บททั้งหมดของ The Varkas Brothers And Their Princess : บทที่ 201 - บทที่ 209

SADEI stared at the clock like I've done every night for the past week, watching it tick, the sound echoing in my head. He hasn't been here for a week now. He didn't even come late at night and left early. The untouched dishes I made for him were evidence of that. So every night, I sit in front of the clock, watching time go by and wondering, will he be back tonight? But every night I get the same answer. But… a large part of me was relieved he didn't come back.I was relieved because this space between us would give me some time to sort out this disgusting feeling I was having. When next I face him, I want to make sure I have no indecent thoughts. And that… that has been hard. I had to do a lot of self-reflection, I had to sit myself down and talk to myself. It turns out that I didn't like what I was seeing in myself.So this week has been hard. When the time struck midnight, I stood up. I've gotten better at staying up as I've been doing this every night for a week. I would wa

SADEPerhaps I've been waiting for someone to tell me that I wasn't becoming a monster. Maybe I've been begging for just a single word to soothe my worried heart. Because I've been worried, God, I've been worried. The intensity of the lust that I feel for Mr. Varkas was no joke. My thoughts always end up wandering to his large biceps and how they flexed anytime he reached out. And this morning, seeing him this way… with all his skin exposed made me tingle between the legs. It made me think of sinful things, and fear has nearly paralyzed me.But now… Mr. Varkas said there was nothing wrong with feeling lust, that it was a natural feeling. Relief. The relief was so great that it made me blurt out something stupid. “Th-then, can I kiss you, sir?” “What?” Mr. Varkas asked in surprise, his eyes wide. My face burned hotter, but since I already said it, I might as well see it through. “Y-

SADEIf I were asked why I was so hurt, why it hurts so much that it feels like I couldn't breathe, I wouldn't be able to answer.But it hurts. It hurts so much. I was suddenly reminded of the kind of person I was: impure, used, a tool. That was all I was, and maybe that was why it hurt so much. What was I thinking? Wanting a man like this? What was I thinking? “What…” Mr. Varkas stuttered, looking like he didn't know what to do with himself. “What are you saying, Sade? You’re dirty? Who said that?”“It doesn't have to be said,” I said, wiping my face roughly with the back of my hand. “I know it. It’s a part of who I am, even though I had no say in that.” He stepped forward, reaching out. “Don't say–”“You don't have to try to make me feel better, Mr. Varkas,” I interrupted, shutting down my emotions and looking away from him. “I know it more than anyone else. What else do you call someone who countless people have touched, if not dirty?” Something like pain flashed in his eyes,

“K-Kross,” I moaned, unable to look away from his blue eyes. I was drowning in them. “Sir…” He groaned as he continued to move his tongue, his hands moving from my hips and grabbing my bottom, squeezing it tight, and I moaned softly. I could feel pressure building, growing higher and higher, and soon my legs were shaking, my claws were crawling out and digging into the desk, breaking the wood. A fire ignited in Kross’s eyes, and I felt it burn through me. The pressure broke, and my eyes widened. I cried out as my entire body shook, my eyes shutting tight and stars bursting behind my eyelids. “S-sir!” I screamed as I felt pleasure unlike any I've ever felt before, tore through me. It curled my toes, made my entire body burn hotter than it should, and I screamed until my voice grew hoarse. Kross didn't stop; he didn't pull his tongue away, and just continued. It was only when my breath was fast and short that he stopped, pulling his to