Warning: Content is semi-mature.
As he watched Emy cook, Reed leaned into the nook. She turned her back on him, and she was so busy that she seemed very good at what she was doing. Reed looked at Emy's back. In Reed's eyes, Emy's simple dress resembled sleepwear. Her hair is clam-shaped, which makes her long neck prominent.
"You don't have to work hard," Reed said. "We can order."
Emy turned to him. "You know, Mr. Reed Greyson, food tastes better when mixed with love." Reed's eyebrows rose. "You have to try what I cooked. You may come to love me later, thus ensuring I don't fall short against you."
Reed gave Emy a half-smile as he stared at her. She averted her eyes from noticing that he was already undressing her just by looking at her.
"What's the story behind that love? You seem to believe way too much." Reed asked.
Reed leaned over Emy. Emy put the vegetables in the casserole before answering Reed's question.
"I'll introduce you to what love is," said Emy.
"I'm not interested," Reed said with a chuckle.
Emy smiled as she faced Reed. "Then let's have a bet."
"Bet?" Reed asked.
"Yes, bet," Emy said. "You will fall in love with me."
Reed chuckled. "Seriously? You've lost."
"We're not starting yet," said Emy. "You have a chance," she smiled. "Don't underestimate me."
Reed hasn't answered yet. He just stared at Emy. Later, she scooped up what she was cooking, blew it, and then put it in Reed's mouth.
"Taste it," said Emy.
"Why?" Reed asked in astonishment.
"Let me know if the taste is okay," Emy said. "Taste it."
Reed took Emy's hand, then slowly sipped the soup. Reed couldn't believe it. Emy's cooking was delicious as if she were an expert in cooking. He looked at Emy.
"So?" Emy waits for Reed's reaction. "Do you have anything to say? Is it delicious or lacking in ingredients?"
"It tastes," Reed said. Emy stared at him, waiting for him to say something. Reed smiled. "It tastes fine."
Emy frowned. "Fine? Just fine?"
Reed chuckled. "Why? You ask, and you will not believe it."
Emy frowned. "Don't eat."
"Wait, what? Why?" Reed asked curiously.
Emy ignored Reed and started setting the dining table.
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That night, it surprised Emy when she came out of the bathroom. Reed stood next to its door, leaning against the wall while folding his arms. It even surprised Emy when Reed suddenly grabbed her and pulled her closer to his body. Reed immediately wrapped his arms around Emy's body.
"Are you ready for the entire night?" Reed asked.
"No," said Emy. "Can we skip tonight? Last night, we spent the whole evening making love."
Reed frowned. "Do you not want to do it because we've been doing it all night?" Reed asked. "But I never tire of making love to you repeatedly," Reed added. "I can give you stamina so you won't feel weak; we can have sex non-stop for a whole week. Are you up for it?"
"What? Are you serious? An entire week without stopping? That's insane!" Emy was surprised to feel the soft bed behind her. She didn't realize that Reed had already laid her down. He held her two hands above her head. Reed was already on top of her, too.
Reed started kissing her. 'Damn, here it goes again...' Emy thought.
She knew Reed's kisses were the ones that drained her strength. Reed dominated inside her mouth. He's sucking and swirling his tongue with her, tasting every inch of her mouth. One of Reed's hands was already caressing her thigh. She wore only a bathrobe and underwear but didn't have a bra. Emy didn't expect Reed to return after leaving before dinner, thinking he was angry at her earlier joke.
Reed's caress rose, and she went inside her robe. Emy felt his warm palm on her thigh up to her waist, which surprised her. Reed measured her waist, and then his hand rose to her rib cage and breast.
"Oh, my gosh," Emy said softly.
Every stroke of Reed's palm aroused Emy's body, causing her to become restless. Reed could feel the excitement in Emy's body, even as he was getting heated. He had his palms on her breasts, which were perfectly in place. Reed moved his lips away from hers, then down to her neck. Emy groaned at what Reed was doing. Reed still wouldn't let go of her hands, so she couldn't do anything to push him, even though she knew she didn't have the strength to do so.
Reed gradually untied Emy's robe, then gently tore off a section, exposing Emy's single breast to Reed's face. Reed's lip went lower and lower until it reached the summit of Emy's mountains. He could not ignore the delicious dish exposed in front of him. He'd taste it and play it again, just like last night. As she felt Reed's tongue on her breast, Emy's body rose on the bed.
"Aah!" Emy moaned weakly.
Emy couldn't explain why it felt so good to feel Reed's touch on her body. Reed's kisses and pats on her body appeared to be driving her insane as if they were from the previous night. Several times, Reed's mouth and tongue played with her nips. She felt heated at that moment, even though the air conditioning was blowing hard.
"Geez, Reed, what are you doing to me?" Emy whispered. "Oooh, damn, it feels so good."
Reed bit her nip slightly, lifting her back onto the bed. She seemed to go crazy with that heavenly feeling. Her faint moan had become audible, and now she felt aroused. She wants more than that. She wants to be satisfied.
"Emy, you are driving me crazy right now," Reed whispered as he bit Emy's earlobe and kissed her neck again. Reed can already feel Emy's desire for him to enter her. Reed kisses every part of her body that comes into contact with his lips. Remember that he was her first and will be her last. Mark symbolizes that Emy is his.
"Emy, are you still awake?"
Emy felt as though someone had poured cold water on her. "Reed, please wait. Stop."
"Why?" Reed asked.
"Tay, Tatay is outside my room," said Emy.
Reed's grip on Emy loosened, so she quickly got up and approached the door after tying her robe again. Reed sat on the bed, his face full of frustration.
Emy left the room, leaving Reed there. Reed looked at his face in the mirror and saw his eyes change color. He couldn't believe it. He had never experienced such treatment before. He was always the one to choose when he was with someone having an intimate moment, but Emy preferred her father over him.
"Humans, I've revealed a secret to you: the emotion known as love."
Reed turned to Devin and sat on the sofa, staring at him.
"What are you doing here?" Reed asked.
"Oh, I'm watching a delightful scene, but it's making me hang, isn't it, cousin?" Devin said. "I can feel your pain in your lower half."
Reed did not answer. He's not in a good mood due to the recent events. He was about to get Emy, but her father ruined his plan.
"If I were you, I would remove obstacles," Devin said, then he stood up and walked closer to the room's terrace. "You can't give her what she wants, Reed. Before Devin left the balcony, he said, "You can't love her. Go back to the realm and give up the crown," he said. "The simple job of choosing who will be your queen is still tricky for you."
"I am looking for someone worthy. Demons like you, Devin, will not fool smart people lightly," Reed said.
Devin laughed. "In that case, don't stop me from doing what I do."
Reed frowned. "What are you going to do?"
"I will help you get the queen you want," Devin said. "If Emy is that woman, I will remove the obstacles between you." Then he vanished.
Reed left the room with a clenched palm.