World After Worlds - Chapter 296

CHAPTER 042

Yanarym felt something heavy, specifically in her stomach area. She tried to turn her body around but she could not, something was restraining her. When she opened her eyes, she saw the beautiful scenery of spring and bamboo stalks. She wandered her eyes from the vicinity. She fell asleep in her room, but now they were on the spring mountain. They were sleeping on the same mattress but the surroundings had changed. The spring falls were there, her room was gone. The bed was inside this large hut, there were no other decorations. It was only the view of nature and a cozy niche to stay. She knew this place, this was where Matteo mindlessly stabbed her with his murderous cock. She smiled from the recollection, it was certainly a hilarious moment but a weird experience.

Was it because the author of the original storyline didn’t intend to put any explicit or sexual thing on the content? The characters were not as apprised as she thought they should be in the field of sex. However, she could guarantee that they were so versatile, they learn fast.

She veered her head to see who was from behind, crushing her body from the comfortable embrace. She saw the handsome well-structured face of Matteo, his eyes were intensely staring back at her. Did he even sleep or did he just watch me? Do entities like him sleep?

“Hello, Matteo,” his expression softened as she spoke. He caressed her cheek with his big hand, fingers slipped in her hair. Everything about him is big, Yanarym thought. He leaned forward to kiss her on the forehead.

“I like when you call me Teo,” he whispered to her, his voice was hoarse… deeper than usual. He was resting his forehead over her shoulders, “Did you sleep enough?” she shook her head.

“Loosened your hug, Teo. My neck hurts.” She yawned and he immediately heeded her request. She turned her body around and placed her arm over his torso while she buried her face to his chest. “How long have I been asleep?”

“Three hours,” he could not see her face with their position, so he fixed his attention on her hair instead. He had been contemplating earlier whether he could weave it through his hand, but he did not want to wake her. “Forty minutes, twenty-five… six seconds.” He could finally brush it through his fingers and embraced her closer.

Her skin skimmed on his, their calves casually entangled, body intertwined. Arms were resting at one another’s body like it was their own. Sex was good but holding her after that heated moment, felt great. Although his human body was still aroused, he could regulate his desire, or maybe, he was just obedient because he took her threat greatly into mind. He wanted to do this again, if he was given permission he would love her right now.

He did not foresee human sexual intimacy would be part of their relationship. However, now that they did it, that he knew how wonderful it was, Matteo couldn’t think of a way to let go of this way of expressing his feelings for her. He had to learn more things to please her, he read before this that there were many ways to romance a woman. He would execute it all to Yanarym… or maybe he could share the book with her, and she would teach him regarding it.

Nothing else was running on Matteo’s mind but to be in-depth what they currently had. Completely forgot the resolution he had earlier regarding the talk that they would have once they were done. Yanarym on the other hand was in some zone, she was in a reverie. The dream she had was pleasant, the images, the emotion she felt was comfortable, she wanted to go back…

“Can I sleep more?” She murmured, Matteo, paused at combing her hair and bringing it close to his nose.

“Of course,” his voice was tender but deep, it was serenading Yanarym’s consciousness to slumber. Also, the way he caressed her was so gentle and loving. It was pampering her bones to be lazy. “Sleep a lot. Lena told me before humans need to sleep a lot to grow. You’ve been busy recently, you never got a chance to sleep long enough to grow taller. Your height stopped increasing after you aged sixteen.” Yanarym processed his words to her ears, after minutes of loading she looked up to him. I have no time to sleep, that dream is not even mine, she grumbled to herself. Her mood unexpectedly swerved to pungent as soon as she came to her senses. I need to confirm the dream… right, what was that dream, it felt so real. What should I do? Yanarym mulled to analyze the situation.

Pushing her palms on his toned chest and frowned at his face. “You don’t think I’m a fidget, right?”

“A fidget?”

“Yes.” He didn’t answer as his brows crossed, confused with her question. She looked irritated which disturbed him. In what way did he offend her?

“Do you know I’m the tallest girl in my year, or even to my seniors? My height is not small. I am at my tallest, I can’t grow anymore. I’m beyond twenty.”

“You’re twenty-one.”

“So?” She hissed, Matteo blinked his eyes, I forgot to feed her, he concluded.

“…I don’t know, why are you getting angry? Are you hungry?” When she was younger, she was a picky eater, but if she was starved, her mood would become stale.

That personality of hers did not fail to present itself whenever she was beginning to starve. That was why Matteo always fed her on time, even though he did not need food in his system, he studied how to cook to provide for her. Lately, it was hard to be with her for a meal, she was busy and evasive—not home very often. Whenever he would look for her, she was alone at the academy.

The past few days, even though she would be back home late, she would still eat what he made her. Her appetite increased which lightened his mood despite him being angry from the odor of the filthy men lingering on her body. However, now that he had his scent wrapped all over her, he didn’t see any more reason to get upset. He was thinking of feeding her favorite dish for today.

Her lips pouted, “I’m not angry, I’m just saying… ” Since she pulled out from him, he lost touch with her head. Instead of running after her hair, he drifted his hands to her waist and snatched her in. He didn’t use force, because she hated it. He simply pulled her body at a gradual pace, she eventually followed him and rested back at him.

“Alright, I understand,” he coaxed her, and she nuzzled him back. “Are you hungry?” He asked again, assuming that she behaved, it felt like she was indicating she wanted to be fed yet was too shy to ask for food. Unlike when she was younger, she asked him little to nothing anymore. He liked granting her favors, it was the only way he could show her his affection without any words of affirmation… It saddened him that she was not asking him for gifts anymore. Even small requests were at the bare minimum. If he would not initiate, she would not talk to him. Not anymore, they were getting back to how they used to be… he would make sure before she ascended with him, he would win her heart.

“Hmm,” she slowly nodded her head, hiding her face from him.

“Should I cook you something? What do you want?”

“Anything available please,” she spoke weakly, her fingers on his chest were causing him tickles. She’s behaving adorably, why is she so shy?

“Look at me, Rym.” She did not move for seconds and then did what he told her, she looked up at him, and Matteo held her chin between his thumb and forefinger. “Why are you being shy? You were not like this earlier.” He did not mean to tease but seeing her cheeks turned pink, he could conclude he embarrassed her again. He never wanted her to feel that way when he was with her, he always wanted her to become confident and vibrant.

“I think I’m being shameless, I just recalled all of the things we did… what I made you do, what I was saying the whole time, my sultry voice commanding you.” She tried to look away but her chin was locked in his grasp.

“But I liked it,” Matteo’s lips curled mischievously, “I liked the way you were guiding me on how to please you, how to touch you, how to love you, I like it.” He caressed her lower lip and closed his eyes before resting his forehead on hers, “Be always like that, Rym.. Dominant, unwavering, in control, and I promise that I would always submit to you… always.”