I Am The Luna

Chapter 535



Chapter 0535

ATTICUS

I'm nearing my release first; 1 reach down rubbing her clit until I feel her tighten around me and I slam into her, shooting my load inside of her. A low groan of pure satisfaction leaves me as I continue to fuck her, as she comes moments later.

Her head arches backwards as she cries out, her lips parted and her eyes glittering with tears as her orgasm shatters through her.

I pull out, leaning over her, the huge wings I have been wearing this entire time creating a curtain around us. She reaches

up with her bound wrists and locks them around my neck pulling me down on top of her; I roll onto my side and pull her beside me.

"You're ruining the wings," she whispers, her heart still thumping hard.

"They've served their purpose," I murmur as I reach behind my neck and undo the belt from her wrists. We're both still catching our breath, our blood pumping fast through our veins. Still basking in the aftermath of our orgasms.

"You're good at that," she murmurs, watching me toss the belt to the ground. I smirk.

"It's a handy toy, one that I'm usually always equipped with," I remark, reaching up and slowly brushing her hair back. She shies away from my touch as if not wanting me to go near her scar.

Not this time.

"How did you get it?" I ask softly, leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on it, only for her to jerk away.

Her heart is thumping irregularly, only making me further concerned as she sits up and turns her back on me. All that remains of her outfit is her torn tights, and I can't help but admire her ass as I look at the back of her head, wanting an answer she is once again trying to hide.

"I don't want to talk about it," she murmurs. "Not right now. Are the scars all you see? Is that-"

I place my hand over her mouth as I sit up, flipping my legs to either side of her, and pull her close as I wrap my other arm around her waist. "Don't ever think that. I know you're hiding something from me, something I'm certain is partially the reason you keep running."

She's quiet, but then she sighs softly, leaning into my embrace. I glance in the mirror that is fitted on the wardrobe; the wings I'm wearing partially cover my view, but I still see the bitter smile on her face.

"Maybe I should have told you before we fucked," she says callously, her eyes hardening. She isn't masking her expressions, not realising I can see them.

"It wouldn't make a difference," I reply softly, kissing the top of her head as 1 glance in the mirror, observing her intently.

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20 BOMULS

She's silent for a few moments and I can see visible pain on her face. As she stares ahead, the look in her eyes makes my stomach twist. I'm not going to like what I'm about to hear. That's clear from the expression she wears.

"Three years before we lost that battle, I had already lost another battle. One that made me wish death took me instead."

Those words make my heart squeeze, but it's her hollow tone that makes my throat feel like something is stuck in it, and breathing feels a little difficult. Dread is washing over me from just her tone.

I wait for her to continue, although a part of me is already connecting the dots.

"Gaultier King. One of the so-called special ones, one of the ones that we all had to treat like a God." She scoffs bitterly. "He took an interest in me. He was a monster by this time, one who had lost any ounce of humanity he ever had, and 1 didn't want anything to do with him, denying all his attempts and advances."

Her voice breaks and my hold on her tightens as I gaze in the mirror and see the tears that she's trying not to shed.

***Mentions of sexual assault ahead***

"What he wanted he got... and 1 just happened to be one of those things he had set his gaze upon. So, he came for me."

A painful silence falls, our racing hearts all that can be heard as she continues in a hushed tone.

"I wasn't strong enough, although I tried. I tried with everything 1 had to fight him off."This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

My stomach churns, and I feel as if a blanket of fear is wrapping around me at what she's insinuating. Her voice is barely above a whisper and she's trembling, although she's trying to fight it, balling her hands into tight fists.

"What did he do?" I ask quietly, my own voice sounding hoarse.

"He raped me."

I close my eyes, resting my head on her shoulder as I caress her arms, my heart shattering with pain, regret and rage. Pain, knowing she had suffered, regret that I had not been there to save her and rage that he had dared touch her.

"It might have been a mere few minutes to some, but it was a few minutes that felt like hours of hell. Being robbed of your very own body against your choice never leaves you..."


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