Ensnaring his Dark Moon-Chapter 260: Faster

Mature Content. 18+. Skip if you are uncomfortable~

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Aleister was appalled at the thought of another woman. He could barely have her enough but to think that she believed he would ever grow sick of her.

Just the thought of it made his grip on her tighten, ’’You want to be punished, don’t you?’’

’’I will let you punish me,’’ she peeked at him through her lashes but along with anger, there was something dark lurking behind his gaze, ’’If that is what you want.’’

’’In bed,’’ he added.

Esme gulped.

’’Not now,’’ he continued.

Her face fell.

’’Disappointed?"

Her cheeks felt warm.

’’What do I do with you, Esme?" Aleister sighed helplessly as he leaned back on the wall, ’’I want to strangle you and stroke you at the same time.’’

Esme blinked, ’’Al.’’

’’Mm?"

Esme smiled at him, ’’Do whatever you want. I will let you.’’

Aleister’s gaze deepened. Did she know what her words meant to a man?

’’How long?" he asked.

She gazed at him quietly, confusion clouding her eyes.

’’How long were you engaged to this man?" his voice was low and calm.

Her eyes widened at the realization, ’’Why does it matter? I had lost my memories, Al...’’ she drawled, leaning towards him as she glanced at him with wide doe eyes, ’’Are you going to blame me if I said something happened between us during this time?"

Aleister grabbed her wrist with one hand as he pinned it behind her, ’’So, did something happen, my dear moon?"

Esme blinked, ’’What if I said something did happen?" she challenged, tilting her chin.

His grip on her wrist tightened as he tugged her closer to his body, ’’Then I will dismember his body and feed the remnants to the beasts in heaven. And you...’’

’’What about me?" Esme asked him provocatively but he stayed silent. She narrowed her eyes as a visual floated in her mind. No matter what, he was indeed smiling at the maid earlier.

Jealousy was an ugly beast.

Aleister could tell Esme how his entire heart and all his affections belonged to her but she still could not get over how that one little smile he spared in some other woman’s way.

Has she always been this petty? No.

Did this man turn her into this? Yes.

Will she stop? She had no idea.

So, she did what she was good at. Provoking him to soothe the burn in her heart.

"Heart is heart but body seeks what it wants. Who can stop things like those?" She suppressed her victorious smirk as she watched him being riled up, ’’Maybe he did touch me. My body and—’’

He claimed her mouth before it could utter more disobedient words. His fingers raked inside her hair as he felt the softness of curves rubbing against his hard chest.

Esme sucked in a deep breath as Aleister dragged her lips between his teeth before he thrust his tongue inside her mouth. She placed her trembling palm on his shoulder as her back arched.

’’Al...’’ her voice was breathy and needy when their lips parted. She could barely recognize it as her own.

’’Where did he touch you, Esme?" Aleister looked into her eyes as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, ’’Tell me, where do I need to mark you as mine?"

’’Everywhere,’’ she was not going to lose this game. She stood up from his lap and she touched her neck, ’’He touched me here.’’

At this moment, she was more interested in the punishment he had in his mind.

Esme, ’’..and here...’’ she dipped her hand lower.

He rose to his full stature and just his glare pinned on her made her close her mouth but her eyes still provoked him.

Esme quietly put her hands behind her back and untied the knots of her gown as it slid down her body. She sashayed out of it, feeling the warmth littering her cheeks.

Her hand quietly slid from the crook of her neck to the swell of her breasts from above her corset and she glided it downwards, ’’Here... Here... Everywhere.’’

Aleister’s breathing turned uneven as his eyes roamed over her lush curves. This little vixen.

While her mouth was not saying a word, but her gaze kept teasing him.

Aleister captured her wrists and twirled her around to pin her to the nearest wall as he leaned closer, ’’Be honest, Princess. It is not that some other man touched you in these places,’’ he grabbed the side of her neck, tilting her face with his thumb as he said, ’’It is just that you want me to touch you here.’’

By now, Esme realized that she had taken it too far. She shrunk and cleared her throat, ’’Al, we need to talk.’’

’’Talking can wait,’’ Esme felt him smile against her neck as he continued, ’’Let me take care of my Princess’ needs so that she can stop thinking about other men.’’

As soon as his words dropped, so did the remaining pieces of clothes on her body.

All she had left on her body were those lace garters that reached her thighs.

Esme gasped as she covered her body with both her palms but she could barely cover anything.

Aleister’s gaze darkened as he dropped to his knees. The sight of her standing there, pressing her legs put the most beautiful paintings to shame.

’’Part your legs for me,’’ he pressed the tip of his finger on her ankle, slowly gliding it upwards.

Esme gulped as her toes curled, ’’Someone will come...’’

’’Let them,’’ he grabbed the back of her thighs, ’’They will only hear you screaming my name, my love. And trust me, your voice will be beyond recognizable.’’

There was a promise in his voice and before Esme could recover her tacts, she felt his hot mouth claiming her down there.

He pressed his fingers above her sleek folds as he dove his mouth above her sex that clenched just at the sensation.

’’Always so wet and ready for me,’’ Aleister whispered against her throbbing heat and Esme flushed, throwing her head back as his warm breath caressed the most intimate part of her body.

’’Al...’’ she moaned in a voice so soft that she felt ashamed but when his tongue lapped over her wetness, shame escaped from the window.

’’What do you want, Esme?" he whispered, diving his tongue inside her as his fingers rubbed against her folds.

’’Faster,’’ she thrust her fingers in his hair and pulled him closer as the desperate itch grew, ’’Ahh! Al...’’ she moaned his name again and again as his tongue claimed her in a way she had never known.

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A/N: *sprinkles holy water on myself and y’all quietly*