Chapter 68 - (H) SHIRT

Her luscious mouth touched his lips, and Kane immediately locked their lips and looked for her tongue. Because of that, she made a muffled noise, moaning and grunting with their mouths together.

"Hmm," her hips stopped moving and Kane stopped devouring her. "Put it in please." She stared straight into his eyes and Kane could see her erotic and sensual expression begging him to do her.

Kane returned the gaze with a lot of intensity. He shifted her body to the couch behind him, he inserted his hands on her shirt and kneaded and squeezed her mound roughly. She was about to take off her oversized shirt but Kane stopped her.

"It's too cold, keep it." He topped her and nibbled on her lower lips. He aimed at her hole without looking and thrust his hips to penetrate her. Her body arched, Kane had to pin her waist to the couch for him to wholly infiltrate her without an interception.

Kane had to stop kissing her and buried his face on her neck as the excruciating pleasure envelops his body. He gasped and pulled his shaft out of her and jabs her to her wall. As they both adjusted, he didn't hold back and rock his hips, banging her cunt deep and coarsely.

"Rym, you f-feel so good." He grunted on her ears, but her only reply was mellow cries of happiness. Kane faced her again, she wrapped her arms around his neck and their eyes met filled with affection and lust. "I l-love you Rym." He moaned and showered her face with kisses.

"Ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah…" her body curls and stretches. Her hands would push him or pull him. Seeing how restless she is, Kane can't feel more confident, he keeps doing greater than he does. "K-kane!"

When Kane was satisfied with kissing and worshiping her, he pulled her legs to the edge of the couch. He extended his arms and focused his attention on their colliding flesh.

"N-no! Ah! Kane!" She shouted violently as he began crashing into her rougher and deeper. He intertwined their hands, she sharply gasped for air as her eyes became misty. "I-i'm c-cumming… "

"N-no, not yet, hold it f-for me, don't come yet ..." He said with difficulty to her and hugged her waist tightly and accelerated and intensified the movement to keep up with her orgasm. "Rym ... haah ... Rym!"

"Ahhh!"

When they both reached their climax, he immediately felt her body shaking as her cunt discrete massive amounts of juices. Kane lifted his upper body and looked at her relieved expression. He touched she's cheek and faced her.

She blinked softly, traces of translucency of her tears were still in her eyes. Her cheeks and lips were all rosy. And she's already sluggish. Kane wipes her sweat and tears away.

"You eat so much but lack so much stamina." He laughed and caressed her cheeks lovingly, after minutes of romancing her, she looked like giving out.

"I'm sleepy Kane." She mumbled and tried to keep her eyes open. Kane smiled wider and bestowed a kiss on her forehead.

"Yes, you are." He kissed her all the way to her neck, "But I know your limit is three rounds." He whispered roguishly and licked her collarbone. She moaned his name while pushing him away but her arms were like limp noodles. "Come on, I haven't loved you like this for a month." He mumbled to her sweetly.

She pouted her lips and sighed, "Fine." Hearing her weak voice and approval Kane kissed her lips and carried her body to sit on top of him. He circled her legs to his hips and placed her on the carpet.

Despite the steamy session of Yanarym and Kane. Two weeks from the present, someone hasn't felt the warmth of the sun for a long time. That would be Alyana who was confined in a room with no windows, only a block of cemented cold walls and floor. There was also a toilet bowl in her room, but it wasn't stealth of view. Beside it was a bucket of water and a roll of tissue. Both her hands were tied so she could only eat and drink with her mouth. Her body was laying on the solid floor with no cover or anything that could cushion her body.

On her first day in this room, she wasn't still sure how she managed to be here. When the last thing she remembered was lying on the bed of the apartment that her personal assistant showed her. Then, she woke up when a huge hooligan was tying her hands. She begged and asked the man a few times but he was like a rock, no mouth or tongue to answer her. She could not accept that she was kidnapped and had no contact with the outside world.

The next day her panic came to life and thought that the hooligan might do something to her, she wasn't certain if she was kidnapped or abducted. Her emotions overflowed and anger prevailed, that's why she tried to attack the man yet easily repelled her by punching her stomach. She had a fever all night because of what happened and she was not given any medicine or anything to aid her. They just left lying on the cement lifelessly overnight. Alyana felt aggrieved, she silently cried for herself.

She could not understand why she was experiencing this. She shouldn't be the one suffering inside this room but Yanarym! She should not be the one being abused and lying on the cold floor but Yanarym! She shouldn't be crying and questioning the worth of her life but Yanarym! She should not be the one hated and despised by the whole world but Yanarym! Yanarym was supposed to go all through this! Because she was supposed to be where Yanarym was. Alyana curled into a ball and wailed loudly, Yanarym took the life she wanted!

Alyx's love was originally hers, but that slut seduced him so she lost his favor.