Chapter 44
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The door closed again, causing a strong gust of wind to hit Elena. She felt as if the wind was beating her body. She shifted her eyes to Gareth who was unpacking her belongings and tearing her clothes into pieces. She couldn’t do anything but watch the unseemly act in silence. The few clothes she had brought with her were turning into rags right in front of her as the sound of fabric ripping filled the room. For some reason, Elena felt like she was the clothes being torn by Gareth’s hands.
Gareth, who had ripped all of her clothes into little pieces, turned to Elena who was standing next to the bed. He grabbed the front of her dress and immediately tore it. The sound of fabric ripping filled the room once again. Elena stumbled but didn’t try to avoid him or grab his hand to stop him. Her indifference to his actions angered Gareth even more. Elena was soon stripped naked in front of him as Gareth reached out and groped her breasts tightly. “I have no right? What do you think you’re saying? You’re mine,” he snarled.
Elena stumbled backwards and shook from his rough movements. She started feeling faint, but Gareth didn’t help her. Instead, he pushed her by the shoulders, causing her unsteady body to fall onto the bed. He then began to remove his pants, deciding to show the rebellious woman who owned her.
Elena closed her eyes tightly as if to ignore the man who was grabbing her legs and forcefully spreading them apart. What was happening to her was a disgrace and an insult. Her emotions had shattered into pieces and seemed to have disappeared into thin air, leaving no traces behind. She no longer had any pride or anything else left to protect her. At that moment, Elena’s eyes shot open when she felt Gareth gently kissing her thighs. She was taken by surprise since Gareth had only been focused on forcefully pushing himself onto her until now.
Gareth held up Elena’s thigh and left red marks on her shining skin, starting from her thighs down to her calves. After he left marks on her feet and toes, he trailed back up to her calves and thighs, then kissed the pink inner skin between her legs. After the gentle kiss, he stuck his tongue out and licked the area carefully. As if she were a rock, Elena remained still, but he could feel the stiffness in her thighs loosen a little. This was the first time Gareth was being gentle to a woman. He was doing this because she was his, and he didn’t want to hurt her. Gareth rubbed his nose against her soft hair, and her sweet, enticing scent filled his senses.
Elena shut her eyes again, wondering how she should go on with her life from here on. She wondered if she would now have to live the life of a prostitute. That’s what common sense told her; she had fallen into a deep abyss and believed that she no longer had the right to mention Townsend, her family’s name, with her mouth.
‘Rowena, Marina… What should I do now…’
Meanwhile, Gareth’s touches became more passionate. After his lips finished sucking on her sensitive and soft inner flesh, his thick, long fingers squeezed through her cramped passage. He intruded slowly into her narrow, dry passageway. As if to protect itself, Elena’s body began to secrete fluid. Sensing that it would otherwise be badly injured by the invasion, her body was beginning an instinctive defense.
Gareth raised his upper body and spread her legs further apart when he felt his fingers enter her smoothly with the help of her secretions, then inserted them even deeper. He wasn’t sure if all the stiffness was gone. He was unfamiliar with this kind of behavior as he had never approached a woman so slowly before as to plead her, but continued.
Her hot and cramped canal smoothly accepted his intrusion. Gareth continuously fumbled his finger deep inside Elena. He didn’t want to hurt her nor did he want to force himself inside her. His persistent touches gradually made Elena moist and her inner flesh indescribably tender.
Gareth took a deep breath. He pulled his finger out and, this time, began to insert himself inside her. He began to move slowly when he saw Elena’s forehead wrinkle from pain. He moved deeper and deeper as he felt her inner walls wrap around him. Their adjoined sensitive parts allowed Gareth to feel Elena’s pulse.
Elena’s breathing eventually became rough. She was like a lantern shaking from the wind. Her body shook as Gareth pulled himself out to her entrance then entered deep into her again. Gareth was like the wind; a gust of wind that threatened to extinguish the light in her lamp. The desire to be extinguished and the desire to protect her light clashed loudly in her heart. With the violent wind swirling around her, Elena began to lament over the fact that she was nothing but a mere lamp. She wondered if she had to live every day in fear knowing she would be shaken by him like this and eventually put out. She began to worry about how she would feel once her light went out, and if she had to just sit back in silence while watching it go out.
Gareth’s movements became faster and more intense. However, he felt nervous. Elena was looking at him, but it felt as if she was in another world. He had held her in his arms multiple times but this was the first time he was feeling this way, or rather, this was the first time he was feeling this way in his life. Filled with uneasiness and impatience, Gareth began to move more harshly against her. Even so, Elena gave no reaction.
Unable to stand Elena’s apathy, Gareth gritted his teeth and eventually shouted, “Look at me, Elena. Elena!”
She was looking at him. Her eyes were clearly directed towards him, but he couldn’t feel anything. It was driving him crazy how her warmth and tenderness, that once gently embraced him, had turned so cold. Gareth didn’t know what to do, as he had never met a woman like this before. At that moment, the pleasure that wrapped around him made him shudder. Gareth let out a short groan as he let himself go deep inside Elena.
Gareth rolled to the side, removing his heavy weight from Elena. He got down to the floor, breathing heavily. He then picked up the pants that he had tossed to the side and took a step away. He glanced at Elena, who was still lying naked, from the corner of his eye. Her eyes were closed. The unbearable and unfamiliar silence seemed to suffocate him.
Choked from the stillness, Gareth opened his mouth again.
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The door closed again, causing a strong gust of wind to hit Elena. She felt as if the wind was beating her body. She shifted her eyes to Gareth who was unpacking her belongings and tearing her clothes into pieces. She couldn’t do anything but watch the unseemly act in silence. The few clothes she had brought with her were turning into rags right in front of her as the sound of fabric ripping filled the room. For some reason, Elena felt like she was the clothes being torn by Gareth’s hands.
Gareth, who had ripped all of her clothes into little pieces, turned to Elena who was standing next to the bed. He grabbed the front of her dress and immediately tore it. The sound of fabric ripping filled the room once again. Elena stumbled but didn’t try to avoid him or grab his hand to stop him. Her indifference to his actions angered Gareth even more. Elena was soon stripped naked in front of him as Gareth reached out and groped her breasts tightly. “I have no right? What do you think you’re saying? You’re mine,” he snarled.
Elena stumbled backwards and shook from his rough movements. She started feeling faint, but Gareth didn’t help her. Instead, he pushed her by the shoulders, causing her unsteady body to fall onto the bed. He then began to remove his pants, deciding to show the rebellious woman who owned her.
Elena closed her eyes tightly as if to ignore the man who was grabbing her legs and forcefully spreading them apart. What was happening to her was a disgrace and an insult. Her emotions had shattered into pieces and seemed to have disappeared into thin air, leaving no traces behind. She no longer had any pride or anything else left to protect her. At that moment, Elena’s eyes shot open when she felt Gareth gently kissing her thighs. She was taken by surprise since Gareth had only been focused on forcefully pushing himself onto her until now.
Gareth held up Elena’s thigh and left red marks on her shining skin, starting from her thighs down to her calves. After he left marks on her feet and toes, he trailed back up to her calves and thighs, then kissed the pink inner skin between her legs. After the gentle kiss, he stuck his tongue out and licked the area carefully. As if she were a rock, Elena remained still, but he could feel the stiffness in her thighs loosen a little. This was the first time Gareth was being gentle to a woman. He was doing this because she was his, and he didn’t want to hurt her. Gareth rubbed his nose against her soft hair, and her sweet, enticing scent filled his senses.
Elena shut her eyes again, wondering how she should go on with her life from here on. She wondered if she would now have to live the life of a prostitute. That’s what common sense told her; she had fallen into a deep abyss and believed that she no longer had the right to mention Townsend, her family’s name, with her mouth.
‘Rowena, Marina… What should I do now…’
Meanwhile, Gareth’s touches became more passionate. After his lips finished sucking on her sensitive and soft inner flesh, his thick, long fingers squeezed through her cramped passage. He intruded slowly into her narrow, dry passageway. As if to protect itself, Elena’s body began to secrete fluid. Sensing that it would otherwise be badly injured by the invasion, her body was beginning an instinctive defense.
Gareth raised his upper body and spread her legs further apart when he felt his fingers enter her smoothly with the help of her secretions, then inserted them even deeper. He wasn’t sure if all the stiffness was gone. He was unfamiliar with this kind of behavior as he had never approached a woman so slowly before as to plead her, but continued.
Her hot and cramped canal smoothly accepted his intrusion. Gareth continuously fumbled his finger deep inside Elena. He didn’t want to hurt her nor did he want to force himself inside her. His persistent touches gradually made Elena moist and her inner flesh indescribably tender.
Gareth took a deep breath. He pulled his finger out and, this time, began to insert himself inside her. He began to move slowly when he saw Elena’s forehead wrinkle from pain. He moved deeper and deeper as he felt her inner walls wrap around him. Their adjoined sensitive parts allowed Gareth to feel Elena’s pulse.
Elena’s breathing eventually became rough. She was like a lantern shaking from the wind. Her body shook as Gareth pulled himself out to her entrance then entered deep into her again. Gareth was like the wind; a gust of wind that threatened to extinguish the light in her lamp. The desire to be extinguished and the desire to protect her light clashed loudly in her heart. With the violent wind swirling around her, Elena began to lament over the fact that she was nothing but a mere lamp. She wondered if she had to live every day in fear knowing she would be shaken by him like this and eventually put out. She began to worry about how she would feel once her light went out, and if she had to just sit back in silence while watching it go out.
Gareth’s movements became faster and more intense. However, he felt nervous. Elena was looking at him, but it felt as if she was in another world. He had held her in his arms multiple times but this was the first time he was feeling this way, or rather, this was the first time he was feeling this way in his life. Filled with uneasiness and impatience, Gareth began to move more harshly against her. Even so, Elena gave no reaction.
Unable to stand Elena’s apathy, Gareth gritted his teeth and eventually shouted, “Look at me, Elena. Elena!”
She was looking at him. Her eyes were clearly directed towards him, but he couldn’t feel anything. It was driving him crazy how her warmth and tenderness, that once gently embraced him, had turned so cold. Gareth didn’t know what to do, as he had never met a woman like this before. At that moment, the pleasure that wrapped around him made him shudder. Gareth let out a short groan as he let himself go deep inside Elena.
Gareth rolled to the side, removing his heavy weight from Elena. He got down to the floor, breathing heavily. He then picked up the pants that he had tossed to the side and took a step away. He glanced at Elena, who was still lying naked, from the corner of his eye. Her eyes were closed. The unbearable and unfamiliar silence seemed to suffocate him.
Choked from the stillness, Gareth opened his mouth again.
The door closed again, causing a strong gust of wind to hit Elena. She felt as if the wind was beating her body. She shifted her eyes to Gareth who was unpacking her belongings and tearing her clothes into pieces. She couldn't do anything but watch the unseemly act in silence. The few clothes she had brought with her were turning into rags right in front of her as the sound of fabric ripping filled the room. For some reason, Elena felt like she was the clothes being torn by Gareth's hands.Gareth, who had ripped all of her clothes into little pieces, turned to Elena who was standing next to the bed. He grabbed the front of her dress and immediately tore it. The sound of fabric ripping filled the room once again. Elena stumbled but didn't try to avoid him or grab his hand to stop him. Her indifference to his actions angered Gareth even more. Elena was soon stripped naked in front of him as Gareth reached out and groped her breasts tightly. I have no right? What do you think you're saying? You're mine, he snarled.Elena stumbled backwards and shook from his rough movements. She started feeling faint, but Gareth didn't help her. Instead, he pushed her by the shoulders, causing her unsteady body to fall onto the bed. He then began to remove his pants, deciding to show the rebellious woman who owned her.Elena closed her eyes tightly as if to ignore the man who was grabbing her legs and forcefully spreading them apart. What was happening to her was a disgrace and an insult. Her emotions had shattered into pieces and seemed to have disappeared into thin air, leaving no traces behind. She no longer had any pride or anything else left to protect her. At that moment, Elena's eyes shot open when she felt Gareth gently kissing her thighs. She was taken by surprise since Gareth had only been focused on forcefully pushing himself onto her until now.Gareth held up Elena's thigh and left red marks on her shining skin, starting from her thighs down to her calves. After he left marks on her feet and toes, he trailed back up to her calves and thighs, then kissed the pink inner skin between her legs. After the gentle kiss, he stuck his tongue out and licked the area carefully. As if she were a rock, Elena remained still, but he could feel the stiffness in her thighs loosen a little. This was the first time Gareth was being gentle to a woman. He was doing this because she was his, and he didn't want to hurt her. Gareth rubbed his nose against her soft hair, and her sweet, enticing scent filled his senses.Elena shut her eyes again, wondering how she should go on with her life from here on. She wondered if she would now have to live the life of a prostitute. That's what common sense told her; she had fallen into a deep abyss and believed that she no longer had the right to mention Townsend, her family's name, with her mouth.Rowena, Marina What should I do now'Meanwhile, Gareth's touches became more passionate. After his lips finished sucking on her sensitive and soft inner flesh, his thick, long fingers squeezed through her cramped passage. He intruded slowly into her narrow, dry passageway. As if to protect itself, Elena's body began to secrete fluid. Sensing that it would otherwise be badly injured by the invasion, her body was beginning an instinctive defense.Gareth raised his upper body and spread her legs further apart when he felt his fingers enter her smoothly with the help of her secretions, then inserted them even deeper. He wasn't sure if all the stiffness was gone. He was unfamiliar with this kind of behavior as he had never approached a woman so slowly before as to plead her, but continued.Her hot and cramped canal smoothly accepted his intrusion. Gareth continuously fumbled his finger deep inside Elena. He didn't want to hurt her nor did he want to force himself inside her. His persistent touches gradually made Elena moist and her inner flesh indescribably tender.Gareth took a deep breath. He pulled his finger out and, this time, began to insert himself inside her. He began to move slowly when he saw Elena's forehead wrinkle from pain. He moved deeper and deeper as he felt her inner walls wrap around him. Their adjoined sensitive parts allowed Gareth to feel Elena's pulse.Elena's breathing eventually became rough. She was like a lantern shaking from the wind. Her body shook as Gareth pulled himself out to her entrance then entered deep into her again. Gareth was like the wind; a gust of wind that threatened to extinguish the light in her lamp. The desire to be extinguished and the desire to protect her light clashed loudly in her heart. With the violent wind swirling around her, Elena began to lament over the fact that she was nothing but a mere lamp. She wondered if she had to live every day in fear knowing she would be shaken by him like this and eventually put out. She began to worry about how she would feel once her light went out, and if she had to just sit back in silence while watching it go out.Gareth's movements became faster and more intense. However, he felt nervous. Elena was looking at him, but it felt as if she was in another world. He had held her in his arms multiple times but this was the first time he was feeling this way, or rather, this was the first time he was feeling this way in his life. Filled with uneasiness and impatience, Gareth began to move more harshly against her. Even so, Elena gave no reaction.Unable to stand Elena's apathy, Gareth gritted his teeth and eventually shouted, Look at me, Elena. Elena!She was looking at him. Her eyes were clearly directed towards him, but he couldn't feel anything. It was driving him crazy how her warmth and tenderness, that once gently embraced him, had turned so cold. Gareth didn't know what to do, as he had never met a woman like this before. At that moment, the pleasure that wrapped around him made him shudder. Gareth let out a short groan as he let himself go deep inside Elena.Gareth rolled to the side, removing his heavy weight from Elena. He got down to the floor, breathing heavily. He then picked up the pants that he had tossed to the side and took a step away. He glanced at Elena, who was still lying naked, from the corner of his eye. Her eyes were closed. The unbearable and unfamiliar silence seemed to suffocate him.Choked from the stillness, Gareth opened his mouth again.
