ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)

Chapter 39's

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Morgan walked through the woods. The sun was about to sink, but his little wife did not return. Negative thoughts were lodged in his brain when their conversation moments ago flashed back in his memory.

With a sure pace, with raging feelings, he walked through every inch of the forest. Sharpen his eyesight so that nothing is missed.

His eyes narrowed when he caught an object that was able to make his heart pound. Only one word came into his brain,

"Beautiful"

Morgan sped up his steps when the orange beam struck his wife's face. He really felt uneasy when the fear that suddenly appeared in his mind could have come true.

He didn't want the girl to leave him. He must admit, if he really has fallen too deep. To hell with his pride, or even his promise to his first wife not to touch the girl.

Right now, there is something far more important than everything. That is, keeping the girl by his side. It doesn't matter whether it's in a soft way, or even a dirty way. Didn't he have also used dirty means to be able to tie the girl by his side?

"I, won't let you go Castela. You're just mine. JUST MINE!" he said with great emphasis.

Morgan pulled Castela's wrist. Makes the girl flinch from her daydream.

"What are you doing?" Castela asked in a dislike tone.

Morgan did not reply, he just kept pulling Castela's hand to follow her. Castela frowned.

'What else is this man planning?' that's how her inner question is.

But he can only obey, the interest is not impressed pushy, Castela can let go if he wants. But he ignored his intention, he realized one thing in this situation, Morgan was not wanting to be denied.

For a moment before it got too far, Castela turned her gaze back towards the ocean. Trying to find that figure. Is he still there? Is that figure real?

But he found nothing. Or rather, not being able to find it. Because of the darkness of the night, it completely swallowed up all the light and objects that he had seen before.

Only the sound of waves pounding increasingly stronger. And the night wind is getting faster and faster. Fly her dress that has been wet at the bottom because it was hit by the waves.

They arrived at the tent, even Castela did not realize that since Morgan had been carrying it ala bridal style. Making several pairs of eyes stare at them twinkle.

Morgan's voice forbade anyone to enter the tent until tomorrow morning. Breaking up Castela's daydreams about, since when she was in the man's sling.

Not only that, Morgan also told the soldiers to stand guard away from the tent. Even they did not realize, if among those praising gazes, there was a glare wrapped in anger that was struggling to hold back the emotions within him that were turbulent.

Morgan closed the tent door, didn't let anyone in. Even the candles that are installed in every corner he turns off. Only tells of two candles in each corner of the bed that he and Castela had been in.

Castela felt a danger alarm as Morgan laid her on the bed. Castela wanted to rise, but somehow since when Morgan had confined himself under the man.

Castela gulped his salivary as their faces were only five Sentions away at this moment. Castela could feel the smell of Morgan's breath smelling mint as it hit her face. Castela tried to avert her gaze, but as quickly as lightning Morgan pulled Castela's face and kissed her lips, the lips that first made Morgan feel a strange sting and a tense sensation for the first time.

The kiss was demanding, forcing Castela to make room for her tongue. Castela glared in disbelief as her lips were bitten off by Morgan for not opening her mouth. Even just to breathe, he had to take pains.

Morgan, who noticed her cheeks looking wet, stopped her paging. He wiped Castela's tears with his thumb. Then his hand turned to pink lips that already looked swollen with wounds that were still bleeding because of his actions.

"Sorry,"

Morgan cleaned up the wound, then focused back on Castela. Both of his eyes were currently foggy of passion. He really is at his limit. With a hoarse voice, he looked back at Castela who was also staring at him.

"Can I, do it? I, I can't stand it. But if you can't, I won't force you. I can look for-"

Castela stopped Morgan's remarks. He knew where the man was talking. After all, she was an adult woman in her old world. He could see that Morgan had been struggling to hold it.

Castela kissing Morgan's lips made the man surprised. Even though he had never done this before. It looks funny in Morgan's eyes when Castela is in slow motion***** her lips.

However, there was a sense of pleasure in her because this girl did not refuse at all, just like back then.

Morgan took over, it was****** gently* the lips that had become his candlestick. Taste it while feeling a sweet taste that really does not change.

The kiss went down to the girl's jaw. Then he switched to his neck. Licking him and biting him to make the girl below groan.

"S-shh mhor-ghan!"

Racau Castela as one of Morgan's hands plays behind her dress. While the other hand was still busy looking for the hook of the dress he was wearing

The wild side in her got up in awe when she heard the voice of******* coming out of that beautiful mouth. Yet this. Not yet, too soon for them to do so.

Morgan's lips return*******Castela's lips to muffle the sound. He still wants to take off a little miss. Morgan could see the resigned look on the emerald green netra mixed with the annoyed look as Morgan was actually playing with his body.

Castela was really very tortured. I don't know what feelings make his body feel thirsty and want to be touched immediately by the man who is currently on top of his body.

Castela knows what this guy is doing. Impatiently, Castela helps Morgan remove the man's clothes. A shirt had slipped off making Morgan for a moment surprised, but afterwards he smiled. It would seem that this girl is really impatient.

Castela also helped take off her dress because of Morgan's movement which she said was very long. Morgan took off Castela's dress and threw it in any direction without letting go of their pawns.

Morgan's kiss is now back down Castela's neck. This kiss was different from the kiss. This time, she gave a wet kiss that made the girl's hormones rebel again.

"S-shh Ahh I-I'm not strong." Castela sighed as she felt something beneath her feel wet.

"Get it out baby, it's okay." Morgan said sensually in Castela's ears which made the mist of passion in her eyes even clearer.

He was really embarrassed when he saw Morgan's face approaching his heirloom, then playing there, getting rid of the triangular cloth that covered the place.

In contrast to Morgan, she instead looked at Castela who currently looks many times more beautiful than usual. Morgan stood up from there, making Castela instantly startled. Is that man going to leave her?

But the thought was dismissed when he saw Morgan now walking closer without wearing a thread. He restrained Castela under him, his playful actions were finished. Time to play the real game.