Chapter 34 - Let Our Breaths Be Our Music

Warning: R18 content ahead...

With a single hand, he removed her top and hungrily stared at her bare chest. Without giving a single thought, he captured her taut n.i.p.pl.e in his hot and wet mouth making Persephone dig her nails into his flesh. 

She was moaning profusely as he fiddled with her breast. 

As his eyes found hers, he cursed out loud, "Dammit! You make me go crazy. You are so insatiable! So gorgeous! So mine!"

Perhaps nobody noticed as Santiago called Persephone his as both were lost in the sea of dirty pleasure. 

Santiago's hardness was poking her core, revealing to what extent he was going crazy for her. 

Persephone would never admit out loud that she enjoyed the moments when he lost control because of her. It was one such moment and she had no intention of waking him up from his daze. They could enjoy themselves for a few moments. Consequences be damned. 

"What's stopping you, Villain," Persephone said between the moans. "Take what you want. Take what you own. Do not hold back." 

Santiago unleashed another curse as he flipped her body, her cheek pressed against the mattress. He peeled off her shorts and her soaked panties. 

In a few seconds, he was standing naked, his hardness proudly standing. He stood by the side of the bed and brought her body close to him while working his hardness. Precum leaking from its tip.

Wrapping one hand on her hair and another on his waist, he entered her p.u.s.sy with a single thrust. She was so wet and tight around him that he started clenching his teeth. 

Persephone moaned loudly and wildly as he started moving inside her. He was fast and slow. Rough and gentle. She was going berserk with the delirious pleasure building inside her. She wanted to look at his face and watch him f.uc.ki.n.g her as if his life depended on it. She loves watching him f.u.c.k.i.n.g her. It was so damn therapeutic that nothing in the world could beat the feeling of him inside her. 

She would moan and scream when he would spank her ass or roughly move inside her or yank her hair. But she wanted more. It was not enough. She wanted him to claim her inside in the way it wasn't claimed before. 

He pulled out before he would come inside her and unloaded on her breasts. 

Just once wasn't enough for him too. He needed her even more. He flipped her body, making her face him before thrusting again. 

Gasps and moans were heard in the room for the next few hours…..

Now that Santiago was lying on the bed beside Persephone after cleaning up the mess they had created in her room, he was suddenly reminded that the ever energetic Persephone was sleeping when he came. When he should have asked her the reason, he was suddenly seduced by her, and look at him, he had yet to cook the dinner for himself. 

"Are you sleepy?" He asked Persephone when he saw that she was lying with her eyes closed but had yet to fall asleep. 

Persephone opened her eyes and replied, "Not sure. I have been sleeping for the whole day today. I don't think I can fall asleep anytime soon."

Now, this caught his attention. She was sleeping all day? It was not possible. She was Persephone for God's sake. This girl had more energy than a battery-operated sports car.

"Why? Did you not tour the island today?" Santiago asked her in a lazy voice. "Or are you already bored with your little expedition to various parts of the island?"

If she wasn't so tired and mentally exhausted, she would have glared at him. The nightmare had taken a toll on her body both physically and mentally. And the strenuous activity that she and Villain were involved in wasn't less tiring also. 

She just sighed but didn't reply to his question. She didn't feel like engaging in any verbal arguments with him today. 

"Why are you so silent?" Santiago asked again, suddenly hating her silence. Of course, there were times when he wanted her to shut her mouth but not at this time. He didn't know why but he wanted to know what's going on inside her mind. 

"I just feel like not talking tonight, "Persephone replied with her eyes closed. 

"Does it also mean that I don't have to dance with you tonight?"Santiago asked, enticing her with another seductive slow dance. 

"That..."Persephone hesitated before answering him.

"Ah? You are going to waste one of your previous wishes because of your bad mood," Santiago said in a very bored tone. However, he was anything but bored. "I think I should go back to my room since I don't have to dance with you tonight." 

Santiago said in such a tone that it seemed like he found dancing with her unacceptable and was very happy that they didn't have to dance together tonight. 

"No…." Persephone screamed as he was about to exit the door. "You can't go back on your words. Since it's my wish to dance with you every time we are together, you have to dance with me. A real man never goes back on hai words. Come back." 

How could Persephone leave the chance to make his life tough? No matter how sad or tired she would be, she wouldn't leave any chance to infuriate him. It was like seeing him in annoyance was the goal of her life. 

Ah, poor Persephone failed to notice the sneaky smirk on his lips. 

"You chose the song until I dress up," Persephone said to Santiago who caught her wrist before she could wear the last piece of cloth that was a top. 

"What's the need for clothes?" Santiago whispered as he pulled her into his arms. 

"You haven't played a song yet," Persephone said while gasping for breath. 

"Let our breaths be our music," Santiago whispered in her ear as he placed her hand on her bareback.

She positioned her bare feet on his feet and let him command the dance moves. She had never danced without music before. But allow her to say that this moment was one of the most precious moments of her life. 

Doesn't matter what the future holds for her, she will capture all these precious moments in every fibre that makes her. She will not care about the future or past but just this moment. She would live for such moments from today onwards. 

"What does this mean?" She heard Santiago's voice before his fingers traced the tattoo on her breast. 

"A reminder of my good times," Persephone said with a sad smile.. Although her reply was vague, it was enough to tell him that she wouldn't be telling him anymore, so he twirled her before catching her in his arms.