Bride Shadow

Disillusioned

"em..ma.mas.." said Mitha stammered. I don't know since when the Eagle is behind him, grab the handle of the new door will close and lock it. Mitha stroked her chest in shock. He tried to walk as quickly as possible to the room. But apparently still lost quickly from the wide stride of the Eagle.

"why are you so seductive?" erotic whispers. A kiss lands on her lips begins******* hot, twisting and caressing each other. Mitha seemed to be made to float in an instant. His synthetic body weakened, resigned as the Eagles herded him onto the bed and laid him down without removing their hot links.

"Mas, stop.." cried little Mitha. The hypocritical words were clearly at odds with his heart wanting more. Yeah, he wants the Eagle to touch him here and here.

"Hmmm.." said the handsome man at the ripe age muttered. There was no word because his lips were busy exploring the wife's face and neck. Of course Mitha was made hot cold because of it. The burly hand did not stop cuddling his body, releasing each button of his clothes in a hasty motion. Somehow the movement is like racing with the breath of an eagle that stinged and getting shorter. Even that handsome face was already flushed withholding desire. The man slammed Mitha's body completely, curbing her as if afraid of her woman going wandering. Continuing every erotic movement he continued to do, forgetting his second clothes that had been scattered on the floor under the bed. Mitha could only close her eyes, enjoying every touch and kiss of the Eagle.

"Euugghhh.." Mitha was unstoppable when the Eagle touched the core of his body and stroked it slowly. His man had even played with his tongue there, making Mitha explode. Don't forget his fingers that continue to play on his chest.

"Don't hold it dear." whispered the Eagle who had not been since when it had poked his ears softly, bit him slowly and then again kissed him softly. Makes Mitha really unable to withstand the turmoil of her soul. The eagle smiled widely and again kissed her lips which may have swelled up because of her husband's actions. Unexpectedly, the once cold man was so warm and romantic in bed.

"Hold a little yes .." whispered again as the handsome man positioned himself to enter his soulmate's body. A powerful enough jolt, made Mitha squeal for it. The pain was so intense that his eyes were soaked in tears. The eagle kissed him at a glance, continuing his game. The breaths of the two hunted, sharing each other's warmth....

"Aahhhhh.." cried the Eagle restrained after his complete release. His burly body was still holding Mitha who was also stung out of breath. There is happiness in his heart. Now she is the perfect wife. The eagle had already refined his status and given an inner living for the first time to himself. A big smile on his lips, his hands moved stroking the cheeks of the Eagle who inexplicably looked at him very sharply. His big hand brushed off Mitha's rough fingers. A Cold and piercing aura flashed across the face without him before sitting his body down, pulling something softened from his nest.

"I've never done it with anyone but you" Mitha replied as if stuck in a throat. The eagle threw away his sight. Do not want to meet Paramitha who is afraid because of it.

"You think I believe?" he stood up, picking up his clothes.

"Mas.I swear. For God's sake, I never committed adultery." Mitha continued sobbing. Her chest feels very tight. Why does all this have to happen when the Eagle opens his heart? give her a little gap to enter and become a part of herself? But the eagle didn't seem to care. The man went to the bathroom and closed the door rudely. I don't know how long he flushed his body out in full clothes from there.

"Mas, believe me. I'm not who you're accusing me of. I ..."

"Stop Paramitha!! I'm sick of hearing what you say. You shameful low woman!! basic cheesy!" snapped the Eagle while coming out of that room. Again he slammed the door, making Mitha soar in shock with a trembling body. His wide step left pain in the corner of Mitha's heart that slumped into the floor afterwards. Cry broke...

If there's anything she cries, it's just the Eagle's last words. There was a sense of disbelief when the man called him a cheap, low and humiliating woman even though he could not blame the Eagle completely. He really can't prove anything. Any words or vows that come out of his lips will not be believed without concrete evidence. The point of view of any man will surely see it like an Eagle judges it. She was not virgin and disappointed her husband. A mistake he can't prove even if he's innocent for not doing it. Sometimes fate is more powerful than anything else.