Ensnaring his Dark Moon-Chapter 159: ...For me

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As the clock struck 12, Esme opened her eyes.

She glanced at the ceiling as she panted softly. She slowly raised her hand, running her fingers through her neck. She could feel the sweat on her body.

She had a dream. But for the first time in her life, she did not have nightmares nor did she see the sea in her dreams.

She dreamt of... Aleister kissing her. Not once, not twice, again and again.

Her body was hot.

Esme removed the sheets from her body and sat up on the bed, feeling the rapid beating of her heart.

She tilted her head to the side and glanced at the bed next to her which was separated by a curtain.

Esme could see the man’s silhouette under the pale glow of moonlight.

When did he come back?

She pushed herself to her feet and removed the curtains before walking towards his bed.

Her footsteps came to a halt and she came to stand beside the bed. As she looked at his sleeping face, Esme fell into a daze.

She thought about the first time they met near the cliff.

’What do you want from me? Wealth or my attention?’ He had asked her so arrogantly at that time and Esme was certain that she never felt so frustrated because of a stranger before as she did at that time.

Now that she looked back, they have come a long way.

As the thought crossed her mind, her gaze naturally shifted to his lips.

And the heat which had just subsided from her body was back at it again.

Her lips parted and she leaned closer to him. When their lips were inches apart, she gulped.

In the end, Esme shook her head and sat straight. She stood up and turned around to walk towards her bed.

But in the next moment, she felt a tight grip on her wrist and a gasp escaped her mouth as she was pulled to the bed.

Esme closed her eyes as her body twirled and before she knew it, she crashed into a pair of strong arms.

’’Taking responsibility is a thing, my dear moon,’’ As she raised her head and opened her eyes, she was met with a pair of blue eyes locked with hers, eyes dripping with desire, ’’You come to a man’s bed in the middle of the night, you lean closer and let that warm breath of yours tickle him and then you pull back and turn around to leave after all that teasing?"

Esme’s lips parted but no excuse or explanation came out of her mouth because she realized that she was caught RED HANDED.

’’And did you expect him to let you go, huh?" He asked.

’’I...’’

’’I was looking at the moon, counting the stars, thinking about something...’’ Aleister paused and flipped their positions, pinning her under him, ’’If you intend to say something like that, save it, Princess. Your body is still the honest one,’’ he whispered, his fingers grazing her knee gently as he felt her shiver under his touch.

Her chest rose and fell, her breathing slightly uneven. He was right. Her body was not that much of a good liar like her.

He kissed her chin, his fingers trailed upwards.

Esme tilted her head, her back arching slightly.

Her body jolted when she felt his palm on her thighs.

After taking a bath, she was so sleepy and muddle-headed that she did not bother with the layers of clothes. She ended up wearing a white nightdress that reached till her knees and there was nothing inside, no corset. She slept with the sheets covering her body. Little did she expect she would end up on his bed...

’’So, what is it that you want?" He asked, his fingers stroking her inner thighs while his lips gently grazed against her bottom lips. ’’Me?"

’’No,’’ Esme cupped the side of his face, intending to keep his face in place, to feel his lips against hers... properly.

’’No?" He raised an eyebrow.

’’No. You see...’’ Esme started, her voice came out breathy. She leaned closer to him and whispered beside his ear, ’’I have never been this intimate with any man before so it’s the curiosity that’s getting at me.’’

’’So, any man would do the same to you?" He glanced at her, his fingers still stroking her skin as his lips nibbled her bottom lips.

’’Uh-huh. Maybe,’’ she nodded, holding back on the moan that almost slipped from her mouth.

He glanced at her expressions as his palm moved higher.

As she took her bottom lips between her teeth, his finger slipped into her inner thighs, as he stroked her wetness with the tip of her finger, ’’And... this has nothing to do with me? Just any man...?"

’’Ah...’’ Her face was growing warm but she did not want him to stop. Whatever he was doing, she wanted more of it. Esme leaned closer to him as she closed her eyes, ’’Yes, nothing to do with y-you,’’ she whispered, her voice breaking towards the end as his finger applied pressure on her slick folds.

And in the next second, it felt as if someone has thrown tubs of cold water on her body as he retracted his hand and pulled her dress, covering her properly before he sat up.

Suddenly, she felt empty. "You..." She opened her mouth, realizing that she had nothing to say. What was she supposed to ask him?

Why did you stop touching me? It felt good. I wanted more... Was she supposed to say this?

She would rather die before saying things like this.

"Unfortunately Princess, I don’t want to be just ’any man’ to you," he shrugged as he placed his palm on her foot.

His index fingers drew circles on her ankle.

Esme bit her bottom lips, "...Maybe your face or your voice..." She pressed her legs together, "...did it to me," she spoke through gritted teeth, restraining her moans and curses.

The corner of his lips tugged up and he extended his hand towards her.

She glanced at his outstretched hand for a moment before placing her palm in his.

He pulled her up and she found herself sitting on his lap.

"Half-honest but..." His palm slid inside her dress and as he watched her eyes looking straight into his, his eyes narrowed, ’’...I will give you what you want,’’ he whispered.

Aleister wanted to tell her how desirable she was. He was not foreign to women throwing themselves at him but he never had a thing for those shy gazes and delicate looks. It was Esme for him. Maybe her tongue was still as shy but those two eyes... Those two stormy grey eyes. They demanded him to do things to her, with her...

A woman bold enough to state her demands all the while not saying a word. She was so desirable that he wanted to pin her right then and take her right there. For all night and all consequent days.

’’Ah,’’ Esme moaned and closed her eyes when his finger thrust inside her. It was slightly painful but the pleasure overwhelmed everything, including her embarrassment.

One thing that she was certain about was that she wasn’t going to be able to face herself in the mirror tomorrow. But tomorrow... has yet to come.

And maybe... maybe just today she can give in to what her heart has been craving for. His touch.

’’You are wet..’’ he whispered against her neck as he hoisted her up, one of his arms curling around her waist, ’’...For me.’’

She opened her eyes, denial apparent in them. Her eyes were filled with anger but there was hunger as well.

Just as he tried to retract his hand, she bit her bottom lips, ’’Yes...’’ the word reluctantly slipped off her mouth and before he could smile, she cupped his face and captured his lips.

Initially sloppy but as he increased the pace of his finger, she angled her head and kissed him deeply.

He removed his hand from her waist and moved it to the back of her head, his fingers gripping her hair as he kissed her back... roughly and passionately.

He took her bottom lips between his teeth and sucked on them hard.

As her breasts rubbed on his body, he restrained the urge to make her feel how she got him throbbing and hard.

’’Ah...’’ She gasped against his mouth when he slipped another finger inside her.

Her fingers gripped his back, her nails digging in his robe.

He tilted his head back to look at her face. Misty eyes looked at him with need and desire as her tongue slowly peeked out to lick her lips.

His throat ran dry, ’’The things you do to me,’’ he spoke near her chin, a low growl threatening to spill from the back of his throat as he kissed and sucked her chin.

And before she could recover her senses, he captured her lips once again and his fingers stopped teasing her.

He curved his fingers inside her and as she arched her back, he took them out of her wetness before thrusting once again.

’’Ahh...’’ she moaned in his mouth and he released her lips as she clenched around his fingers, coming on them.

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A/N: I’m not good at these Chapters so no dissing lmao "_"

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