His Innocent Sera

Today, Sera prepared the meal herself as she was craving something homemade. And after last night's incident, she didn't think she was going to eat out anytime soon. The terror still throbbed inside her.

He was already seated at the table when she served him breakfast. He watched her with a soft gaze, basking in her warmth and care. Now he understood why his dad never allowed anyone else to serve him but his mom. It was a small gesture, yet one filled with devotion. She was making sure he didn't start the day on an empty stomach.

She looked so beautiful, so ethereal, that he couldn't stop staring at her. Then, she flicked her gaze to him, and his heart gave a powerful jolt. Their eyes met only for a brief second before she looked away, oblivious to the chaos she was stirring inside him.

She walked back into the kitchen after serving him. His gaze never stopped following her as she moved around in the kitchen, doing chores. From pushing her wild locks back to wiping her wet hands in the apron, she caught it all, and her every small gesture made his heart flutter with something profound. But it wasn't only his heart that was in trouble.

He called her. The girl tensed up at first before moving towards him. She stopped at a good distance.

"You want something?" she asked, fidgeting with her fingers.

"Come closer," he ordered, his eyes keen on her. Swallowing, she stepped forward. As she came within his arms' reach, he caught her wrist and made her straddle his thighs. Her hands flew up to his shoulders to steady herself, her eyes instinctively locking onto his bare chest.

Nate scooped some stew with a spoon and nudged it against her lips. She met his gaze, uncertain of his intentions.

"Eat," he urged. She parted her lips and hesitantly accepted the morsel. He took turns feeding her and himself; the shared moment filled with care and tenderness.noveldrama

He pushed the final piece of bread to her lips, only halfway in, and watched her fumble to finish it. She stuck out her tongue to wrap it around the piece, unaware of the effect she was having on him. His breathing grew heavy with need, eyes darkened. And in a split second, his mouth crashed onto hers in a kiss that conveyed longing and need. He kissed her, knowing she was his, knowing she was the only man in her life, and that's how it was going to be.

He pulled her closer, making her sit on his erection. Startled, she shifted, unintentionally grinding against him, sending a jolt of pleasure through him. She felt him getting harder. Gripping her waist, he rubbed her ass against his cock while devouring her mouth with no decency. The girl was subdued by his feral strength, intimidated by the raw need pulsating through his cock.

He broke their kiss. She let out a shaky breath, her nails digging into his flesh as she felt his hardness scraping her tender nerves. The chair creaked under their joined weight, groaning at every exerted pressure.

His gaze caught on every tiny twitch of her features as he slowly ground her into the realm of pleasure. The way she bit down on her lip to fight a moan, the flutterings of her lashes, the quivering of her eyeballs. She was caught between resisting and submitting to the temptation. Such a sweet temptation.

He wanted more. A lot more than this mindless grinding.

He bunched up her skirt and unzipped himself with eager fingers. Holding her gaze, he moved aside her panties and pushed into her. Gasping, she arched into him while he groaned, his eyes clouding with haze. Overwhelmed, she clung to his chest, inhaling deep, uneven breaths to steady herself. His scent wrapped around her.

He bounced her up and down on his cock, occasionally teasing her clit to fuel her carnal desires. She shivered every time he played with her sensitive bud. Her body's response to his touch hinted at her needs, too.

With a powerful thrust, he jabbed into her depths. She whimpered, falling apart under his rough ministration. Her body curled against him, her legs shaking.

"Easy, baby," he groaned, feeling her walls constricting his cock. No pleasure in the world could beat this feeling of being squeezed by her. She was all over him— her erratic breathing seared his chest, her soft locks tickled his neck, her arms were locked tightly around his shoulders.

The man couldn't hold in much longer and shot his load inside her. He hugged her close, reveling in teh warmth her body emanated. Her dewy, sweet scent made the experience even more heavenly. She also smelled of food that she had prepared for him.

Moments passed before she extricated herself. Nate watched her as she grabbed the table behind them and got to her wobbly legs. Avoiding his eyes, she spun on her heels to leave when he seized her wrist, stopping her.

"What happened?" he enquired. Her eyes snapped to him, flashing with defiance.

"You release inside," she stated, a sharp edge to her voice. It wasn't the first time he had done it.

He stood up, a mild frown etched itself across his brows.

"What do you mean?" he asked. His answer and casual approach vexed her immensely.

"What if I got pregnant?" she seethed. Understanding dawned on him. But instead of regret, all he exhibited was his possessiveness.

"Then we will raise our baby together. We are going to get married in a few days anyway," he argued back, sounding dead serious. Sera gaped at him in shock and disbelief. How casually he said that.

"I am only 18," she reminded him. Her life hadn't even started yet. There was so much for her to do and achieve. Settling down wasn't even in her mind. She wanted kids, but not now. Not for the next five years at least.

"You won't be the first one to conceive at this age," he countered, unfazed by her

remark. A profound wave of anger washed over her.

"I don't want to have a baby right now," she shot back, clenching her fists. Bitterness crossed his features.

"Why? Are you planning to escape from me?" he demanded. Her expression wavered, but she stood her ground.

"That's a huge responsibility. I am not ready for that. And..and I've dreams. want to become wan

something," her voice cracked amet

she explained. Despite her abysmal condition, her heart still held onto a fragile thread of hope.

"You've locked me up here. I've nothing to do, no one to talk to..... Just these four walls," she choked out, barely able to hold in. This place was eating away at her, hollowing out her soul. She could feel herself disappearing. Her ambitions had reduced to her desperation to get out of here.

Nate listened to her with a solemn expression, and then he took a step forward.

His heavy gaze weighed down on her with its intensity as he made it clear in a

firm voice, "I am not using protection with you."

He had no tolerance for barrier

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between them, not even for a damned rubber. He liked taking her raw, and he was obsessed with filling her womb with his seeds. He wasn't going to deprive himself of his needs. They were not in a casual relationship anyway, they were going to get married. She was going to be the queen of Italy. Their child would never come between her and her dreams. He'll make sure all her dreams come true, but he wasn't going to use protection with her, not now or ever. A child will deepen their bond.

After making hismelf clear, he walked away, leaving her disheartened once more. Just what made her think he would listen to her? She clenched her eyes, feeling a teardrop escaping.

The evening had settled in. She was in bed, flipping through a book, when something soft brushed against her feet. Startled, she let out a yelp. She glanced down only to have her eyes go wide in surprise.

There, staring up at her with wide, curious eyes, was a tiny snow-white kitten.