SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER:
" 𝗧𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗢𝗳 𝗚𝗼𝗹𝗱 by Faouzia "
❝Those broken pieces belongs to my heart.❞
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙨. Narine falls down crying hysterically slapping the floor turning her palms into red. Rosie rushes towards her room only for her to be flabbergasted at the scene in front of her.
Narine steps on the broken pieces not caring for the blood to ooze out and hugs her aunt. "I-I d-did eve-everything but h-he fell for someone w-who is-isn't me."
Rosie hugs her tightly, her hand soothes are back trying to make her relax. "I ev-even sl-slept w-w-with someone as he once said h-he nee-ded ma-mature girls. WHY?"
Rosie halts her movememt as the new information inserted her ears. She pulls back and asks "What?"
Narine's eyes wide out at the secret she kept for a while, she quickly looks down. Rosie lifts up her face and asks "TELL ME NARINE."
Narine's eyes widen as how Rosie raised her for the first time. She always knows how loving and caring she is but the new look on her face sculpted with fire needed to burn down the whole castle along with her increased the pace of her heartbeat.
Rosie knowing that her voice have only degraded her power to speak sighs and crouches to her level. She brushes her hand on Narine's hair trying to soothe her. "Baby please tell me what did you do?"
Narine looks at Rosie sighing "I slept with someone."
"And who is that Someone?" Narine looks down ashamed of herself that she used somebody to give up her own virginity. She slowly whispers the name "Lucas."
"WHAT?" Rosie couldn't believe that she slept with someone and that someone is her childhood best friend.
Lucas may be a womanizer but he has a heart which is made of gold, a part of his is only kept for someone who he was always open up to, his best friend Narine.
But as we all know love sometimes can turn a perfectly fit person into a blind one and same thing goes to Lucas, he may not shout out to the whole world that he loves Narine but he shows everything through his actions like that day when Narine came to his house with a request, a request to take away her virginity.
Narine knocked at his door making him rush towards the wooden fold to open up for her. His smile soon fade away when he looked at her.
Dressed in tight black leggings and white crop top, disheveled hair yet she looked like the Queen of Hearts. She walked towards him only to place a chaste kiss on his lips which made him froze at her abrupt actions. He pushed her away.
"Are you drunk, princess?" Oh how much the name she missed at that time.
"No, Lucy. I aren't drunk." He gave her a skeptical look but his heart bloomed with daises at the heartwarming act she performed.
Might be she felt what I felt for her. He thought not knowing the reason behind her actions.
She pulled back and looked at him with lust filled eyes. "Take me like those French girls, please Lucy I need you. I need you in..." she trailed his hand down her burning pit which made his eyes widen at how wet she was.
Yet he didn't know that she got wet from looking at how Hardin danced on the bar attracting those eagles to fetch his flesh. "Please take me, make me beg you and then make me draw those lines at your back like other girls did." Poor girl had to be depended on the rumors.
His eyes only trailed on the beautiful angel in front of him which he would love to make her, suck her and label her as his. "Bu-"
He was unable to finish the line as she kisses him thinking he was Hardin, the way his hands roamed at her backless top shuddered her in the process of so called love making.
She doesn't want to be pure, she needs to be bathed down in sins committed to take her lover. She can do anything and will do everything to make him hers even if she has to lose her virginity, her biggest treasure to secure.
She imagined Lucas hands as Hardin pulling her top and again placing chaste kiss feverishly as if he was whimpering for the day to come and the only word escaped from her mouth was "amoré."
Lucas was awestruck as how she called him love, he couldn't believe that the half naked beauty will be his. He soon undo her bra making her shiver at the sudden gush of winds. Her erect nipples shies away from Lucas as if saying pay us a look and he did.
His pretty blue eyes darken at the sight of her mound where little hair stood up across her bare flesh. He touched one of the mound weighing it on his pretty hand. He rubbed his thumb across her brown erect nipples which earned a hearty moan from her. He was glad no one was there to interrupt of what will be done in his house.
She clutched his white plain shirt as if her whole life dependent on the tight thread. His kisses were like fuel to the deep pit of her fire.
He tugged down her pants growing goosebumps down her nether regions. His kisses soon reached down to the crook of her neck biting and sucking as if it's his time to tie down into his dominance.
She moaned only because her imagination reflected Hardin not Lucas. His fingers dug under her lacy panties which was already wet and inserted his forefinger in her tight hole. "Oh my." She arched back and rested her back against the headboard.
"So freaking tight, princess." She could only moan at the moment.
His finger soon increased his pace from slow to rough also adding his another finger in her folds. Her moan increased at the harsh beats done down her body. "Oh. My. God."
He smirked at his experiments to impress her. His thrust were brutal hitting the exact spot to let down her juices covering his fingers and down the carpet. He lifted her and rested her on the bed. He spread her legs and soon dug his face inside her p**sy making her whimper.
His hand still worked on her mound making her pleasure hit the cloud9. His tongue rolled across the dark world slurping all the juices she had to give. Another orgasm inbuilt during the workload and she released shaking her whole body as if hitting a turbulence.
The smell of the fresh vanilla coming out from her core was the best smell he could ever had. He smiled at how she responded to his every part of giving pleasure. His body ached to be inside her. She looked at him with her hooded eyes and quickly like a lioness slashed his shirt kissing as if she made it the last day to be together.
Her nails trailed down his tan skin kissing his jaws and then across his chest leaving the evidence of being together. His breath hitched momentarily at the act put by the young Aphrodite.
But when he couldn't find any more contact of her skin, he again latched his mouth on hers making her moan at the physical contact. He lifted her leg and rested it across his hip while pulling her closer. Her wet core soaked on his lap making him inhale the heavenly smell of it.
"Are you ready, princessa?"
Am I? She asked herself. She closed her eyes where only Hardin's beautiful face appeared in front of her. He will be proud of me. She thought and with a strong determination she opened them and nodded.
"More than ever."
Within a fraction of time the remaining clothes soon got discarded and now there lies two bare soul, hungry lust and a partial form of love. He unwrapped a condom packet and sliced it on his huge shaft and looked at her smirking at how her eyes wide open.
"Let's start." He was soon on top of her kissing like there's no tomorrow for them. The tug on his hair again made him groan. He soon left wet open mouthed kisses down her lower abdomen. He slightly glanced at his friend who he might soon going to propose.
He first eased her with his finger making her reach to the top of her orgasm and with his shaft he slowly penetrated inside her after trying to make a suitable angle. Her eyes wide open at the sudden pain. "It pains amoré."
"I am so sorry princessa, I forgot that the first time will be painful. Shall I stop?" He was utterly shaken up in fear, he could only blame himself if anything happens to her.
She slowly smiled at him and shook her head "You can enter it's just quite overwhelming." Hardin, the name was at the tip of her tongue but she didn't say anything.
He smiled back and again he slowly entered inside her, the continuous in and out and grinding of her hips lessen the pain and increased the pleasure.
His thrust soon turned rough while her nails dug at his back which made him groaned huskily. Blood were spread due to the broke of her hymen but the pleasure was too much to consume the pain she had. Both were naked as they could watch the glisten of sweat both had on their body.
They laid on the plain sheets of bed where both of them clutched each other's body like a magnet pulling each other. Moans painted the dull night and scream of pleasure became the main source committed to them.
They got tired of the hard effort used and with different thoughts they slept, one with a smile that he finally mated with his crush and another sighed in relief that he didn't know she used him.
But both of them had same thing in common, both were virgin that they lost with each other.
Rosie shakes her head "Does he know that you did this only for Hardin?"
Narine shakes her head "No he doesn't instead he thinks I have feelings for him." A slap lands on her cheek bruising her flat skin. She looks with blurry eyes.
"Not only did you lose one freaking relationship but two at once. Who are you? Or do you want to become just like your whore mother?"
Narine's eyes wide at the accusations. She never thought how low she stooped but now it was too late. Or was it?
"No I aren't like Felina. I am Narine."
"And do you know what Narine means?"
When the silence fills the room Rosie whispers "It means dark."
With that she walks out leaving Narine in crying mess. She wipes her tears and looks at the photo frame where she and Hardin smiled at the camera as it was his birthday.
She slowly walks towards the frame and holds it saying " You may be my friend but soon I will add prefix of boy to it."