The Essence Of The Darkness
Episode 12: Satisfying Dahaga
"In that moment, he needs to count her, to fill her, to mark her as his."
Akram lay side by side with the woman while his eyes stared at the high ceiling of the room. The woman said nothing as long as Akram was with her earlier, Elana persisted several times as if to fight back, but her weak body was finally helpless under the power of Akram, who was unable to resist, lying with his head turned and eyes closed as if he wanted the nightmare to end soon.
The nightmare?
Akram gritted his teeth involuntarily, making his molars harden and his expression seem frightening. Never had a single woman dared to think of it as a nightmare before. The high-class women who knew him all along, so adoring to him, wanted to be touched by him to willingly humble themselves to worship under his feet, trying to seduce her by displaying all their beauty and physical beauty to Akram shamelessly.
But of course Akram only considers them in passing. The beautiful women he had been with were all he had used to satisfy his physical needs and had never touched his heart at all. Even Akram sometimes can not remember their names and faces.
But this one is berberda.
Akram glanced for a moment at Elana as the woman tried to shift her body uncomfortably on the large bed they shared together. Elena tried to move as far away from her as possible, rolling her body all the way to the side of the bed furthest opposite then lying on her back. It was as if, being in bed, adjacent to Akram was completely unbearable by his soul.
Akram frowned. Once again felt the sting of annoyance that was crawling his heart. The presence of Elana in her life feels so different from other women, and Akram realized that he paid more attention to the ordinary women of the weak who should not deserve the slightest attention from him.
Maybe because Elana's treatment of him was the opposite of what all the other women did to him. Perhaps because Elana rejected him, hated him, unwilling to accept his touch willingly and did not adore him, something that Akram had never felt before.
And his obsession and endless passion for Elana.... Akram himself could not even explain his passionate desire for Elana, as if she was infatuated with him.
Akram's eyes glanced towards the elongated window that was mounted high with a black frame and mosaic glass decoration on the top. That window is the only access that gives a view of the outside view on the third floor of this house which is fully used as Akram's private space. The window was made of a giant bulletproof glass that was very thick, tightly sealed so as to display the view of the changing sky from time to time. The window glass was assembled with high technology, in addition to being able to protect the view from inside the room so that it could not be seen through from the outside, the glass window was able to darken in the light and turn clear at night until Akram could see the view of the stars that shimmered in the black sky.
And at this time, the view of the black sky that stretched in Akram's eyes, showed that the day had gone by night and it might be early for the day that had come.
Akram's forehead wrinkled as he stared at Elana who was about to fall asleep with a sweaty wet body while the air conditioner lit up at a maximum in a damp and wet bed. If he followed what Elana did, they could get sick afterwards. And pain is something that Akram does not want to happen, either to him, or to Elana. Because there was still so much he wanted to do to the woman, and it could only be done if they were both equally healthy.
Akram moved closer to Elana, and an ironic smile appeared on his lips when he realized that Elana's body, despite being behind him, seemed to tighten along with the shift of his body on the bed.
Even after they were together, the woman was still unfamiliar with him.
Usually that's not a problem. Akram is not the type who wants a physical touch after finishing together with a woman. With his women in the past, once Akram satisfied his physical lust, he would avoid intimate acts such as hugging in bed or sleeping together in the same bed.
The women of course expected to be able to indulge and wrangle in his arms after they had made love, but Akram had absolutely no intention of meeting their needs. Akram will surely throw the finished woman out of bed, or, sometimes Akram himself will leave her, keep his commitment to not be more than just satisfy his body and fulfill his needs as an adult man.
And once again, Akram has to admit that this time is different. Now, despite her fulfillment, she has absolutely no desire to throw Elana out of her bed. The presence of Elana who was in one bed with him after they were together somehow did not bother him, he himself could have gone and left Elana alone on the bed, but Akram has no desire to leave this bed without Elana being with him.
Actually, there was one other room on this third floor, a large room with a spacious bed that was reserved for Akram to rest, separate from Elana and free from any distractions. But now, the thought of having to sleep alone on that spacious bed - which he usually enjoyed so much - feels unappealing at all.
Not caring about Elana's silent refusal, Akram drew closer, his hand flipping over Elana's body forcefully, so that the woman lay on her back to face him. Akram's lips thinned, when he realized how stubborn Elana was, trying to turn his face away and not wanting to return his sharp eyes.
I wanted to feel angry, but Akram chose to hold back. Today the most important priority is to clean themselves first so that they can sleep comfortably to collect energy. The days ahead are still long for Akram to satisfy himself and he is filled with anticipation when imagining his free time until the weekend to be with Elana.
"I want to take a shower" Akram said in his cold, arrogant tone. And when Elana just widened her eyes, looking at Akram as if Akram was a fool, the irritation crept over Akram slowly before then she hissed in full order. "awake. You too."
Elana's eyes were wider than before, showing surprise when she heard Akram's unsuspecting command. His cheeks warmed up, and his body inched away despite being useless.
"I don't want to take a shower. You take a shower yourself." Elana blurted out, refuting with all her might.
Akram seemed to not care about the anger Elana threw at him. For him, the anger of Elana and her defiant attitude that still could not be extinguished even made him more angry, more impatient to control the woman and make her bow under his feet.
With a quick movement, Akram got up from the bed, then leaned over and lifted Elana's body in his sling. The woman was clearly unwilling to cooperate, her body stiffened, her hands clenched in an attempt to jump from Akram's grip.
"Shut up or I'll do worse than take a shower" Akram threatened.
Hearing that, the moment Elana's roar came to a halt. Bathing is a second choice, but when compared to having to serve Akram again, of course Elana is certainly more able to compromise with bathing activities. Although she had to hold back as hard as she could because she knew that Akram would not leave her alone. The man seemed indifferent and stepped into the bathroom located on the opposite side of the bed while taking Elana with him.
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