Chapter 139
Nancy gasped, throwing her face down, her hands bracing against his chest, pushing back forcefully. However, his hands were braced on the wall at the sides of her face, trapping her, pressing his body against his, so that Nancy had no choice but to helplessly glare up at him.
“I don’t like this,” a frown was etched on her flushed face as she avoided his burning gaze. “I feel,” her legs slowly rub against each other. “uncomfortable p>
He trailed his eyes down to where her legs were tightly squeezed shut, rubbing against each other sensually.
“Let me help you.” He offered naughtily, and she glared at him again, unlike the first time though, there was another glint of emotion in her eyes which seemed to be slowly overriding all other emotions she felt.
Desire.
“Don’t touch me.” Her palm against his shirt pressed further, yet her effort was useless; seeing as he didn’t even budge but kept staring down at her in amusement.
“I don’t need to touch you.” He stated.
Her face was hot. There were tingles racing up her spine. Her pulse quickened abnormally, as she leaned her head back into the wall, his hot breath teasing her ear again.
They were so engrossed in their carnal desires, the two failed to notice the blue-red crimson glow emanating off her body and traveling into his.
The more time they spent this close, the more his body absorbed the negative energy off her.
Her eyes blinkered for a few seconds, changing from blue-crimson to azalea as Koan placed a kiss on the sensitive spot below her ear.
“Um… ” She moaned softly, unaware of that her hands had turned to fist, bunching his shirt in them, and pulling him close as he glided his tongue over her colarbone, kissing and sucking hard.
If it weren’t for his body pressed against hers on the wall, she swore she would have have fallen limply to the ground, because her legs had turned to jellied legs.
“Koan.” She whimpered painfully, and Koan froze before hurriedly looking at her face, eyes darting left and right, checking for anything that might have caused her to whimper like she was in pain.
He released a hand from the wall, cupping her cheek and carefully titling her head up so their gazes were deeply locked, such that he could see her eyes flickering from blue-crimson to pink.
She looked like she was in so much pain— like she was battling within herself, trying to find herself, struggling to break free from whatever bondage was holding her back— was holding the real Nancy.
Tears dropped from her eyes, down her cheeks in thin streams of water.
“Nancy.” Koan’s heart clenched in pain seeing her tears. His eyes narrowed in worry as he grabbed the other side of her face, sandwiching her face between his two hands.
Her eyes completely turned blue-crimson, and with gritted teeth and furrowed brows, she grabbed his wrists.
“I’m not Nancy.” She hissed at him.
Before he could say a word, the color of her eyes began fading back to pink, tears running down her eyes again. She was in so much pain.
“Koan… ” her voice was like a strangled whisper as she meekly looked up at him, her eyes, glassy, due to the tears welling up in them. “I’m… scared K- Koan p>
She closed her eyes, her brows slowly furrowing, her chest rising and falling heavily, her lips trembling.
Koan’s eyes searched her face in worry and fear, not having a single idea of what to do. He could only panic, and he hated it. He hated the fact that his mate was in pain, and he couldn’t do anything but watch.
Just when Nancy’s eyes were about opening, he swooped his head in, taking her lips in his. A soft moan was shared between them, as his tongue snaked into her mouth, uniting with hers, lapping and rolling against it, tilting his head to penetrate deeper.
A tingle of pleasure explodes somewhere deep in the confinement of her chest, and she found herself parting her lips wider to let him access every single part of her.
Her small grip around his wrists slowly crept down to bundle fists of his shirt again, pulling him close, and tilting her head.
He leaned back, and just for a milli-second, they lock gazes, before he captured her lips again, this time with a raw hunger, a yearning passion, and she shut her eyes tight, standing high on her toes to meet with his firy lips pressed against hers.
For a minute, they melted into each other, molding their lips together as one, basking in the heat of their suppressed desires.
When he noticed her toes straining at their tip to match with his kiss, he suddenly grabbed her a*s, lifting her up, her legs reflexively wrapping around his waist as she gasped into the kiss from the unexpected move.
Still, he didn’t detach his lips, angling his head the other way to push his tongue in— resuming their previous game of tag. Her hands crept up, over his muscular contours before snaking up to attach her fingers up, curling then around his hair, fisting his hair in her hands, pulling him to merge their lips closer, both, not yet having enough of each other.
After a while, he pulled back, and she shyly avoided his eyes when he wouldn’t stop staring at her.
“I missed you.” He whispered, seeing her beautiful azalea colored eyes close up for the first time, and admiring it.
She hiccuped, clearly shocked, yet a fluttering feeling settled in her chest, refusing to go, even though she tried to assure herself that this was a dream, and this wasn’t Koan straddling her, kissing her with such a raw passion and hunger that left her breathless, and telling her that he missed her.
“I… ” She blushed when his eyes wouldn’t leave her face. “I want to… stand on my own p>
He reluctantly let her down, aware of how uncomfortable she felt.
“I’m sorry.” She apologized softly.
“Sorry for what p>
She cast her eyes down, curling her fingers against each other.
“I shouldn’t have gone off to such a far place, only to get abducted… I shouldn’t have made you go through that trouble of finding me. I watched as I hurt my friends,” she glanced up at Koan, there were tears running down her cheeks, and her eyes were red and puffy from crying so much. “I watched as I killed a lot of people— as I tried to kill you. All these happened because of me… and I’m sorry Koan p>
“No… you… “
“Maybe you’re right. Maybe I’m just a weak, immature… “
“No!” He suddenly yelled, and sighed when she shrinked back, under his voice. He stepped closer, and she backed away from him. “Don’t do that, dammit! Don’t back away from me Nancy p>
He stepped closer again, and she released a shaky breath as she braced herself for what was to come, her back against the wall.
Her eyes suddenly widened when he kissed her again. It was a simple kiss on the lips, but it was searing hot, and left her breathless when he pulled back.
“I don’t deserve you.” He whispered painfully, and her eyes widened again at his confession.
“It’s not your fault Nancy. If anyone’s the immature person here, it’s me. I never listened to you, I never considered anything you said, I never accepted you, I always thought I was too good for you. Turns out, you were actually too good for me. I was just too blind to see that p>
“Why are you saying all these p>
“I want to apologize Nancy,” his voice came out strained, hurt by the disbelief in her eyes. She had been hurt so much in the past, she was finding it difficult to take him seriously now.
“I want to say I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. You have every right to reject me, to hate me, to leave me,” her lips trembled again, and her eyes welled up as they locked gazes. “I… just want one more chance. Just give me one more chance Nancy. Loosing you previously made me realize just how much I feel incomplete without you around in my life. I don’t want to loose you again.” he held her hand against the wall, entwining his fingers in hers, holding the other other and doing the same.
“I love you, I swear I do because… without you, I don’t think anything will make sense to me anymore.” He finally said, and it was like the world stilled for a moment, before she finally leaned back, releasing her hand from his grasp to hold her cheeks, to be sure this wasn’t a dream.
Koan stood back, watching her in confusion, a slight amusement dancing in his eyes as she cutely pinched her cheeks.
“It’s… really not a dream.” He heard her whisper before dropping to the floor like a log of wood.
“Nancy!” He worriedly yelled, and fell to his knees, pulling her in his embrace and staring down at her face. Her heart beat was steady, which meant she was alive.
This girl… she fainted in the middle of his confession!