395: Look at me

Look at me

Leon's motionless body seemed to turn into a solid rock as he looked up at her, his face baffled and slack jawed. 1

His dazed mind could hardly process everything she had just said and now here she was, kneeling right before his eyes, as she deliberately shed her clothes, one article at a time. Her legs were spread on either side of him as she had trapped him between them. Holy hell! 

The unbearable lust rolled over him at the sight of her, causing him to quake violently within himself. Then a loud guttural groan escaped his mouth. 

But he still actually managed to jerk his face sideward to look away just as Zanya took off the last layer that was covering her lovely, rounded and perky breasts. 

"Damn it, Zanya!" he cursed harshly under his breath, shutting his eyes tight together just in case he peeked a glance if they were not closed tight enough. "No. Don't do this." His voice which was still firm at the beginning changed to became more pleading as the seconds passed. 

But nothing could dissuade Zanya anymore. Not after she had heard the real reason why he was so desperate not to touch her. Her heart swelled with so many positive emotions and yet at the same time ached for him. She never would have thought this man had been hiding such an awful emotional scar. No, she thought it was not quite right to call it a scar as she realized he never had healed from it. Even until now, it was still a wound left unattended, still bleeding, and just hidden very well into a place only he could see and only he would know. 

Now that she knew this tormented… beautiful creature was traumatized, how could she still leave him alone and let him take on the effects of the bond all on his own? 

Zanya could only listen to the warning bells loudly ringing all over her mind but that was all. She just listened but did nothing to avoid or run from it. Because she could no longer deny the crazy thing she was feeling right now. This man… she could no longer leave him alone. She did not want to leave him to fend for himself. This man… she will take him… for herself… yes… tonight… this beautiful yet tormented creature is going to be hers…

Her eyes circled wide as she realized what had just gone through her mind. And she flushed hard due to mortification, her pointed ears turning crimson while she bit down on her lower lip in embarrassment, unable to believe the direction of her own thoughts. Goodness! How could she righteously accuse this man of being a pervert when she was actually the perverted one between the two of them?!

"Get off… damn… Zanya! Listen –" Leon tried to push Zanya off but with his current condition and Zanya being at top form, he posed no challenge to her strength.

"Hush…" Zanya bent over, and his body jerked at the sudden cool touch of her palm on his taut chest. The tips of her silky long hair brushed over his skin teasingly as he inhaled her mouth-watering scent made his body tremble with desire. 

"Gods… no…" he could only breathe, sounding utterly shaken. His rationality now slowly but surely falling into a blissful death. 

"There's no use of you resisting me now, Leon. Look at me…" she urged softly, surprising herself at the sound of her own voice. 

But she swallowed hard and then there was that devilish glint that flashed across her eyes. She traced her fingertips over his thumping heart as she whispered slowly and seductively. "Look at me, Leon… don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. I will never hurt you. That has never been my intention all along."

Shocked by her words, he opened his eyes and met her smiling forest green eyes. 

"My god…" he hissed and drew in a ragged breath through his clenched teeth, obviously regretting that he had opened his eyes. He knew he should have held his eyes tightly closed no matter what!

Zanya did not know why but her smile widened. Did she like the utter shock and desire that had appeared in those astonishing purple eyes that much she could not stop smiling in this situation? 

He gasped again, this time, louder. "Damn it all, don't keep smiling at me… like that!" 

"You like my smile –" Zanya's smile grew wider as her heart did flip flops.

"No. I don't… so stop…" Leon tried to deny but his reactions were a direct disagreement to his words.

Zanya's smile did not fade. Her smile even became brighter. "I didn't know you have such an adorable side to you."

"My god, Zanya. Stop it –" Leon tried turning away but to no avail.

"Oh, you should be the one who should stop protesting now." she lowered herself and sat on his hard abdomen. 

A loud and harsh sound left his mouth at the feel of her satiny smoothness against his own heated skin. And his treacherous gaze finally left her face and it travelled down to her lovely breasts, her perfect curves, and her hairless…

He felt like he was literally doused with oil as that fire in him now blazed into what is now a raging inferno. An inferno so hot he could burn forever and still would probably choose to stay there even if he had the chance to leave. 

She bent even closer before stretching her hands out to cup his face now. 

"Give in to me, Leon…" she whispered, coaxing. "Don't worry about me, as I've already chained you with my magic. This way, there is no way for you to hurt me. Not even a chance. Cause I'm the one who will be doing the work. In fact, it's you I am worried about right now." Her gaze became a little worried. "So just say it, Leon. Tell me it's okay for me to do this to you. Tell me if you want me to do this to you." Her whispers were low, hot, and enticing, causing Leon to swallow past that lump in his throat.

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