Reborn As Cursed Alp Chapter 83: The Mysterious Passageway

Chapter 83: The Mysterious Passageway

(NSFW Content Ahead)

"Why were you touching ?" Cassandra demanded, going all shades of mahogany but keeping her voice low.

"Was I? But my hands are up here and I was busy eating?" He rely shrugged his shoulders making her huff. Seeing her cheeks turning into annoyance tomatoes, Siroos said.

"Finish your food, I need to show you sothing,"

Throwing one last glaring look his way, she did as was told but the annoyance didn’t recede from her face.

He coyly watched her finish the last of her flatbread and eggs and then stood up, offering his hand.

"Co!" He softly asked.

Cassandra sceptically placed hers in his and left her chair.

Deft fingers wrapped around soft ones as he led her forward. They left the common area, hand in hand.

Siroos took her to a different passageway than the one which led outside towards the fields and she instantly noticed.

"Aren’t we going the wrong way?" Cassandra confusedly asked.

"Trust , Malakti. I wish to show you sothing," he answered calmly and she let him lead her away.

They turned through different lowly lit passageways until they entered one which was completely dark and slightly narrower than the others. Siroos being extrely tall, had to bend slightly over to pass through.

Cassandra hesitated, pausing in her step as she slightly tried to pull her hand from his. Her heartbeat upped a notch.

She didn’t like darkness, it always scared her. Especially after how many tis Stephanie had hurt her with her shadows.

"W–why are we going in there? There is no light," she stamred, gulping hard. Her scared eyes slithered to Siroos’s. They shone like two beacons of molten fire.

"Don’t be scared. You know I would never harm you. Right?" Just co, please!" Siroos requested, seeing how hesitant she was.

Cassandra took a deep breath and tightened her hold on Siroos’s hand but she let him lead her forward.

The bond between them beca alive and his assurance washed over both of them and cocooned her in its embrace. So of the building tension in her muscles oozed out and escaped.

Carefully, they delved inside the passage until all she could see were his eyes; they glowed like two pieces of ignited coals, amber mixed with gold. One of his animal spirits, which could see in the dark, was guiding him. She couldn’t help but steal glances at his eyes.

The air in this passage was cooler and damper. There was a certain sll, too, which Cassandra couldn’t pinpoint.

They road in the dark as if searching for sothing particular.

And then Siroos paused, the pupils in his eyes dilated as if he had found what he was looking for.

Turning to Cassandra, he grabbed both of her wrists and trapped her between his hulking body and the rough wall behind her.

Cassandra was startled at his sudden actions, her bewildered eyes lifted to the only source of light in this place. They swirled with the raw need to claim what was his.

"What are you doing?" Cassandra asked in a panicked voice; every sense in her body beca hyper-aware of his closeness. It reacted in ways she didn’t appreciate at tis.

"Did you like the gifts I brought you? If you do then I will bring you more." His hardness pressed into her softness, completely trapping her.

An indelible moan fell through her lips, there was no controlling her shaless body. It danced on his tones.

His actions, his whispers.

Siroos’s hand lifted and the tips of his fingers began to graze the smooth skin of her cheeks.

She couldn’t see the sly smile he held, but he could clearly see her partially parted mouth and her dazed eyes.

"Yes! They were beautiful, thank you," Cassandra answered, breathing heavily. Sweat trickled down her neck and disappeared into her blouse.

A slow heat seed to have been ignited in her body, slowly turning her into a simring pot of desires. The desires only this brawny male could fulfil.

"I would like to see you in them. Will you wear them for ?" Siroos asked, the tip of his thumb rubbed the soft flesh under her desperate eyes.

Cassandra could only nod, knowing too well that her voice would co out choked or needy, needy for his touch.

"Good. We will soon have a harvest-completing festival. I hope that you can wear them that day. Can you do that?" The notes of his tone had dropped further making Cassandra swallow hard.

"Yes!" She answered with a rising ache in her chest.

"That’s my Malakti. Now, the reason I brought you here was to reward you for your efforts to diligently prepare the morning al. The reward that couldn’t be bestowed in front of everyone."

Letting go of her face Siroos shackled her wrists on both sides of her body and hovered over her. The tip of his nose touched hers. The rough wall behind her was cold and she could feel the roughness against her skin.

"H–how?" Cassandra already knew the answer to that but she still stamred it out, just to buy so ti to prepare herself for what was to co.

"By leaving you panting against this surface, how else, my innocent mate. When I will be done you will be a moaning ss and wet between your legs," he shalessly answered.

Siroos was unfiltered, he ant what he said and spoke what he wanted.

Her core dripped from his re words, and he impatiently waited for any resistance, but all he felt was the rise in her heartbeat and further dilation of her pupils. Only he existed in her eyes at that mont.

The swirling concoctions of desires he had created, stared back at him..

Unlike last night, she wasn’t pushing him away. The task was so arduous that it was easier to give in.

She breathed out, her chest ached from the anticipation and the bond itched for their lips to et and bodies to ld into each other.

"I will take that as a – yes."

Siroos’s lips finally descended and covered hers like raindrops on a silky baby-pink petal.

She had no clue how parched she was, like the desert they lived in while he was her long-awaited rain.

She gasped and moaned before returning the zeal of his kiss, sponging his affections, which seed so genuine, and she could only hope that they were.

But that was the thought for another ti. For now he was hers and she was his.

He hungered for her like he had never done for anyone else. The feel of her lips sent his senses into a dazed state.

Starved and insatiable, Siroos ramd his tongue inside her small mouth overlapping with hers. Letting go of her hands, Siroos reached down below and pulled her skirt up.

He grabbed her thighs and parted them, lifting her, he promptly wrapped her long legs around his sinewy waist.

Cassandra’s arms went around Siroos’s hulking shoulders, his muscles flexed and relaxed under her arms.

Hooking his finger in her lacy undergarnt he pushed it aside, exposing her softest and most vulnerable part.

Cassandra gasped in his mouth when his fingers brushed against her velvety inner folds.

Deftly his pointer finger invaded her wet canal while his mouth plundered her.

Moan after moan fell into his mouth which he swallowed alongside her saliva.

His hips buckled and thrust forward, hitting her softness with his covered manhood. It stood erect like a pole, screaming for a release as he began to dry hump her while equally pleasuring her with the slow and steady movent of his finger.

Moan after moan rumbled through her and disappeared in his greedy mouth. Her body quivered, and her legs turned to jelly as pleasures rippled through her in waves.

Cassandra’s looped arms around his neck were shaking but she held on as her juices began to flow and coat her inner thighs. She had closed her eyes to let herself bask in this sea of pleasure; at that mont, she would happily drown.

Siroos placed his free hand on the wall beside Cassandra’s head while his other remained nestled between her tightly clenched thighs. It was fast drowning in her dripping juices.

The heavy scent of their arousals had blended creating a unique fragrance, which created a magical experience. Cassandra was yet unaware why Siroos had specifically brought her there for the experience but she was about to observe it.

Siroos slowly let go of her lips and murmured against them in a breathless voice.

"Open your eyes, Malakti and glance around."

The violet eyes slowly opened and she witnessed a sight she had never even imagined before.

Cassandra audibly let out an air of astonishnt as the place was no more dark but was brightened up with specks of magical blue.

"What are these?" She asked astounded, stunned out of her mind.

She couldn’t even blink and that dazed state Siroos had thrown her in seed to have ssed with her head.

Was she dreaming?