. I was able to feel her warm breaths collapsing on my neck, which accelerated the rate of my heartbeat. Should we get started? When I questioned her in a hushed voice, all she did was nod.She was dressed casually in trousers and a blouse with a pink check pattern. She wore dresses of this kind the majority of the time, and they were fantastically flattering on her. I laid the clothing out on the bed and then looked down at her as I began to take off her shirt buttons. She whimpered and grabbed hold of my hand. I halted and caught her dark stare.Because the door and the windows both have holes in them. I could feel the heat emanating from her gaze, and there was a glimmer of light that floated around the room. "You have all been soaked as w
After making a tiny movement, I ran my tongue over her neck, leaving bright crimson signs of possession. She scratched the inside of her lower lip before placing her palm on my chest and feeling the rough surfaces of my skin and muscle. To put it simply, her contributions stoked my passion. I wrapped both of my hands over her breasts and gave her a good, hard squeeze till she let out a loud, satisfied sigh. After he had left, he went back and unchained her jeans, then slipped them off. I inspected every crevice of her body before bending down and putting one of her nipples in my mouth. I began by stroking her nipples with my finger. She let out a hiss as she gathered her breath. A feeling that was both warm and heavy extended across my abdominal region. "You didn't respond me till this point in time." My voice was deep and rumbling. "A-answer to what?" She questioned. "I love you." My fangs dug into the flesh of her neck as we continued to fight. She did a light brushing motion
"Zero." I was able to grab her face in an instant, pull her up, and get a hold of her mouth. As I became aware of her helplessness, I lost my ability to breathe completely. I stood up and pushed her down onto the bed as she was lying there. "It should be my turn, shouldn't it?" I kissed her breasts in less than a second, taking her nipples in my mouth as my hands slowly ran over her features. During this time, I ran my hands over her features, she clenched her eyes firmly and curled her fingers into fists as my hands slowly squeezed her behind. I was very careful as I tinkled with her nipples. Her mouth made some groaning noises. "Take a deep breath..." When I realized how quickly her heart was beating, I came to a stop. "There is nothing else that I can do." "I swear, I will kill you if you don't." She made the threat while keeping her eyes closed. My pupils dilated, and I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. "What gives you the right to threaten me at this very moment?" I had n
"It was bad timing." Whining, I pulled myself up and grabbed the drenched jeans and shirt from the wooden floor. Dirt was all apparent on the fabric, yet I had no choice but to wear it. I hopped my legs into the jeans and buttoned the shirt. The cold was biting me. Dang, I would be falling sick soon."Do you know who is it?" Caroline asked."Just cover yourself with it." On the way to the door, I grabbed a thin embroidered quilt from the trunk and threw it at her. She caught it in her hand and wrapped it around her body.Fixing my hairstyle, I trudged to the door and pulled it open, grabbing the doorknob. As expected, it was the head of the servants. He bowed seeing me. In his hand was a bag. "Your Majesty, I am sorry to annoy you. But...""Who told you I am here?" I cut his words off and looked at him, divulging confusion on my face and words."The boatman." He replied politely.I scoffed in incredulity. "How did he see me?" Of course, they had always their eyes on me. But it was not
Caroline's Pov...Unbuttoning his shirt, I slipped it off his shoulders. How was he wearing this? It was so cold here. “Atlas, you know what... you have got some issues.” I mumbled and gazed up at him. He was doing it again.He was staring at me as if I was a piece of magnificent art, as if I was something celestial he never witnessed before. His gaze silently read my face, and asserted so many things. Butterflies scrambled through my stomach. Every time he did these, I felt so damn special. I mean, who wouldn't?“Well, I know I do.” He had agreed to my assertion. Of course, he was always crazier than I could imagine. He was the opposite of what I thought.I let out a soft sigh being aware of his silliness. “And what do you think what are they?”He chuckled and reached his hand to my cheek, cupping it in his hand. “I am falling for you. Actually... I have fallen for you. Well, no...” He shook his head and smiled widely. “I will be falling for you even deeper and harder every following
For a while, Atlas stared at me. He was trying to study me hard as if the question that arose inside my head was written on my face. I chuckled without even realizing it. “Can I ask, please?”He let out a soft sigh and nodded. “I can't say no. So yeah.” He could say no. It was easy but something he was urging himself to do so. The cold King was doing this for me. Why? That was another question.I jerked my thoughts away and deepened the stare game. “Have we met before?” It might sound absurd but my mind kept telling me that we have met before. And the period was not too recent. He didn't take the question seriously. I understood as he grinned. “Yes. In this forest.” He was not even thinking about it. He was just answering with whatever came to his mind. I would have gotten angry if I was the previous me. But I had to be patient to get what I really need.“No... not there. I meant before that too.” I said politely, hoping he won't play his tricks on me.Blinking his eyes, he asked. “W
Haring what he had asked, my heart skipped a beat. I didn't know from where the certainty of a disaster popped inside my head. And I hated it. Biting my lower lip, I lowered my gaze. “Can it make me hate you?” I asked. Frankly, I didn't have any intention to hate him. At least now, at this moment. For a while. At first, he nodded. Then again, he shook his head. “I am not sure. Maybe... Maybe it can!” His response got me even more nervous. Damn, I didn't know about what he was going to talk but why couldn't he be sure? I sighed and hugged him again. “Then let's talk about it later. I am enjoying this moment and don't want to ruin it.” I said firmly. He just nodded, endorsing my decision. To be honest, I have just started to like him recently. It will be too soon to get my heart broken already. It would be so cruel and I was afraid that I won't be able to recover easily. “Caroline!” He again whispered between his hot and heavy breaths. I knew he would be saying or something differen