Chapter 27

Ophelia still red at her seat, ate grumpily in front of Icarus. Icarus on the other hand wasn't any different from Ophelia's expression, he had felt betrayed by his own half-brother.

'..Curses, you Westerner had to ruin my chance...'

Damen felt obligated to put a finish in the messy platter he had in front of him. There were still a lot of affairs to work with when he goes back home.

"Alright, I think it's time to explain some things for Lady Ophelia." He sets the mood on its pace again.

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"Ophelia Marcias, despite the many things you've been through, I hope you will forgive us. The truth of the matter is that, we've brought you to the future where you would no longer exist. It seems you have really come a long way, and that is a fact. You were swallowed whole by the dark bead, no, you were treated like a sacrifice in order to contain the dark magic on one place. You were stuck in that mansion. As Kala's descendant, only you had the ability to use both light and at the same time contain the dark bead."

"This would also imply that everything you saw and experienced from that mansion were illusions that came from the dark bead." Icarus adds little by little.

An hour passed later on, and Ophelia could only revere in disbelief of her situation. The fact that it was her being trapped, a sacrifice, and how the future Icarus brought her out of it all –was far too much to accept in her current state. But she could live now, somehow she felt hopeful for the future as Icarus walked by her side, escorting her back to her room.

(Step, step, step)

(Thump, thump, thump)

That heavy silence was back again. Ophelia couldn't understand why she felt this way being alone with Icarus. It seems as if standing next to him wasn't enough.

'I want to feel him…'

Her mind whispered to her and she blushed at her own thoughts. Ophelia halted at the sight of her door. Icarus didn't speak a word but had kissed the back of her hand gently. Her hand burnt at the touch of his sinful lips.

'…why is it that when I'm with him-…' but her thoughts were cut off when-

"I won't wait any longer..."Icarus blurted out as if he had just been restraining himself not to give in to his desires. Pushing back the door, he carried Ophelia in his arms with one swift. His hands caressing her inner thighs which provoked her.

Ophelia had felt her urge for him to draw closer than they already were. Without much hesitation, she embraced her long slender legs at his waist, closing in the remaining distance and feeling his aroused manhood inside the thick linens where he hid his monster.

'...more...closer...I want to know'

Her eyes had shown a sincere display of longing for Icarus. Icarus laid her down gently without removing her legs. He laid on top of her and had planted a sweet, full kiss on her plump lips. Delicious as they looked, he began to dive into her for more. As if he had been fasting for days, the hunger only drove him to taste more of her...deeply, passionately.

Gasping for air, Ophelia couldn't keep track of how pleasured she had felt with every kiss planted on her. Their tongues had danced as if they were on tango, sometimes it was that long sucking sound that had made her even more aroused. A sweet, lustful sweat had escaped her forehead. It was getting hot in their clothes.

"...can you undo this for me?" Ophelia gaped at the man, wild in front of her. She had pointed at the ribbon he had done earlier, and this implemented him to take it to another level.

Icarus held Ophelia with his hand and had made her sit on his lap, their chest bumping into each other, with a flicker of his hands he made himself and Ophelia bare and vulnerable to each other. Their heat and sweat could now feel each other's and it made Ophelia shiver at the sensation.

Icarus was just getting started, his momentum wild and horny at the same time. Without a second, they began to devour each other again. His hands roam at his lover's sinful body that had made his crotch ready to go anytime soon. He fondled at her big bosom treats and had played at her nipples making them hard and impossible to displease. It was a moment of ecstasy and heaven.

Ophelia's flower had been wet and longing for Icarus. She had felt the orgasm spill on top of Icarus' hard center. It was her first time and she was sensitive to every touch. The room had been filled with love matter and moaning screams as the two readied themselves for action.

"...I'm sorry...I kept you waiting…" Icarus managed to say while gasping as he entered through Ophelia's love hole. He defiled her slowly and momentarily, letting her moan between pain and pleasure.

When Ophelia had accepted Icarus wholly inside, it was a signal for Icarus to let his extremes go. He ravished her inside making her lustful body moan and echo an erotic sound throughout the room, faster and faster they went until they couldn't.

Icarus wasn't stopping anytime soon, he had changed position and had laid Ophelia down on her back as he went back and forth, filling her insides to its deepest part. It was so hot and big inside for Ophelia, her wet flower had grew pleasingly tighter and her waist throbbed in pain. She wondered if she could still stand tomorrow. The moon who had seen it all would have glow a bright red shade if she could.

The two had finally felt peace in their embrace, as Icarus let himself go and Ophelia had come with him as if they had fully fulfilled each other's longing and waiting. Like black and white, they reunited as one. Lying down, with their shared warmth, the two drifted off to a long night sleep.