CH 35

What he needed to control such thirst was some icy water or a woman. When neither were available to him, Gareth had a difficult time trying to soothe his bloodthirst. It got to the point where he wasn’t sure if he would end up pointing his sword at his subordinates or not. During these times, Giggs and Hansen were of great help to him; they were quick to notice the changes in his atmosphere and hurriedly led his men to safety, like they had done just now.

Gareth sucked roughly on Elena’s tongue, pulling it into his mouth as he squeezed her bre*st tightly, overwhelmed with anger. His boiling blood dominated his sense of reasoning and was shouting at him to take Elena right away. Elena breathed in sharply at Gareth’s actions, then suddenly pushed her bre*sts up against him. The thrill brought on from witnessing Gareth’s swordsmanship seemed to have excited her. She had never seen a sword so beautiful that also struck fear in people at the same time. She realized that not only was Gareth a frightening man, he was also someone who ignited a strange excitement inside of her that aroused her. She couldn’t understand why she was so stirred up, but the one thing she did know was that she was helplessly drawn to him.

Gareth’s rough beard rubbed against Elena’s cheeks. His hand, which had been clenching her bre*st painfully, moved down and rolled up her dress without hesitation. Elena’s lower abdomen tingled as Gareth’s long, callused fingers plunged deep inside her area covered with soft, black hair. A moan of pleasure slipped from Elena’s lips as her insides quickly became wet. Gareth’s fingers that had slid in with the help of her secretions repeatedly stimulated her inner walls. His provocative movements caused her to continue to release sighs without realizing it. Elena exhaled heavily as her eyes closed, leaving herself to Gareth.

Gareth, who had been kissing Elena’s lips intensely to the point of making them numb, suddenly pulled his finger out from inside her. In an instant, Elena’s body was swung around, his rough action pushing her forward. Elena’s dress was suddenly pushed up to her waist, exposing the area between her legs. Gareth pushed his stiffly erect manhood into her. A gasp fell from Elena’s lips as she stumbled as if she was about to fall forward. 

Gareth held on to Elena’s hips tightly with both hands to fix her in place. His thirst deepened and his temperature rose beyond the boiling point. He felt as if his heart was on fire. Driven by his intense desire, Gareth moved in and out of Elena desperately, spewing out uneven puffs of hot breath as he did so. At first, he only thought of Elena as someone who he would use to quench his desires. He thought she was irrelevant, and that he could quench his thirst with any other woman. However, he gradually began to feel something different. What tightened around him was a hidden feverish temperature that burned hotter than his blood. 

Gareth shook his head and grunted. He couldn’t believe the heat that was currently enveloping his pillar. He wanted to go in even deeper. His body screamed for him to push in more. The sound of flesh slapping against each other broke the silence of the night. 

With each thrust from Gareth, Elena’s body shook forward, causing her to reach out and hold on to a tree for support. His frighteningly raw desire caused her breathing to shake violently. A strange feeling, along with pain, filled her whenever Gareth stimulated her sensitive insides with his thick and long manhood, starting at the core of her body and spreading to the rest. However, the feeling dissipated as Gareth plunged deeper inside her and started to move faster than before. Elena was relieved that she had held on to the tree, for she would have been pushed forward if she hadn’t done so. She then groaned from Gareth’s rough thrusts against her body. She felt suffocated from the pain, but he kept rushing in deeper and deeper as if he wasn’t satisfied. Eventually, the pain started to overwhelm the strange feeling. 

“G-Gareth, s-stop!” Elena ended up pleading, her words sounding close to a scream. Her body felt as if it was breaking into two for a moment, and was now shattering into pieces. She knew she wasn’t experienced enough in this act to handle him. 

‘If only he could be a little considerate, if only he was a little gentle…’ she silently wished in desperation. At that moment, she felt Gareth shove his burning desire even further into her lower abdomen. “Gareth!” she cried out in pain as she screamed his name again. However, Gareth didn’t stop. Rather, it seemed as if he had forgotten how to stop. Elena continued to shake like a leaf in a storm. Gareth’s body finally stiffened after Elena’s vision went black, her hands letting go of the tree she had been holding on to. 

Gareth exhaled heavily and looked down at Elena, who had fallen forward as if she had fainted. He felt dizzy from the raw pleasure she had brought him. ‘Elena…’ Gareth only came back to himself once he noticed Elena’s shaking back. It looked as if she was twitching. Gareth automatically took a few steps back from her. Regret seizing him and squeezing his heart as a bitter taste surged up in his throat. He belatedly realized that Elena couldn’t handle what they had just done. Her trembling body acted as proof to his realization. 

Gareth rubbed his face furiously with both hands and stomped on the ground in irritation. He then got a glance of Elena’s exposed lower body, which stirred up his desires again. This was the first time he was suffering from such a terrible thirst, perhaps because he had not been alone in this nasty situation. If it had only been him, he wouldn’t have become so agitated and engulfed in fury like this. 

Gareth harshly tugged at his hair as if to tear it out. He knew why he had acted like this; it was because of Elena. Elena was why he had entered a state of frenzy instead of stopping at agitation. It was because he thought of her as his woman. 

“Go back down, Elena,” Gareth dismally spoke in a cracked voice. “Get out of here.” 

Elena let out a shaky breath as she doubted her ears. 

“Go,” Gareth ordered again, then drifted further away from the woman with faltering steps. He barely managed to pull up his pants that were sitting at his knees, but his desire wriggled again. He wanted to keep defiling her and be immersed in her hot temperature once again to release all the violence pent up inside him. What they had done just now wasn’t enough.