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Nicholas was hot and cold. Want to refuse. Wanting to maintain his image as a man who turned around, he could no longer because Alesya had squeezed his hardened sister. Quickly, the girl pushed Nicholas and unhooked Nicholas' trousers.
The man was not ready to dodge because Alesya was sitting on his thigh. Without being able to stop him, his younger brother straightened up and greeted Alesya who hurriedly grabbed him. Aiming at the pink pillow. Without knowing what impact his actions would have.
"Oh my God, Alesya!!"
“Nicholas!!” Alesya screamed. His body was crushed. Destroyed. It was as if it was split in two when he pressed and sank Nicholas into his body without any lubricant at all.
“Al….” Nicholas sat down and hugged Alesya. Down there, Nicholas felt his sister had broken Alesya's crown.
"S-it hurts," he whispered. Squeezing Nicholas' shoulder tightly.
Nicholas hugged Alesya. Rubbing his back. I swear to God, Nicholas didn't know what else to do with the part of his body that was inside Alesya's body. Intact, now Alesya is his.
Nicholas and Alesya were both silent. Busy with their own thoughts. Alesya was still confused about what she had just done. He thought that if he entered then everything would be over. Being able to have Nicholas and children at the same time.
But Alesya was wrong. Instead he fell silent. Hers felt sore and full. In there, he also felt that Nicholas had hit something. I don't know what, Alesya doesn't understand. Either way, Alesya doesn't understand either. If you want to move, it hurts.
What do you want to let go of? It was as if Nicholas had now been embedded in his body. Alesya is really confused now. If only she could hold her breath for a long time, she had done it earlier so that her chest wouldn't rise and fall against Nicholas' cheek.
Both hands still cradled Nicholas' head. Unable to move, let alone change position.
Likewise with Nicholas. His hands were still hugging Alesya's innocent back. His cheeks heated up as they came into contact with the solid moci. Nicholas repeatedly thought about unimportant things to get his little brother to sleep, but instead of becoming limp, his little brother squirmed even more.
As if you know you are now in a place that can bring you the greatest pleasure. So he didn't want to shrink, let alone sleep. Nicholas himself felt dizzy when it came to this story.
"Al,"
"Nik,"
They spoke at once. At once they fell silent again. They both tensed, confused again about how to act after this.
“I-I…”
“I-I…”
Alesya bit her lower lip. Nicholas held his breath. Looks like controlling myself will take a very long time. Alesya's legs are also tingling now. Kneeling on Nicholas' thighs, he couldn't help but have to move. Change positions slightly so that the tingling disappears.
“Ahh…” Alesya sighed. It hurts, but it feels like something is different in there. A feeling that is difficult to interpret, but it erases the feeling of no pain due to breaking the barrier there.
“Al, d-don't move.” Nicholas held his breath. His chest felt tight. He was struggling to restrain himself, but Alesya moved. So the grip on his sister turned into sucking and massaging. So Alesya became increasingly cramped, full inside.
"Why? Does it hurt?" Alesya asked innocently. Pulling away and looking down, he looked at Nicholas' face which was hardened by his desire.
A desire that he had recently been holding back as hard as he could. Try not to take what is not rightfully yours. Now? Nicholas has had it all. Having Alesya in full, what else? Want to finish? Not quite enough.
You can't imagine how much of a headache it would be if it ended without any resolution. Moreover, when Nicholas saw Alesya's pink lips slightly open. From the corner of his eye, two ends of the moci were visible. Pink. Bloom. A little pop. Tempting to taste.
Without being able to prevent it. Now Nicholas' instincts took over. Guiding his lips to sink the tip of the moci into his mouth cavity. Alesya stiffened. His mouth was open. His chest heaved and fell, feeling a strange current vibrating through his body.
A strange feeling began to swirl in his lower body. Making hers twitch. Squeezing and massaging Nicholas there.
"N-Nicholas..." Alesya squeezed Nicholas' hair tightly. Pressing him to take a deeper sip. Stronger, melting Alesya into a feeling of pleasure that is difficult to express in words.
Moreover, Nicholas took turns taking sips. So excited, like a baby who hasn't had any food for a long time. He also doesn't let any moci idle. The man squeezed. Twisting. Immediately alternate between hands and lips working.
Alesya is happy to get what she wanted all this time. This is what Alesya needs from Nicholas. The man owns it completely so that there is no reason for him to leave.
It's up to Nicholas whether he wants to turn left or right. For Alesya, it doesn't matter because Nicholas' brother is so sturdy and strong. Giving him pleasure that has never been suggested before.
Dissatisfied with the current position, Nicholas guided Alesya to lie down. Letting go of Alesya for a moment to remove the material trousers and triangle that were still attached to her body. Instantly Nicholas' heart warmed. Seeing that there were blood stains on the white triangular object he was wearing. Nicholas was sure that it was because of his actions that damaged Alesya a few minutes ago.
“I will never let you go again.” Nicholas muttered to himself. As soon as he was on top of Alesya's body. Kissed the top of his head for a long time. As if to give Alesya peace, because Nicholas was already on the verge of entering.
And when Nicholas pressed. Alesya grimaced. He wanted to scream loudly, to ward off the pain in the core of his body. His hands gripped Nicholas' shoulders, which began to press. Strong. Until sunset. There's nothing left. Alesya swallowed it down there.
This time, Alesya shed happy tears because Nicholas had agreed to have a relationship with her. Even though no definite words were spoken, Alesya was confident. When Nicholas decided to continue, of course the decision was made accompanied by a huge sense of responsibility.
Nicholas, who is so good and responsible with his life, now has it completely. No longer just changing saliva. No longer just touching and hugging each other. Now Nicholas was going in and out of her body. While greedily crushing Alesya's two moci.
Alesya's back arched. Her legs hugged Nicholas' waist. Locked, so Nicholas wouldn't let go before he finished. Alesya completely forgot herself, so much so that she no longer felt pain.
All that pain had turned into pleasure. There was no telling how the feeling was taking over him. Alesya left everything to Nicholas. The instinct of a man who is said to not like women, but is able to make Alesya's body bathed in sweat. Moist. Just like down there. Alesya had forgotten how many times hers twitched, releasing clear fluid mixed with blood.
As a form of mixture of pain and pleasure. It feels like I can't take it anymore, numb and numb. But Nicholas never finished.
Even though hers felt increasingly slippery and scratched. Both ends of the moci turned red. Swollen just like her lips which were alternately targeted by Nicholas. However, Alesya didn't feel any pain because Nicholas' thrusts were so fast and deep.
And when the wave of pleasure reaches the point of release. Nicholas hugged Alesya tightly. Thrust deep. Let go of everything he has. And you can hope that part of him will be the solution to Alesya's problem.
It's true that it's not the right way. However, this is the best way so that he can keep Alesya intact. So that he would have the courage to kick Bryan out of Alesya's life. If their relationship had gone this far, there would no longer be any reason for Nicholas to unite Bryan with Alesya.
Gibran continued, "As for our divorce, I've already agreed to it. We'll proceed with the legal process, and you'll be free to start a new chapter in your life. I hope you find the happiness you deserve."The conversation between Viska and Gibran marked the beginning of the end of their tumultuous marriage. While their emotions were still raw, they had come to a mutual understanding that it was time to move on and seek happiness elsewhere.Gibran's frustration and pent-up emotions poured out as he defended his actions. He felt betrayed by Viska, who had consistently pushed him away and made unfavorable comparisons with Nicholas. Their relationship had become a battleground of insecurities, and Gibran had sought solace with Shabila.Viska's accusations stung, but Gibran was determined to make her understand the context of his actions. He continued, "Viska, I don't want to justify what I did, but it was a result of our broken marriage. We both contributed to its downfall. I needed someth
190"Also," Bryan paused, kissing Silvi's lips briefly."Don't forget that the night we were together, I can assure you, it's my child."Silvi shook her head. "It's not Devin's child. Do you think after that night, I didn't do anything with other men? Did you really think that night was the only time someone touched me? No, there have been many other nights with so many men because I felt like I wasn't pure anymore. So I was free to do it with anyone since my life was already a mess.""S-so... instead of slightly more ruining myself, and the last time it was done to me was by Devin. That's why he's willing to take responsibility. He's also convinced that this is his child."Bryan let out a bitter laugh, releasing Silvi from his embrace. "Is that so?" He loosened his tie, which had felt suffocating after hearing Silvi's explanation. "Let's prove that what you said is true." He took off the suit jacket that clung to his body.“W-what are you doing?” Silvi stepped back. Hugging her own b
189"No way! I won't leave until I meet Gibran. He has to take responsibility for this child," Shabila insisted, refusing to budge. She held onto Viska and stood her ground."Leave, I said! Go!"Viska couldn't bear Shabila's stubbornness and forcefully pulled her arm, nearly causing Shabila to stumble."What's wrong with you!" Shabila pushed away Viska's hand and fixed her disheveled hair. "Are you afraid your husband's actions will be known to your parents? Or is it that you refuse to accept the truth?" Shabila began to rant."I don't understand what you're saying. Now leave!" Viska demanded."Wait, Viska! Mom wants to ask this woman something." Viska's mother restrained her daughter and turned to Shabila. "Why did you let my granddaughter get pregnant? Don't you know he's already married? What do you want from us? Money?"Shabila seethed with anger. Her dignity felt insulted when the middle-aged woman mentioned money."Do you think I'm a lowly woman who just surrenders her body to a
188Shabila spent the whole day in frustration, angry that she couldn't meet Gibran at his cafe. She paced back and forth in her room, thinking of ways to meet him."Do you think you can avoid me forever? You won't be able to, Gibran. I have to make you take responsibility for the child I'm carrying. You won't be able to escape. Just wait and see."Shabila clenched her fists, planning a thousand ways to meet Gibran. "If I can't find you at the cafe, I'll come to your house. Let's see if you can still avoid me," she muttered to herself.Gibran decided to visit the club where he had met Shabila some time ago. He had a bad feeling about Shabila's visit to his cafe and wanted to find out what had really happened between them that night. Honestly, Gibran didn't remember much because he had been heavily intoxicated that night.Upon arriving at the club, Gibran called one of the waitresses and conveyed his request to meet with the club's owner."I'd like to discuss something important with y
187"What brand would you like, Miss?" The employee asked while displaying several different brands of pregnancy tests.Shabila looked puzzled, which only fueled the employee's suspicions. "Is this your first time buying a pregnancy test?" she guessed with a condescending glance."Y-yes," Shabila replied hesitantly. Seeing the employee looking down on her, Shabila's heart began to boil. "I am already married, just so you know. Here's my ID," she said abruptly, opening her wallet and showing her ID card, which still stated her marital status as MARRIED. Her divorce from Arya was only religious; it wasn't legally recognized yet.Seeing the ID placed on the counter, the pharmacy employee became flustered. She was torn between embarrassment and guilt. "I'm s-sorry, Miss, I didn't mean to—""It's fine, I understand!" Shabila retorted sharply, then pointed towards the pregnancy tests. "So, which one is the best?" she asked.She deliberately didn't want to prolong the issue since she wanted
186Several days had passed, and today was the ceremonial bath event for Silvi. Everything was well-prepared, and the guests were moved by the event, which was expertly guided by the paid organizers, arranged by Silvi's parents. Silvi's large family wore matching light green kebaya, while Devin's family, who were present, wore light blue kebaya. The event was conducted with great solemnity, and Silvi looked beautiful despite wearing makeup that wasn't too flashy.This ceremony included many symbols and motifs that served as lessons or guidelines for the couple, influencing their married life. These symbols or motifs mainly conveyed advice and useful insights for the newlyweds' life together. That's why Mama Silvi insisted on holding the ceremonial bath event, even though Silvi and Devin had been married before.In addition to the food ordered for the guests and relatives, the organizers had prepared specific dishes usually served during this ceremonial bath event. These included tumpe