Semua Bab GOOD SIN: Bab 21 - Bab 29

~ DAMIEN ~Fuck.I unbutton my shirt in a hurry, holding her gaze, watching as her chest heaves up on down with her hands pinned above her head.“Let go off me.” She pants, eyes dazed and her pouty swollen lips glistening causing my cock to throb in my pants.I didn't.I pull my shirt with force, buttons popping and flying everywhere before I lean down again and claim her lips. I suck her lips hard as I release her hands and start fiddling with her gown without breaking the kiss.Then, I draw her up a little and tug the gown off, leaving her in strapless bra and boyshorts. She's… breathtaking.“I want to kiss you everywhere.” I say, my voice coming out hoarse.“Please do.” I start by tugging her bra off. Her boyshorts follows. Then my pants, and my boxer, leaving us naked.My eyes rakes over her perky firm tits with hard pink nipples. I lean down and start with her neck. I squeeze her left breast as my mouth meets her right nipple and I bite it before sucking it.She gasps, squirmin

~ ANASTASIA ~That day was the first time we would have sex. But it wasn't the last.The other day, Damein bent me over the counter and fucked me until I cried. There was a day he fucked me with my face pressed against the wall to wall window, overlooking the city while I fear that no one would catch a sight of me getting railed from behind.So many scenarios I'd forgotten in the span of eight days.And now? I'm tired!Like, I've had enough!And yeah, I can't walk without feeling him in me.With my pussy throbbing mildly, I walk towards him. He lifts his gaze, his eyes landing on my face as I sit down on the sofa opposite me.“You good?” He asks.I shake my head. “I can't keep up anymore.”Not with the thorough fucking.“I need to go out.”He sighs and leans his back against the head rest of the sofa. “Someone is after your life, Anastasia. We have two attempts in just two weeks. If you are to go out, you must take at least six guards with you.”My brows shoot up, my mind wandering to

~ ANASTASIA ~I hold my breath, my eyes on his face, waiting for his reaction.Is he as confused as me? Did he hear his dreams and hopes shatter with the news of the pregnancy? Is his mind and heart torn between keeping the pregnancy and aborting it? Did he–He smiles. Not his regular tight-lipped one or his hearty laughters or his annoying grins and smirks. But he smiles, showing all his thirty-two white pearl-like teeth as he walks towards me and lifts me before spinning me.I stare at him in confusion, watching as his eyes crinkles at the side. Then, he drops me and kisses my forehead. Maybe I didn't know what I was thinking, but my lips stretch into a smile too and my heart blooms in happiness as I inhale his scent, his happiness rubbing off me. His puckered lips meet my forehead, pecking me before descending to my neck.I tilt my neck, giving him more accessibility.“I'm so happy right now.” He whispers against my skin, pulling me closer to him as if wanting to eliminate the li

~ ANASTASIA ~“What actually happened?” Claud asks as we speed off into the night.I say nothing, my gaze outside the window. “Nothing you should worry about.” I whisper.“You know you can tell me anything.” How do I tell him that I was angry because Damien didn't put my personal feelings first at first and he'd let his joy overwhelm him? How do I tell him that I'm angry that I'm angry? How do I tell him that my mood is slowly getting haywire and I'm irritated for nothing?Telling him I'm pregnant is not an option.The purpose of this arranged marriage is merging. The child that's slowly growing in me is the result of the merging. Telling them I'm pregnant will bring attention and I will feel like… an animal. An animal that was led to the slaughter that finally produced leather or an animal that was grazed that finally started producing milk.I don't want to feel like that. Ever again.“Fuck it.” Claud suddenly curses, jerking me out of my thoughts.Claud never curses unless overwhel