•Leiara•
My eyes are wide open, stagnant as if closing them is impossible. They tremble hard within their sockets as they remain glued forward.
I watch his hand slide under her cloth and go up to her chest. Their lips are locked, the kiss loud and intense.
Before long, Willa is totally stripped of her cloth. He parts her legs gently, then works his mouth down to her breasts where he starts squeezing and sucking.
As he does, his free hand comes down to her lower half. He slides into her undies and I see it gently massage it.
Willa's moans are soft, her whimpers are quiet. As much as I would love to believe she is faking it to spite me, the genuineness behind it cannot be denied.
Soon, he takes off her undies, then slides two fingers inside her. Willa's body buckles up. I see her muscles clench in response.
My eyes seem to follow everything, like I am watching an entertaining show. Only that it doesn't entertain my heart, it breaks it.
I can feel the painful thump of my heart, how nervous it beats, how sad yet shroud in anger.
My senses feel numb as if it is programmed to simply watch, while still doubting the reality in front of my eyes.
At some point, he takes her core into his mouth, licks and sucks. While Willa in response, spreads her legs wider and pushes his head into her core even more.
Her head is buried deep into the pillow, eyes rolled back in their sockets with mouth agape to moan.
Every moment, every action burns itself into my eyes and heart.
When I finally see Colson bring out his member and rub it over Willa's core, ready to enter, strength surges through me in an instant.
And I finally tear my face away.
T-they… would disrespect me like this, my subconscious mind breaks.
With my eyes squeezed shut and turned away, their shameless moans and slapping skins are the only things that hit my ears.
"Ugh…" I hear Colson groan softly. "Make sure to listen well, Leiara," he says.
I don't say anything back. I simply remain looking away, fighting to keep my sanity and heart from shattering into pieces.
It's so cruel. As if sleeping with her already isn't breaking, he forces me to witness this. He would dishonor me like this.
Oh, my poor heart.
I push myself into a corner and clutch myself. I bury my face into my thighs and pray earnestly for this to end soon.
But Colson's cruelty is only just beginning.
They go at it the whole night, depriving me of any break to their shameless activities.
Before morning comes, my brain and senses are already numb, not one active cell is left.
I don't know when they stop because at some point, I lose every sense. So I don't hear, see, or even feel them.
I just want out of there. Just want to breathe in the fresh air and feel the sun on my face.
I won't allow myself to break over this. I can overcome it. It's okay. It's okay because it isn't going to kill me.
So it is okay.
•Colson•
Earlier, after putting that wench in her place, I went up to the room. I knew she would show her face soon so I locked her out.
I need my peace and focus. I freshen up first then get to work. At some point, she comes knocking on the door and asking for entry.
I ignore her. But she remains persistent which kinda annoys me. I would've confronted her if she hadn't stopped before I could rise.
I work through the morning to nighttime, only having light meals that Willa brings me. Willa herself knows not to disturb me while I'm working so she only shows up out of concern to bring me food then returns to her room.
Something that wench would never understand.
After finishing my work for the day, I still retained some accumulated fatigue I knew wouldn't dissolve through mere rest. So I rise and go to Willa.
When I get to her door, I don't knock. I simply call out to her and the door flies open in an instant.
"Yes?" She replies.
Seeing her in all her glory, glowing and radiating a kinda beauty I'd never find anywhere else, it causes heat to rush down to my cock.
I wedge and push her inside with my body, then slam the door behind us. I waste no time in crashing down my lips on hers.
I ask for entrance and she complies. Our saliva and breath mingles, heat rising in our body.
But before I could get more and let myself drown in the moment, she abruptly pulls away.
I am shocked and a bit angered. I wrinkle my brows at her, sternly demanding a reason.
"I don't mean to refuse you," she says softly.
Her eyes dart here and there, and gently, she presses her breasts to my chest.
"It's just, I don't want to do it here."
I raise a questioning brow, not yet understanding what she means.
She notices my confusion and makes it blatantly clear.
"If you want to take me, do so in the master bedroom."
My eyes narrow at her demand.
Why do women make such absurd demands? They are always searching to appear higher than their fellow woman and want to always be in the lead.
Without more explanation, I knew right away that Willa is trying to hurt Leiara by taking her place.
For some odd reason, Leiara clings weirdly to that room. Always calling it our matrimonial… whatever it is she calls it.
I do not really mind Willa's demand since anything that will hurt Leiara, I'm up for it.
"Do you know? She even had the maids drag me out like a thief just because I stepped inside," Willa complains.
Oh, so this is payback.
A smile tugs on my lips, but more than that, I hate that my session is interrupted for such a measly issue.
"Fine. Follow me."
I, of course, don't waste time fulfilling Willa's request. It will, after all, hurt Leiara and that would make me more than happy.
When I reach the master bedroom, I ask Leiara to vacate it, but as always, she proves stubborn which angers me.
As punishment, I decide to have my fun while she watches.
I carefully work through Willa's body, gently taking every part into my mouth. I want that bitch to see how much I cherish Willa, how much I treasure her body.
Something she'd never get from me or anyone. No one will cherish someone like her.
As I thrust into Willa with her leg on my shoulder, my eyes occasionally dart to Leiara to make sure she is burning this into her eyes.
So she could see and understand that only Willa could get me like this. And that in a million years to come, her body would never arouse me.
I don't pay much attention but at some point, she curls up in a corner and buries her face into her legs. She seems so pitiful and she would've earned my pity if she wasn't a cunning, selfish, scheming bitch.
I fuck Willa through the whole night, the both of us in our own world.
The next day, very early, I awake before Willa. Considering she fainted after our multiple sessions, I don't blame her.
My eyes first dart to the corner Leiara is curled up. I can't see her face since she hides it away.
But her body is trembling, probably due to the cold since she is only in her pajamas? And if I can remember she didn't finish drying her hair when we came in, did she?
No, it's all an act to stir sympathy from me, my subconscious mind gives me a wake up call.
I get down from the bed and walk toward her. I don't know if she's asleep, so I go to check.
As I reach and shadow her with my height, a thought strikes me.
C-could she be crying?
It's a shocking thought because Leiara never cries. I don't think she's able to fake hurt enough to cry. Her acting capabilities don't reach so far.
I reach out my hand to touch her, but she lifts her head before I can.
Her eyes are red and devoid of any emotions as she glares up at me. They're puffy and some hint of dark circles can be seen, noting she didn't get any sleep.
Her furious glare stirs excitement within me. Satisfaction grows to bloom a smirk on my face.
Good! Now she understands that she will never be an enticing woman in my sight.