Drowning

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She'd followed him down down down, drowning in his darkness.

Every other woman wanted to rescue him, they thought they could get him out from the darkness full of mud, but not this one. Bended so fucking beautiful and tight around him. She'd willingly threw her body just to be with him.

She just needed to admit it to herself and to him, this way his plan could move smoothly. He desperately craved her.

She thrilled his soul, Xander thought she would resist more when she witnessed him kissing Norah. He fed from her misery, her pain, her agony.

But when he saw it all written on her face, it didn't fill him up.

He tightened his jaw when that pussy clenched in madness, she was about to cum, fuck. He needed to prolong it, to savour what he'd denied himself for days.

So he stopped.

Clara moaned in protest.

"Not that fast, babe. Don't cum until I let you, understand?"

She nodded her head in agony, eyebrows furrowed, lips slightly apart.

He gripped her hips, pulled out slow and pushed in slow, she wriggled her buttocks and started to meet his movement. Xander slapped her ass with a loud smack.

"Stay still."

He knew he denied her pleasure, but she would feel more if she waited. Hell, Xander hated himself for yielded to the woman she was supposed to hate. So he pressed his thumb on that spot.

"Xander, no!" her face in confusion and fear.

"Shh.. It's okay. It's going to feel good." He scooped up her wetness from her drenched pussy to that spot.

She gasped and struggled a bit, but he only rubbed it in circles, then sped up his thrust with his finger still pressed on it.

He knew she would come anytime soon, so he flicked her nub and she throbbed around him, mewling. At the same time, Xander pushed his pinky finger inside that puckered hole.

Clara shrieked from the sharp stabbing pain mixed with the pleasure, his eyes rolled up and he thrown his head back, growled as he released himself inside of her.

They stood like that for a minute then he pulled out of her, his mark slowly trails down her thigh. He helped her up and disappeared to the bathroom.

Clara was still standing in front of the mirror, breasts in full display, underwear still on her calves. She was like a baby that needs to be tend.

"Come here."

She wobbled towards him, that darn underwear made it hard to walk properly, Xander chuckled and lowered on the floor, he pulled it down from her feet with a tenderness that made her want to cry.

She was sore from his invasion, he turned on the shower, and tasted the water with his hand. Then he unclothed her, and pushed her in. The warm water hit her head and body.

"Clara, I already told you, you're mine. I could date a hundred women out there, and I'll still keep you here, with me. You won't leave me, babe. Ever."

"No, wait Xander. I can't do this to Norah! How could you toy with her feelings like this? We can't do it anymore."

"If she really want to be with me, then she'll accept it. I could tell her now if you want." He taunted.

"No please, she would hate me. Please, Xander.. Don't do this to her." Clara begged, on the verge of crying.

"Why not? She worship me, she wanted to be mine for so long, that's why she came to me last night. But you…" He shook his head.

"You don't want her to find out about us?" He asked.

Clara nodded her head, "Please, don't tell her."

"Then, all you need to do is falling in love with me. If you say so, all of this would end."

Then he walked out of the bathroom, leaving her standing under the shower like a dumb person. She pondered on his words.

Xander wanted her love? Is that all?

Then he would hear it now, as quick as possible Clara showered, dried her body and threw on her clothes, she searched for him in his room, but he was not there.

Then she descended the stairs and met Noah with stack of papers, walking out of his office. "Noah, where's Xander? Do you see him?"

"Woah, woah.. Slow down, Clara. What's wrong?"

"I just really need to see him right now." She urged.

"Xander won't be back until next week perhaps. Usually he won't stay this long in the mansion, he is held back and there are so many things he needed to do because of that motherfucker. But I'll be here to guard you and Norah. You don't need to be afraid, Clara."

Clara twisted her fingers, "It's not that, Noah. Can I call him using your phone?"

Noah sighed, "You know I can't do that, Clara. He forbid you to use a phone. If you want to say something to him, you can say it to me."

Clara was mad, so angry and in frustration. Maybe he was just toying with her. He left!

"You know what? Tell him 'fuck you'!"

Noah widened his eyes. "Are you sure?"

"Oh, I forget.. Add 'asshole' at the end. Thank you, Noah." She turned her back and walked to Norah's room.

She only heard his laughter rang from behind.

Clara knocked her room, Norah opened it with swollen red eyes, she was crying. The girl was in her casual top and jeans.

"Norah, honey. What happened?" Clara asked, it hurts to see her cry.

Did she witnessed her and Xander? Oh God!

She wiped her cheeks, "Oh, Clara.. They were tears of happiness, I'm just so happy that Xander wanted me to be his girlfriend. After all this time just waiting for him, I'm finally his! Can you believe it?"

Clara smiled, "Congratulations, Norah. I'm happy for you guys."

Liar!

Xander would still use her behind Norah's back. She would betray her, acted like nothing happened between them. She didn't want to do it, but she couldn't let Norah know.

It would destroy the poor girl.