Free Web NovelChapter 173: His Breakfast
A satisfied smile crept up on his face, a brick seemed to have been lifted from his chest. He had been meaning to confess his feelings and he knew this was the right time to do so.
She was the only person he could be vulnerable with. Whom he could offer his heart on a silver platter, knowing she wouldn’t trample over it. Someone capable of helping a random stranger can only have a heart of gold.
Although they might not be on the same page yet, deep inside his heart Zyair knew Skyla had the same feelings. She was extremely shy to voice them. She needed time to come to terms with them first.
He will bring her out of her shell. She had hidden herself in to safeguard the heart Doran had so cruelly hurt. That fiend didn’t even deserve to lay his eyes on her or touch a single strand of her hair.
Zyair didn’t even know how many Doran had pulled out of the roots. The hair Zyair loved so much were seen in a very different light by Doran. The woman who had hurt and destroyed him had the same red hair. At times his twisted mind refused to differentiate and he would so maliciously hurt her.
If Zyair knew he would pluck every hair from Doran’s head. The thought of horrifying Skyla always had Zyair taking a step back or he would have killed the man a long time ago.
With her softness pressed unto him and his nose buried into those fire-kissed hair. The bliss that filled him soon took him to the realms of sleep where the nightmares didn’t dwell for she was with him now.
Zyair woke up first, he had always been an early riser and was astonished to see how peacefully he had slept all night. No nightmares plagued him, no negative thoughts invaded him. All in all, he slept like a baby nestled with her.
His eyes opened and they fell first on the woman with auburn hair in his arms. The satisfaction that brimmed his heart, surged to make his lips turn into a nourishing smile. He could wake up to this sight every day now without ever getting tired.
She slept like an angel, so peaceful, so calm.
For a while, he adoringly stared at her, he had never been this enthralled in his life. It was becoming an ardent task to stay away from her.
He didn’t wish for this moment to end but he knew she would be hungry and he wanted to make her breakfast before she could get up.
Slowly Zyair untangled himself from her and her pristine face began to slightly scowl.
Her arms encircled him again as she sought his heat and hid away in his chest, not wishing for him to leave.
Zyair heartily cackled at her cute possessive action and he wrapped his arms around her again, giving in to her wishes, he snuggled with her.
She sighed in immense pleasure and relief and for a while she just stayed like this not wanting this moment to end.
Her eyes opened slowly and his smiling face came into her view. She drowsily yawned and lazily asked.
"Why were you leaving me?"
His smile widened at her innocent question as his gaze arrested her soft sleepy features. Her eyes were hardly opening.
"I wasn’t, I just wanted to fix you breakfast before you woke up." Leaning in, he placed a tender kiss on her temple.
"I don’t want breakfast. I am not hungry. I want you," she pouted, her hands landing on his perfectly ridged stomach and rubbing it. Her touches and words ignited this hunger inside of him and he could no longer hold himself.
Rolling Skyla on her back, Zyair was swift to climb over her, his eyes glinting with this insatiable greediness for her flesh. His hands landed on the sides of her head, palms down like a prowling tiger who had caught a cute bunny rabbit.
"Well, I am. Will you feed me then?" He unashamedly asked, winking at her, the coal black strands falling so sexily in front of those zealous blue orbs of his.
Skyla meekly gasped, all sleep had escaped her as her eyes widened to take his aesthetically pleasing and alluringly virile being in. She didn’t even know what he wanted to feed on but it was certainly not the food, she was sure.
"I will go make you something," she timidly answered, trying to shuffle away from underneath him.
He devilishly smiled as if the prey had been caught in his snare. His hands captured hers and expertly pinned them on the top of her head as he shook his head at her.
"I am not hungry for food, I am hungry for this." Zyair’s other hand landed on her thigh and brushed it as he slowly shifted her shirt up revealing her sumptuous mounds to his ravenously edacious eyes.
She audibly gasped at his action. She knew she should speak but her brain and body always betrayed her, they burnt for his touch.
Before Skyla could protest or make some excuse his head dipped and greedy mouth opened wide. It plopped all of her left areola into it. Gorging her like a man starved as Skyla thrashed underneath him for his mouth was magical, it sent zinging pleasures down to her burning needy core.
Closing her eyes she arched her back like a bow and continuously mewled like a woman in heat. His dexterous fingers played with her other bosom like a musical instrument, at times twirling, at times pinching and kneading while he had his fill from the other.
His teeth grazed the cherry top, sometimes biting, sometimes chewing.
His mouth soon left her mound and shifted to her neck as he continued his ministrations driving her towards another orgasm. His other hand left her arms and shifted between her thighs as it swiftly parted them and his middle finger casually invaded her folds. ƒreewebɳovel.com
"Argh!" She thrashed from the blinding pleasures, her body hyperventilating.
The concept of time and breakfast was lost as he feasted on her and she made sweet music for him.
