After venting all her sorrow in the washroom, Clara started to get changed and dressed. But as soon as she came out of the bathroom, a hand pulled Clara to her side.
"What th- mmmh!"
She wanted to say something, but her words were broken in the middle, when something strong yet soft landed on her lips.
Her eyes widened when she saw the person in front of her was the man whom she had been desiring for so long yet getting hurt by him.
Alaric, who was watching Clara's 'act' for so long, couldn't take it anymore as he badly wanted to release all the building rage and disappointment in him. And watching her bath completely naked didn't help him either.
So, he changed his plan to 'punish' her on next day to tonight. His body badly wanted to release the tension.
On the other hand, Clara was confused. She couldn't understand why on the Earth was Alaric doing that to her?
One time, he's abusing his power on her and another time... He's kissing her like there's no tomorrow. As if he had been missing her for so long and his body is craving for her just like how hers was craving for him.
Her mind was caught in a turmoil. Her brain wanted to push Alaric away from herself and slap him hard for being the reason of her endless pain.
Yet her heart wanted to prolong the kiss and keep him near herself. And the way how her body was reacting to his invasions, she finally gave in to her body's desire and heart's control.
So what if he wanted to hurt her, at least for now she can be with him!
With that thought, Clara hung her arms on Alaric's neck and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss.
From the start to the end, Clara didn't struggle for once in Alaric's arms. Though he was kissing her on the lips, he had been watching her from the start.
At first, she was shocked and became stiff in his arms. Then she was confused as if she was having a debate with her inner self. At the end, her eyes showed some determination and she shut them off. Then she completely gave herself to him.
A part of him felt happy and glad that she was still so submissive to him. Again, another part couldn't stop hating her, so his small, rough kisses became for aggressive as he opened his mouth bigger than before took all of her lower lips in it and started to suck it, earning a moan from her.
One of his hands grabbed her waist as his other hand tightly held her jaw and bit on her lips. She flinched a little but continued the kiss.
Clara could feel that he was kissing her in between his desire and his hatred, but she was too out of control at that moment. She wanted nothing but for of him. More of the feel of his body against hers.
She softly raised her right hand and started caressing his shoulder as her other hand brushed his back. She could feel his goosebumps against the place where his skin was in contact with hers.
She remembered he used to like her doing that to him, so she deliberately did it to arouse him.