Chapter 9: Foreboding feeling
If you ever made it here and read the previous chapters before I posted this chapter, please try to read them again since I made slight changes.
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Under the faint glow of the daylight, the dimly lit cave was filled with the resounding noise coming from Atasha's grumbling stomach. Perhaps due to panic, she forgot about her current form and abruptly stood up from her seat wanting to leave the room.
Shame instantly crept on the girl's mortified plump face as the glacial wind blew a biting cold air making her exposed figure shudder. Subsequently realizing the man's gaze on her, she momentarily froze in a moment of silence. She frantically hugged herself in a futile attempt to cover her bare ample chest and save her naked glory.
Wanting to alleviate the awkwardness in the atmosphere, Atasha cleared her throat in an effort to act normal and break the ice. However, it seems that the man in front of her did not receive her hints!
Instead of looking away and forgetting what had transpired, the man chose to drop the bomb and state the obvious.
"Judging by the sound coming from your gut,"
He paused and looked down on the girl's flabby white belly which made Atasha more uneasy.
"You must be really starving."
Nemus said in a serious note without any visible change in emotion on his face.
"..."
With a complicated heart, Atasha who was speechless nodded.
Be that as it may, her mind is slowly deviating elsewhere. An unknown ripple stirs her heart while a voice in her head starts to take pleasure in the fact that his nonchalant reaction is making her feel shunned, bringing out her insecurities.
A familiar voice uttering familiar words rings inside her head, triggering a memory she had been meaning to forget.
"Do you know what I felt that night? I feel disgusted looking at the dreadful shape of your body! To think that I had to endure so many years just to bang an ugly pig. Tsk!"
The sounds of ridicule and giggling send her body into a turbulent state.
Atasha's trembling hands fell feebly on her sides, letting her bareness manifest in the open.
'It's alright. They're right. There's nothing to look at,' she mused mockingly, trying to convince herself with a wry smile/
Her mind was thrown in disarray and with a hollow stomach, Atasha felt completely empty inside. It's as if she had gone back to the time when everything was pointless, while she just turned cold without any drive.
Quite unexpectedly, without a warning, a dark and soft piece of cloth that carries a familiar scaly pattern was wrapped around her body. She lifted her head and saw the man carefully draping her with the smooth sheet to protect her from the cold. The slight gesture slowly enveloped her with so much warmth and tenderness, melting all the glaciers that rendered her heart frozen.
Perhaps due to the heat of the moment, without realizing it, Atasha boldly touched the beastman's hand and asked softly.
"Why are you treating me so well?"
Finally, she asked the thing that's been bugging her.
"You're not aggressive like the others."
She remembered how the other girl was treated violently by another beast. Instantly, she knew that the contradiction was like the two poles of the world. They're both beasts but they act so differently. Atasha saw the man's face and immediately scolded herself.
How can you compare them? That sex-crazed monster is like mud with loose character while this man's striking beauty is like a shiny black adamantine, solid and firm!
Nemus looked at the frail girl and didn't know whether to take pity or rage at her naivety. The girl obviously doesn't have a clue about what her simple statement is hinting at. A dangerous glint flickered in his eyes which he tried to suppress quickly. The girl didn't know how her mere words caused a stir in his system.
"Would you like me to be rough with you then?"
The snake man couldn't help but think of the various ways that he could make her wail in his arms if ever she wanted him to play aggressively with her.
"…"
Atasha was stunned by his response not realizing the thoughts brewing in the person's mind.
Shouldn't that be normal? He is a beast; isn't it a part of his nature to act unrestrained?
But certainly, she didn't want him to treat her badly. That being said, why did he have to respond with another question?
Atasha hung her head low and said, "Of course, I don't, but it confuses me that you're not acting the way you should be."
'Even though you're a little perverted, that is. You don't seem to be a bad person.'
Atasha wanted to add but chose not to offend him.
Nemus' face twitched, after hearing her suggestive words, which Atasha didn't really mean. The beast in him became uncontrollably excited.
He tried to suppress his urges throughout the period he stayed with her, but who would have guessed that the female didn't like how he was not acting the way he was supposed to be? He immediately recognized what she wanted, or so he thought.
'Then I will do just that.'
The four walls of the cave fell in silence. It was a little too late when she realized her transgression.
Swallowing a mouthful of air before lifting her head. Atasha decided not to let go of his hand. Instead, she clasps it tighter and bravely meets his eyes. Due to the distance, she was able to notice the slight twitching of his face which made her more nervous.
She initially thought that it was due to her daring words that made the beastman look frightful and now, he is going to punish her. Atasha closed her eyes preparing for what was going to come. However, instead of the pain that she was expecting, what Atasha received was a different kind of punishment under Nemus' hands.
"Ngh!"
A muffled moan escaped from Atasha's lips after the man squeezed one of her breasts on top of her brassiere. Atasha opened her eyes only to see the beastman's jaw clenching while quietly observing her reaction.
"What the-ah!"
Her back inevitably stretched in a forward arc, dropping the piece of snake's skin that covered her body owing it to the man who started fondling both of her hills while his tail moved to support her weight.
"So, you like your bosom getting screwed."
Nemus' tongue sensually licks his lips. His face beamed as if he had just unraveled one of the hidden wonders of the world. Atasha's eyes teared up out of embarrassment after hearing his crude remarks.
"Please filter your words! I don't enjoy-ah, my bra!"
Without a warning, Nemus snapped the string which connects the cups that cover Atasha's hills. A pair of huge white tits emerged bouncing up and down as if they were kotowing in gratitude after being freed from the suffocating fabric.
Nemus swallowed hard at the sight. It was the first time he saw an actual bare chest of a female in their full might, particularly in such a short distance. He was filled with the urge to ravage her beautiful pair of melons and eat them up.
Alas, Nemus unhurriedly proceeds to touch the pinkish nipples on her ivory racks, afraid that he would scratch them with his sharp fingernails. He curiously grasped the base of her nipples using his index fingers and thumbs, holding so tight and giving them a light circular pinch before pulling them like a rubber wayward.
"Ngh!"
Atasha tried to suppress her voice, but Nemus' touch sent countless electrifying lightning to her core. The jolting sensation rendered her witless, not knowing where to lean her head. Her breasts being out in the open undoubtedly puts her to shame, but after the man pinched her nipples, the carnal pleasure made Atasha give in.
"D-don't. Ah!"
The girl thought that she should make him stop. She had just met the man, but he was already touching her private part! Atasha tries to convince herself that she is not a loose woman!
Without a warning, Nemus hungrily conquered her peaks. His tongue expertly nibbled on her crowning glory and sucked it like a newborn baby while his hand accompanies the other one to play interchangeably.
"Don't what? Should I stop?"
Nemus gazes at her seductively before giving her cherries another slurp.
'Fuck!'
After being subjected to a gush of vitriol about her appearance, Atasha becomes biased towards relationships. Just the mention of intimacy makes her body revolt in disgust. Deep down, she still blames her bitter first encounter and the events that had transpired after.
Ironically, far from her usual reaction, her mind was clouded with the urge to be handled by him after feeling the fiery wetness of his tongue transversing through her arctic vast globes.
"Ngh, ah!"
All of her bleak accumulated protest instantly crumbled under the beastman's euphoric touch.
Atasha doesn't understand where this is coming from, but when she hears him threatening to stop, she becomes surprisingly alarmed.
After tasting the forbidden fruit of desire, Atasha kept all her carnal frustrations hidden away in her depths, afraid of another misery to befall her. Not knowing that someone would willingly open her pandora's box and flood her being with a stream filled with craving. A new type of thirst that only grows under the man's scorching touch.
Atasha's vision turned fuzzy the only thought in her head was to make her sensitive glands feel good under his keen service.
Deep down, did she want to be caressed?
Atasha remembered how 'that' person used and threw her after. How his words left her with scars that marred her nearly irreparably.
"You're just someone no one wants a piece of."
"You're a trash, Atasha."
"You should be thankful that I spent a night with you. At least I made you a woman before you die."
A stream of hot fluid flowed out to her cheeks. Atasha's blurry vision stared aimlessly. She was smiling but at that moment her heart was filled with bitterness. Without being fully aware of her surroundings, Atasha whispered her grievances.
"Do you see it, Leo? Someone's willing to take me in his arms."
The beastman's keen sense made her mumbling as clear as day. Her words caused Nemus' movements to stop abruptly. A foreboding feeling unsurprisingly rose from the depths of his core after hearing the female start calling for another man's name while making out with him.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone