Forever Destined To The Silver Shadow

Celestia's POV:

He finally let me go after what felt like an eternity. I blinked my eyes rapidly at the blue curtains around me. I was completely dazed and forgot who I was. What is even my name? Is it Serena or Celestia?! 

My senses slowly came back to me while I heard the predator panting beside me. Surprisingly, I was not even mad at him anymore. I wanted to thank him for freeing me by eradicating all the pain that I was holding up in my heart. 

Theo held my chin and gave me a quick kiss on my lips. "You don't have to thank me, Celestia," he whispered in my ear. "From now on, I will keep on freeing you from your pain, just like this—"

I didn't know how to react as half of my senses were still not working. I just closed my eyes when I felt his lips tracing my neck.

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The noise of some random sea birds screeching woke me up. I slowly fluttered open my eyes lashes and looked at the window that was to my side. It is morning now! But why do I smell something like a sea breeze? 

It took me a while to comprehend that I was not actually in my room. I am lying naked next to a brown-haired man. The good thing was that he was still sleeping—but he had his one arm wrapped around me, which prevented me from even moving a little. 

Now my mind was clear from all the intoxication of pleasure. Soon I got filled up with guilt. I betrayed my father again! He told me not to do this one thing—but I ended up doing that. I lost myself again!

My breathing started to get heavy. Father Oberon was already sick because of me. Now his worst fear has come true! What will happen to him when he knows about this?! He didn't even want to rescue Darius. All he wanted was me to stay pure—and I lost it again. I am a horrible person! 

"Celestia….," I heard him grunt. Then he rolled over to my side and grabbed my bare waist even firmer. A few hours ago, his touch was providing me pleasure and solace. Now it was only giving me guilt. Perhaps this is what they call guilty pleasure!

Dimple formed on only one of his cheeks as he smirked a little. "Call it whatever you want, my love. But pleasure is always a pleasure—"

"No…. Don't touch me again," I shouted and tried to push his sturdy hand away from my waist. I cursed the immense strength that he had in his fists. 

"Come on, my love! You are just overthinking right now. You are exactly in the place where you are supposed to be."

"No, I am not! I should be in the Highlands. That is where I belong," I said and tried to get up from the mattress.

Theo immediately got on top of me and pushed me again to the mattress. I turned my gaze to the blue curtains beside me as I didn't want to make the mistake of seeing his bare physique again. 

Every time I look at his chiseled upper body, my whole senses get strange. Then my heart starts to crave for something sinful and forbidden.

"Desiring me is not sinful, my love! I belong to you after all," he said. I still didn't look at him. "And I can fulfill all of your desires, Celestia! Because your desire is also my desire—"

"Please don't do it again….," I cried out and squeezed my eyes. 

He let out a chuckle. "For how long are you going to torment yourself like this, my love? Why don't you trust me when I say that you are in the right place?"

"Because you are a trickster," I screamed. "How can someone trust an evil master manipulator like you?"

I heard him chuckle again. "You are so cute when you insult me. I like it! Can you keep on insulting me like this?"

I was defeated after that. I looked at him hopelessly and sighed, "You want me to insult you?"

"Yes, go ahead!"

"How can you be so shameless? You ask to be insulted?!"

"Yes, I am shameless," he smiled. "And what more words do you have for me?"

What kind of game is he playing?! I decided to keep my mouth shut after that. Theo waited patiently for my reply. When he didn't get one, he started fondling one of my breasts.

"Say it….," he demanded. 

I just winced and maintained my silence. What can he probably do to me now? He already did everything for me yesterday night. So he can't possibly do anything worse for me.

After fondling my breast for a while, he moved his hand over my midriff and sent me minor electric shocks. Then his monster-like fingers went in between my legs and started to caress over my entrance.

But I didn't break down until he slid one of his long fingers inside me. They went deeper in me just like his chisel did last night. 

"Will you say it now?" he asked me while I was moaning slightly. 

As the pleasure started to kick in me again, I completely forgot the question that he asked me. What is he talking about?! What should I have to say? 

"I told you to insult me, Celestia! Go ahead and do it—"

"You are a….." I moaned. "Psychopath…." 

He beamed and reacted as if I appreciated him. "Then what else do you want to say about me?" 

Has he gone insane? Why does he get from this?! I don't think anyone likes to get insulted by someone. I wouldn't like it either—but he is demanding me to insult him. 

He put another finger in me and made me gasp louder than ever. I was so overwhelmed with pleasure. For the past twenty-three years that I spent in melancholy, a part of me felt that I deserved this pleasure. All my pain and confusion gets eluded by this ecstasy; I deserve this rush of ecstasy in my nerves.

"Yes, my love! You deserve this pleasure, and I deserve to be insulted by you. So go ahead and abuse me—"

"You are…. Impossible," I sighed. 

"Yes, I am," he smiled and moved his lips near my cheek. After giving me a peck over my cheek, he whispered, "I am glad that you are mine again—"