Capítulo 118: Easing Out The Pain

Susan flushed, she was too embarassed to even hear, she didn't remember a thing, but Poly had narrated to her how she was carried back home by the master. 'I must have made a terrible mistake that day. Lord! I can't recall a thing.' Susan tried to cover her face, "Please don't"

but he didn't listen, "You said you wanted to be held by me even for once, you wanted me to see you as a woman. And" he neared his lips to her ears, "Make love to you."

Susan gasped.

"No...You...You...are lying.Can you not say such things?" She hid her face in her palms, but he removed them, and cupped her hot, flushed cheeks instead, "How can I lie to you? When you have already provoked me Susan Palwalker. Everyone knows I indulge in seeking pleasure in sex. Some even call me a sex maniac! So how can I not use this little skill I have to fulfill my Fiancée's wish?"

"It's just drunk talking...I wasn't in my right mind."

Amused at her coy countenance, he said, "That doesn't seem to be the case.So I must indulge in your wishes madam."

"You know how my body looks like." She looked at him, her large eyes we're filled with pain brooding into him, setting something like a wildfire inside him.

"You will hate it Nathenel. My scars are hideous you know how gross it is? You can get so many beautiful women.I have seen them while making the list.You don't have to compromise."

Who said he was compromising? He was already beguiled by this woman and he desperately wanted her. Doesn't she understand? What sort of self control does this woman have! However, he was waiting for the wedding night, for her to come to him.

"And is that the reason why you got inked and took so much pain?" His brows puckered, as he seemed to be troubled.

She couldn't bring herself to say 'yes' too embarassed to confess.

"That's..." Then she suddenly stopped as if remembering something and covered her mouth, "Don't tell me you are still scared of taking a needle.I do remember the face you used to make while taking a shot. Your nanny would bribe you with popsicles everytime." Susan bursted in a fit of laugher, "Sweet Lord Nathenel! They way you would never share those with me even once."

She laughed for a while as he watched her, she was at ease, and now was pulling his leg. But what took him aback was that, she recalled such a trivial thing about him.

They came a long way, and that was undeniable,

'But does she not see me as a man? she is barely covered at the top.' She is a beautiful distraction, and it was getting harder to focus in the conversation.

Nathenel caught her sizing him up, his brows furrowed as he said, “Are you making fun of me now, when you are at disadvantage? Don’t forget that I am not a kid anymore."

She gave him a startled gaze.

"Don't look at me like that Susan.” A devious smile appeared on his lips momentarily which made her heart skip a beat. Askance, Susan could not figure out what had offended him. She blinked her eyes at the words that sounded like an admonishment, but she was surprisingly baffled.

Beholding her momentarily, like a languid beast hungrily eyeing her.

"I never thought you were this brazen Miss Palwalker." He spoke with a spiked breath.

Their eyes met and a fire broke. In a flash, their lips overlapped.Nathenel's lips rubbed against her briskly, and then nibbled on them, causing her to open her mouth a little. He was constantly massaging her swollen lips with his own, he suddenly pushed his tongue inside digging into her mouth. Susan was losing her senses and reflexively responded to his tongue, entwining with him.

As he drew back he caressed Susan's cheek. Her bare cold shoulders, felt his fingers moving briskly, and it already send shivers inside her. Was she really so desperate for a man's touch? However she didn't feel a thing when Tylan touched her. Was it his touch that she had wanted? The girl whose first crush was Nathenel de Magnolia. His hand slowly descended and stroked the curves of her body gently as to not hurt her.

"Can I see it?" He asked with his eyes burning with desire.

Susan's cheeks flushed crimson, but she wanted him to see the art, she wanted to see herself through his eyes. Nathenel gently pulled down the wrapped towel, his hands were shivering as if dismantling a time bomb.

As her back was unveiled, there was a moment of silence, both of them weren't even breathing. And then he gasped, the skin was still red but the art was embossed, her scars had now turned into wings of an angel.

"You are beautiful" The words fell from his lips.

On her lean straight back was engraved a pair of large wings flung along the two sides of the spine, the feathers edging down her slim waist, towards her hips.

Susan had been keeping her eyes shut, but hearing him she quickly turned around. His expression one of passion, and amazement, as if he had seen something beyond this world, Nathenel couldn't stopped ogling at her.

Suddenly conscious of her bareness she clenched her towel.

"Are you in pain?" He managed a mono syllable question.

"It hurts a little bit, but the medicine has eased the pain. I will be able to walk out." She spoke in a trembling voice, burning under his gaze, he hasn't even took his eyes away even for once for her.

"That's not why I asked..." As he planted a kiss on the nape of her neck, and from then trail of kisses fell like showers on her back. His lips, a little hot compared to her cold skin.

Why was this girl's skin so soft and white? The needle had reddened her pure body. Nathenel had touched a woman's body several times to the deepest to the fullest bareness possible. But, this feeling was different, with them, it was always a brutal fuck. He would bang them to release his entrapped rage, more than passion it was anger and frustration emoted through lust.

However, as he touched her he wanted to be gentle, for someone who had been used as a tool and whipped to the point of being scarred. He wanted to show her a touch can be beautiful. He wanted to worship her, their unison should be long and passionate. She isn't just any woman, she is his bride. Therefore, even he wanted to devour her right now, he pulled the leashes of his patience. 'Not before the first night'. He reminded himself.

Just like a fallen angel, she was otherworldly. Nathenel was fully engrossed in licking her skin, which sent unforeseen tremors inside her inexperienced body. She held onto her towel desperately, but she was losing her mind.

"Na... nathenel" his name sounded like a lustful moan, Susan couldn't believe they were doing this at Tylan's tattoo outlet, he might come here anytime. As if she was in a trance she was unable to say anything or stop him.

"What are you doing?"

"I am easing out your pain" he responded while planting another stimulating kiss.

Nathenel had gotten too worked up caressing her bare back with his tongue. along the contours which had turned red because of the needle.

A persistent bang on the door broke their fixation. What they were doing like wild animals. But now both were exhilarated.

"We... shou... shouldn't" she managed to speak after a lot of effort.

Nathenel was still in the motion as he finally kissed her shoulder, looking vexed by the sudden intrusion.

"We should have done much more. I am fool to not having done anything for so long. You have no idea Susan I really will make up for it." He left a sly whisper in her ears.

Susan quickly got up to fetch her blouse.

He enjoyed watching her getting dressed in a hurry, she was red out of embarrassment, being watched.

"Can you please turn around?" She pleaded completely abashed of his shameless ogling.

"I know it's nothing for you to see a woman's bare body, but to me it's embarrassing." She rebuked.

He complied slightly hurt by her words, but he couldn't complain, all she said is true.

"But none of them were as beautiful as you are." She paused midway from doing the buttons of her silk blouse, when he asked something that took her breath away.

"Have you ever tried masturbating?"

His gaze was fixated on her mirror reflection, Susan was flustered, at a complete loss if words, she shook her head.

The door was banged again, she hurriedly straightened her clothes, he commanded, "Then hold it till now, let me be the first one to touch you Susan. I know I am undeserving but that's a request."

Susan was mortified, his words didn't match his persona, even if they lived a conjugal life, it's nothing to do with any romantic feelings. However just now he words felt heartwarming. Susan decided to subdue her thoughts. 'It's just a sexual thing. Nothing else.'

Nathenel opened the door to an angry Anastasio, a ruffled up Evelyn, and a Sebastian who looked terrified.

Susan looked around but Tylan was nowhere to be seen. May be it was good, because she would be too ashamed to face him now.

Nathenel could guess how much of Sio's wrath he must have faced, having disturbed him the middle of his venereal entourage.

"Don't even think of having sweet time while we are on clock." Anastasio glared. Although he knew they had lots of things to take care of, before departing for the Old Palace the next day, but he still felt irate, Sebastian was to be blamed as he had barely even kissed his little squirrel when he busted on them searching for his boss.

"Look at the time Susan! You sure make me forget the world." He planted a chaste kiss as he left grinning shamelessly at Anastasio who simply wanted to smack him down and kick his butts.

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