DarcelGigantic predators hunt smaller animals not for the need of filling up themselves , but they hunt because, those creatures are fascinating; how those tiny creatures cower, hide, run away,when the mighty hunters give the chase for the fun, and when they finally nab those tiny things, they enjoy how their prey's heart flutters, the fear quotient always make the hunt thrilling. Yet some of them give a good fight until the very end, and even that bravado seems appetizing.My wife was an anomaly I couldn't quite understand, she was the most exquisite woman, a small herbivore, from outside, she was like a rabbit, or say a squirrel, who fell into the hunting grounds of predatory beasts. She should run right now? She must cower away, but pray tell, she is telling the beast that she trusts him. I wanted to laugh, if she only knew the things I wanted to do to her. Eriantha was too pure, and hence tempting for me.I had been holding back for too long to stop now, consequences be damned
Eriantha"You will take this cock like a good girl, won't you baby?"My heart did that flip again, not just because Darcel was huge, I really didn't mind that, having read my fair share of smut novels, I knew that even if it would hurt in the beginning, but the pleasure would overcome the pain.Of course, there were many disasters when it comes to reality, but Darcel was experienced, he knew his game and I trusted him in this, just like he trusted me about perfumes. But, my heart had been doing flips, because he was calling me names of adoration like, Baby, Nectar, Wife.I was too aroused to rationalize that it was just in the moment of heat, too lonely to acknowledge that we are just in a marriage of convenience having consensual sex because we were physically attracted towards each other. I was afraid of lines getting blurred, I was having a struggle to keep reminding myself this is all temporary. Two years, we had two years. It could be stretchy long two years, but I have a feelin
DarcelI kept the water running at the wash basin as I tried to shave my untamed stubble, the entire attempt was focused towards avoiding to roll the razor under the chin where my wife had marked me so passionately. I hated shaving on weekends, but then again grandfather's call ruined my plans of just having a day to myself with Eriantha wrapped around my arms for the whole time. however, that old man had no sense of shame when it came to treating me like a pushover. Maximilian Karwitz had once again very conveniently dumped another one of his image cleaning jobs to me, and even when I abhorred it my current situation demanded compliance.It was Ulrich Murrow's birthday, and grandfather expected me to attend the party simply because Leonel won't be able to make it, or rather he wants Leonel to stay put. Leo had made it to the club the previous night though. I didn't need to be told that there was something else behind this, to begin with, after the Davytan fiasco, Maximilian Karwit
ErianthaThe buzz of sex is worse than the buzz of alcohol...I had read it somewhere, and now I could tell where the author was coming from. In a way I was happy that finally I had got rid of my v card, and that too with someone I chose, no matter the circumstances, had my father been there, I would have been simply tied down to one of his business acquaintances or may be worse one of those loan sharks. I didn't even want to think about it. When I had consented to have sex with Darcel in this marriage of convenience, I was rejoicing at the end of my virgin era, and there's no hiding that Darcel was a walking wet dream for every woman. It was me who was inexperienced and lacking, for he has had many beauties, there were no dating rumours though, but sometimes there would be morphed pictures coming out of his cars.I wondered if one of them were in this car too, the one I am riding now. I shook away the thought, I had no right to even have such thoughts, it was his past and I am just
Eriantha"Mom?"I almost jumped out of sheer shock, my voice echoing in this vacant powder room along the terrace.It couldn't be her? Could it?My mom.She had never once tried to reach out to us, once she had left with the love of her life, mom had completely forgotten about us."Eri" I heard her calling me in the same loving manner she used to when I was a child, the same fake love which always made me feel loved and happy.I closed my eyes, and didn't dare to turn to look at her directly, I re-focussed on re-applying my lipstick with trembling hands.You don't know what she wants Eri, or why she's here."Sweety" Mom called me again. An old, and much forgotten feeling crept into my heart and clutched my throat.Get a grip Eri.I warned myself blinking away the appending tears. I dabbed my lips and took a final look at myself. Mom stood there as if she had all the time in the world, determined to wait until I would stop ignoring her. My mother was a stubborn person, Anders often
DarcelI released her slender neck, as I emptied my seeds inside her yet another time, while groaning like a beast in heat.She was still trembling in my arms while climaxing for the fourth time in a row. Her trembling lips were swollen from the torment of my raging mouth. I wondered how she had kept breathing from the moment I had started devouring her. All this time I had been hearing her gasping and moaning, the sensuous noises had pushed me away from my self restraint.They are mine, all mine.I felt the incessant rise and fall of her chest, under her messy ebony locks. The very sight tempted me to wrap them around my hand and ravish my new wife until her voice turned croaky after screaming my name for the entire night.I kicked away the devil whispering tempting thoughts, while dangling on my shoulder. 'You have already proven yourself as a hungry wolf, while you have been guzzling her up all night. Since when have you been so horny Dar!'I reprimanded myself for losing my leash.
Eriantha"...antha""Eriantha...""Eri..."I heard my name loud enough this time, not that I wasn't hearing it in bits and pieces, but, I am usually a heavy sleeper, so they felt like far off sounds rather than my name.I jolted up on my bed, in front of me was my brother who was now shaking me as if I were a rattle.His usual somberness is gone, my handsome older brother right now appears as someone who had lost his senses or his rational thoughts. He looked pale and scared, his usually neatly brushed hair was touseled.I had noticed that he had been drinking every night after his usual "discussions" with father after our painstakingly silent dinners. I am sure they never quite ended in discussions, for my father of all people was someone not civic enough to discuss stuff across a table, without raising his voice or his hand, or blaming his family for all his 'misfortunes', which were in real the blunders he had committed.I am also confident that the source of my brother's recently
DarcelMy cell phone had been vibrating for the seventh time in a row, and I know who the caller is, but right now I am so furious that I don't have it in me to speak with her. I rubbed my forehead with a futile hope that it would even change the condition of my throbbing head.Three years ago, when I approached my maternal grandfather, the chairman of the Karwitz corporations, with my proposal to expand our business into the perfume industries, the old man had laid out two conditions.One was that, it shall be under the scrutiny of the same board of directors who run the Karwitz Hotels.The second condition was that, it must become the topmost brand in the perfumes in the next five years.If the above conditions aren't met the company will be merged with the Karwitz apparels, or in other words it will cease to exist. I knew my grandfather very well, he was the patriarch of the Karwitz family, and he understood business more than anything, he was impeccable, hence even though he is se
Eriantha"Mom?"I almost jumped out of sheer shock, my voice echoing in this vacant powder room along the terrace.It couldn't be her? Could it?My mom.She had never once tried to reach out to us, once she had left with the love of her life, mom had completely forgotten about us."Eri" I heard her calling me in the same loving manner she used to when I was a child, the same fake love which always made me feel loved and happy.I closed my eyes, and didn't dare to turn to look at her directly, I re-focussed on re-applying my lipstick with trembling hands.You don't know what she wants Eri, or why she's here."Sweety" Mom called me again. An old, and much forgotten feeling crept into my heart and clutched my throat.Get a grip Eri.I warned myself blinking away the appending tears. I dabbed my lips and took a final look at myself. Mom stood there as if she had all the time in the world, determined to wait until I would stop ignoring her. My mother was a stubborn person, Anders often
ErianthaThe buzz of sex is worse than the buzz of alcohol...I had read it somewhere, and now I could tell where the author was coming from. In a way I was happy that finally I had got rid of my v card, and that too with someone I chose, no matter the circumstances, had my father been there, I would have been simply tied down to one of his business acquaintances or may be worse one of those loan sharks. I didn't even want to think about it. When I had consented to have sex with Darcel in this marriage of convenience, I was rejoicing at the end of my virgin era, and there's no hiding that Darcel was a walking wet dream for every woman. It was me who was inexperienced and lacking, for he has had many beauties, there were no dating rumours though, but sometimes there would be morphed pictures coming out of his cars.I wondered if one of them were in this car too, the one I am riding now. I shook away the thought, I had no right to even have such thoughts, it was his past and I am just
DarcelI kept the water running at the wash basin as I tried to shave my untamed stubble, the entire attempt was focused towards avoiding to roll the razor under the chin where my wife had marked me so passionately. I hated shaving on weekends, but then again grandfather's call ruined my plans of just having a day to myself with Eriantha wrapped around my arms for the whole time. however, that old man had no sense of shame when it came to treating me like a pushover. Maximilian Karwitz had once again very conveniently dumped another one of his image cleaning jobs to me, and even when I abhorred it my current situation demanded compliance.It was Ulrich Murrow's birthday, and grandfather expected me to attend the party simply because Leonel won't be able to make it, or rather he wants Leonel to stay put. Leo had made it to the club the previous night though. I didn't need to be told that there was something else behind this, to begin with, after the Davytan fiasco, Maximilian Karwit
Eriantha"You will take this cock like a good girl, won't you baby?"My heart did that flip again, not just because Darcel was huge, I really didn't mind that, having read my fair share of smut novels, I knew that even if it would hurt in the beginning, but the pleasure would overcome the pain.Of course, there were many disasters when it comes to reality, but Darcel was experienced, he knew his game and I trusted him in this, just like he trusted me about perfumes. But, my heart had been doing flips, because he was calling me names of adoration like, Baby, Nectar, Wife.I was too aroused to rationalize that it was just in the moment of heat, too lonely to acknowledge that we are just in a marriage of convenience having consensual sex because we were physically attracted towards each other. I was afraid of lines getting blurred, I was having a struggle to keep reminding myself this is all temporary. Two years, we had two years. It could be stretchy long two years, but I have a feelin
DarcelGigantic predators hunt smaller animals not for the need of filling up themselves , but they hunt because, those creatures are fascinating; how those tiny creatures cower, hide, run away,when the mighty hunters give the chase for the fun, and when they finally nab those tiny things, they enjoy how their prey's heart flutters, the fear quotient always make the hunt thrilling. Yet some of them give a good fight until the very end, and even that bravado seems appetizing.My wife was an anomaly I couldn't quite understand, she was the most exquisite woman, a small herbivore, from outside, she was like a rabbit, or say a squirrel, who fell into the hunting grounds of predatory beasts. She should run right now? She must cower away, but pray tell, she is telling the beast that she trusts him. I wanted to laugh, if she only knew the things I wanted to do to her. Eriantha was too pure, and hence tempting for me.I had been holding back for too long to stop now, consequences be damned
ErianthaI woke up in my shittiest hangover state possible, my head was hammering unbearably and my entire body was in excruciating pain. I have never been this groggy in my life. The moment I tried to sit up, my head spun and I winced because my entire body right from my hips to my toes felt sore, as if I had been lashed innumerable times.Am I dead? Is this hell? Well, the amount of alcohol I had taken in this body yesterday, they would never sign me up for heaven, would they?I looked around, it was dark, because the curtains were pulled down but the trace of faint light that entered from the gaps, illuminated the room incandescently, the light had a pink hue, it must be early hours of dawn. Or was it not? How long did I sleep?"Ah" I winced again, this time audibly, this soreness was worse than my condition during my periods. Resting my head backwards I felt the headboard, fortunately I am still in bed in I touched the soft matress, and the sheet which was covering me.Wait! Di
Darcel"Don't tell me you have shot someone at the hospital. Or worse you have screwed a nurse there and got yourself in trouble" I had picked up the call on the second ring because it was from Leonel. I wasn't in the mood to speak with anyone at this moment, I had been without sleep for hours, and then had a shitty day because of the unpleasant encounter with Eriantha.I had been a jerk to her this morning, all because that scoundrel Evan Winter couldn't keep it in his pants, though he couldn't get it up.Darn it!I couldn't focus on a single meeting and now I was held up with so much of pending work that I couldn't clock out early even though it was Friday. Even Sebastian had left for his 'dinner appointment', dumping me, as if I didn't know he would bury his dick inside Julia the first opportunity he would get. Those two have been what they call, "Friends with benefits" for the past two years, and probably there weren't any surfaces left in the company where they he hasn't railed
ErianthaI must have gotten out from the wrong side of the bed, for my first a at work was anything but rotten. As if crossing path with that scum Evan wasn't enough, then Darcel came in like a bulldozer, a little part is me was glad that he did, but then he is no less of a megalomaniac himself. I accept that the way he had found us inside that room must have shocked him, but that man is impossible, he refused to hear any explanation. Not just that he uses his seduction skills as a tool, knowing fully well the kind of effect he has on me. That man is a wolf, a buly, and what makes me mad is that, everytime I succumb to him.Not today, I have decided I won't talk to him, unless he mends his ways, and speaks with me like how two civic humans interact. I can't let him take advantage of my inexperience every single time. What he did at work today could have ruined everything, fortunately when I left the room nobody was around, including Sebastian. So, during the team meeting, I only rece
DarcelThis question was wrong in so many ways, but my anger got better off me when I found that prick towering over my wife. I could tell that Eriantha was scared and was looking for an out, but the moment I came back here, after what grandfather had to say about the whole situation, the way he insinuated the matter shifting the blame at me,yet again, I wouldn't have bothered had he not insulted my wife, but he did, he had called her a whore and that made me furious.Eriantha was unblemished,pure and she was mine. I wanted her in my arms, to take her in every possible way, to mark her as mine and only mine. Instead, I found that brat trying to lure her. Something blew off in me, when I heard him say something about kissing her, and that she should let him have her for one night.How dare he? That Fucker was trying to get his rotten hands on my wife, but the way he spoke to her in a certain familiar tone, made my unruly mind create images of them together. Did they have a past?