Free Web NovelChapter 89: A Little Reprieve
It was dark. His entire body burned. He couldn’t see a single thing. All he could hear was the screaming—the screaming that sounded like his own voice.
The pain was never-ending. It hurt so much that he was certain he would die. With each scream, the pain only seemed to get worse. He couldn’t find even a little reprieve.
All he got was darkness and even more pain.
Through the haze of pain, a cold touch settled over his arm. The pain in his arm eased almost immediately. The relief was overwhelming; all he could do was gasp.
Despite everything going on, he could tell there was something very familiar about this touch. So familiar, he wanted to grab hold of it. He tried to lean in closer but stopped himself as he remembered.
He always wanted the cold hands, but they never came without pain. Always, always. freewebnøvel.coɱ
Suddenly, the cold touch started to pull away, and the pain began to return. Keenan reached out before he could stop himself. He knew it was a bad idea, but while there was no pain, he would make the most of it.
He would regret it, he knew but right now it hurt too much to think and a little reprieve was all he wanted.
He stretched out his hand to hold on to it. As soon as he did, the screaming faded and the darkness cracked apart. He could see again, and the source of the cold touch was looking right at him.
Maya tried to pull away, but she couldn’t move an inch. He was much stronger than she could ever be. He was staring right at her as he held on, and all she could do was whisper her apologies.
The redness of his eyes didn’t fade, and his grip only tightened as he pulled her closer. "I am sorry," she said again. "You seemed to be having a bad dream. I was just trying to wake you—"
She stopped fighting and kept her head bent. Her struggle was hurting her hand, and he was clearly not going to let her go. She was not going to win in a tug of war; it was best to stop struggling so she didn’t hurt herself more.
She wondered what her punishment would be this time. He was always quick to dish them out. He still hadn’t said a word, just stared at her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine.
She was prepared to take anything as long as he wasn’t planning to send her out of the room so late at night. She couldn’t handle another humiliation, especially one in the royal castle.
She yelped as she was pulled closer. Without struggling, it was much easier for him to drag her. She lost her footing and fell on him. He reacted quickly, rolling onto the other side while carrying her with his body onto the bed.
Maya was too stunned to speak, but her mind wouldn’t stop screaming.
I am in the same bed with Keenan!
He let go of her wrist and wrapped an arm around her. He pulled her close and placed her right against his naked body.
Naked?
Her eyes bulged. She had never even seen him shirtless, yet he was pulling her close in this manner. Maya felt warmth flood through her body, and her face reddened. She told herself it was because of his body temperature.
His hand moved up and down her back as her bosom remained pressed against his chest. She tried not to have any reaction as he buried his face in her neck and took a deep breath.
Wait! What’s happening?
Was he awake? He had been looking right at her, but this didn’t feel like he was awake. Keenan wouldn’t touch so brazenly. Even when he had threatened her the last time she was in his room, he had stopped immediately.
One of his legs slipped between hers, and his manhood brushed against her. She couldn’t pretend not to have noticed it.
Maya felt a slight panic. She couldn’t help but feel like she was doing something wrong, and if Keenan returned to his senses, he would have another reason to hate her.
She tried to push him away, but he held her tight and licked her neck. She nearly screamed but managed to clamp her mouth shut in time.
His warm legs gently caressed her cold ones, and she tried to remind herself several times why this was a bad idea, but it was hard to listen.
He had never held her so gently before. His touch didn’t hurt; rather, it tickled, and there was a burning heat at the pit of her stomach that was spreading all over her body. She didn’t want him to stop touching her.
His fingers caressed her back; the thin fabric of the nightdress made it feel as though he was directly touching her skin. His warm hands sent goosebumps all over her body, and Maya could hardly keep still.
Her breasts rubbed against his chest as she squirmed under his touch. They felt more sensitive than they ever had, and a strange sound escaped her lips.
"Alpha K-Keenan," she pleaded, trying to get him to wake up.
He responded by lightly sucking on her neck, kissing upward until he caught the tip of her ear. Maya jerked; it felt like all her strength had been drawn from her body, and she melted in his arms.
His hand on her back slowly inched downward, and she could feel him grow bigger against her leg. Her panic worsened, and she tried to convince the rational part of herself that she should try to wake him up.
She didn’t.
Rather, she concentrated on the sensation and how his tongue felt against her neck. She would be lying if she said she never thought of it or that this wasn’t what she wanted.
His hand moved underneath her dress, which his leg had already hitched up, and Maya found herself slightly lifting one of her legs a little higher to give him access.
She wanted to bury her head in shame. This was not how a lady was supposed to act—making such lewd sounds while a sleeping man touched her inappropriately.
She wondered who he thought she was. It was hard to ignore the intense jealousy she felt. He knew exactly where to touch her; it was clearly not his first time.
Maya nearly jumped out of his hands as his fingers brushed against her sensitive fold between her thighs. His warm fingers mixed with her wetness sent a shock through her that she couldn’t explain.
Thoughts of jealousy were completely thrown out of the room. She could hardly remember what she was so worried about.
She wasn’t the only one affected. Keenan drew a sharp breath next to her ear, and his manhood pulsed against her leg. He pressed closer to her.
He moved his fingers back and forth in a straight line. He pressed her against himself with the heel of his palm while his fingers carefully teased her folds. Maya clamped her lips down to keep from crying out.
She tried to pull away, but he easily stopped her from moving with just one hand as he kept rubbing his fingers all over her sensitive spot. His movements got faster, more slippery and Maya couldn’t stop herself from moving her hips in response.
She had never touched herself like this before. She didn’t even think it was possible to feel this kind of pleasure. fгeewebnovёl.com
She was doing her best to act rationally in this situation, but it was hard to think when all she could focus on was his hands between her legs.
How was it getting better as he kept touching her? She gasped against him, hearing the loud beating of her heart.
"Oh," she moaned loudly and grabbed him, pressing down against his fingers as an earth-shattering sensation shot through her body.
"Alpha Keenan," she cried out his name as she rotated her hips, grinding her petals against his fingers.
The feeling made her a little dazed as she could still feel her entire body tingle. It felt like every pore was open, and she was weightless.
Keenan didn’t stop touching her; rather, he seemed to have grown even more excited as his wet tip rubbed against her thigh. He adjusted her so his tip was right against her folds.
He rubbed against her, and Maya could feel him buck against her as if he was fighting for control. It was hard to believe he was still asleep.
If he was awake and aware, yet he was still touching her in this manner, Maya wasn’t sure she would know how to react. She feared her heart might just explode.
Perhaps because she was still filled with the pleasure he had made her feel, and she felt a little fearless, or because she didn’t want it to end just yet—but she slowly inched downward, guiding him.
