Ella:
My heart came to my throat in fear when suddenly the devil appeared in front of me from the dark. I stumbled and was about to fall when he held me tightly in his arms. In the fear of falling, I subconsciously held his arm tightly and our bodies are now stuck together.
Unknowingly, I was pressing myself into him and didn't even realize it, until I felt something hard pressing on my stomach. I froze and looked up at him, his eyes were dark and full of lust.
Feeling frightened, I tried to move away just to make things worse, he grunted and then hissed, "Don't move," His expressions were showing pain and tolerance.
I don't know what pain he has, a soulless creature, and also what he is trying to tolerate? Is there anything superior to a devil in this world and that also against a simple weak human like me?
I stopped immediately while blinking my eyes in confusion and curiosity.
He didn't let me go, instead, he very gently pushed me down and sat on the grass while pulling me on his lap. I was careful to not touch his hard part and he too looked concerned about it.
I kept my head lowered, fidgeting with my fingers, not knowing what to say or do? I am sitting in the devil's lap. What am I supposed to do?
My heart was pounding heavily and the fear was consuming my whole body.
"Ella..." The devil sighed deeply and broke the silent atmosphere between us.
"Look at me," He ordered me, and I shook my head like a small child while my eyes started getting watery, feeling scared of him.
"Huh..." He took a long sigh and then I felt his fingers on my chin. He very gently lifted my face and made me look at him, "Why are you so scared of me?" He asked in a low yet gentle voice.
I couldn't utter a single word as I kept staring at his face with blurry eyes.
"What do I look like?" He then asked me, as I didn't give him any reply, and kept shedding tears silently.
"Ella... Tell me, what do you see?" He then wiped my tears from his fingers and asked again softly, leaning close to me.
"O...O...liver..." I replied, stuttering. When he is in human form I always consider him as Oliver but now as I know what his true self is, I couldn't help but feel scared of him even when he looks like Oliver.
"Good, so I am Oliver." He said calmly and I shook my head disagreeing, "No... you are a devil... A devil..." the hiccups started and I couldn't steadily say my words neither could steady my breath.
The devil shook his head, looking helpless. "Ella, I might be a devil but I have never harmed you, and neither will I harm you in the future." He said with sincerity but I kept shaking my head, not in the mood to hear anything from him.
"Ella... Ella..." The devil called my name but I kept shaking my head, not giving him any attention, after a while I felt his weight on me as he pressed me down on the grass. A sense of panic rose in my heart when he locked my restless limbs.
"Listen to me..." He hissed, I could feel his anger rising. I immediately sobered and stayed still under him. "Close your eyes..." He ordered me and I widened my eyes in doubt and surprise.
"Close your eyes..." He gave me a terrified look and I immediately closed my eyes even when my mind was screaming to push him and run away.
He let go of my hands and then very gently caressed my face with his fingers. "Relax..." He whispered, I could feel his hot breath on my face.
"Do the Devil breathe?" My mind suddenly lightened that question and it seemed like he heard me as he replied to me without even me asking, "I am Oliver, only Oliver, not a devil..." He breathed and then very gently dug his fingers into my hair massaging my scalp.
I gradually calmed down and started feeling normal under his touch, "Do you remember the first time I kissed you right here when you were trying to run away from me." He whispered slowly into my ear and remembering all my past's intimacy with him, I suddenly felt aroused and my mouth felt dry.
I licked my lips feeling nervous, my eyes still closed when I felt something soft and wet easing the dryness on my lips, not for one second did I feel scared of what he was doing in fact I felt myself responding to him.
He licked my lips with his tongue making it wet, and I parted my lips a little as a moan of satisfaction escaped my lips, "Open your mouth for me, I want to taste you." He said domineeringly and I obliged his order, unknowingly.
The moment he slid his tongue into my mouth and started devouring my mouth, I felt alive and subconsciously I held his head pulling him closer, allowing him to go deeper into my mouth. He sucked my lips and I moaned.
Oh God, I never knew I missed his touch that desperately, the fear I had before seemed to go away from me as I pushed him to the side and then sat on him. I opened my eyes just to look at his desirable eyes that were burning with passion.
I held his face and lowered my head, kissing him madly, I bit him hard taking out all the past days' frustration and he didn't flinch at all. I was wondering why Oliver didn't react to any torture I am giving to him and then suddenly I realized that he isn't Oliver but a devil.
"F**k," I cursed and then jumped away from him. He looked shocked and confused as he sat up instantly.
"No... I can't do this... No..." I said, crawling back in fear while his dark gaze was piercing me from inside.
He stood up and then walked to me in a predatory way, I kept crawling away from him, with fear written all over my face. "Please..." I pleaded, hoarsely to him and he sighed looking distressed.
"I won't force you, don't worry. Let's go back inside." He said and then offered his hand to me, this time instead of pushing it away as I always did. I took it and looked at him gratefully, I still couldn't believe what he just said.
My body was trembling slightly, and our intense and unexpected moment just now made my legs weak. Sensing my discomfort the devil turned to me with a questioning look on his face but I just faintly smiled at him and kept walking, just then suddenly I was in the air.
I shouted in panic, "Ahh..." but soon was shushed by the devil. "I told you I won't force you, stop yelling every time.." He seemed pissed and I frowned, what am I supposed to do when he would suddenly do these unexpected things with me without any warning.
He took me to my room and gently placed me on the bed, "Sleep and don't think much about what happened." He told me and then kissed my forehead.
I was dumbstruck by his gesture, how could he be so gentle and affectionate towards me? His behavior bothered me and with some courage, I held his wrist trying to stop him and he turned with a surprised look on his face.
"What?" He asked, puzzled.
"Can we talk?" I asked him, and after thinking for a while, he nodded his head. He then sat on the sofa.
"So what do you want to talk about?" He asked, looking serious and attentive to me.
"Ah..." I hesitated a bit as I began, "You know everything about me... But I didn't know anything about you..." I said, looking down at the floor nervously.
"You will know about everything on our marriage night," He said straightly and I frowned at his bluntness. "Anything else?" He asked, raising his brow.
"Were you ever alive?" I asked, I don't know why I suddenly came up with this stupid question but I did.
He frowned badly and then immediately came back to his normal face, "Yes..." He replied and I gasped in disbelief.
"So... then... what happened to you?" I asked, stuttering, my heart was beating abnormally, this is something new to me, and I couldn't help but start feeling curious and excited about knowing his life when he was a real man but not a cruel devil.