Protagonist! Please Stay Away from Me!
Chapter 81: A Very Useful Advantage of Being Marked (Slight R18)

Chapter 81: A Very Useful Advantage of Being Marked (Slight R18)

Third POV—

Aerila had long lost her reasoning. One couldn’t say that she didn’t find Sharon attractive. The moment she laid eyes on her, a dark thought emerged in her mind. Skin so fair, eyes so clear, and face so tender; it made her want to do unspeakable things with her. Probably not just her, anyone who was as morally darkened as her... would want her. She was her enemy, yet she wanted to tarnish that body. Her eyes were always underline with arrogance, one that should herself not accept. It wasn’t shocking for her, as humans were always like that. Clearly, the woman pressed under was not a normal human... or, not a human at all. But she was brought up as a human, by those who Aerila deemed as murderers.

Like her milky-white skin, she emitted a fragrant smell consisting of milk and strawberries. It urged her to bit down Sharon’s skin to invoke a reaction of grievance from her.

"P-please..."

Yes, it was soothing to her ears. Normal people could never put hand on her but people like Aerila could. Those who had the power to dominate, could make the woman, who was pressed under her, to cry pitifully and be bullied by them. All she could do was take whatever given to her, whether she liked it or not. If not for her position and power, she would have been a plaything for others.

Aerila tore apart Sharon’s uniform and sucked in her naked form into her mind. It was what she suspected. Her skin was milky-white with a tinge of redness in them, probably because of her mishandling. Two cherry buds standing out on her beautiful chest, begging to toyed. Thighs, which were big, and at same time they were as soft as cushions, submerging any type of force when exerted on them.

There was not a single unwanted hair on her body. It was like Sharon was she created for her. And what Aerila would do? Of course, she would take it. All things which were made for her, should belong rightfully to her. As for her ’gift,’ she could only cry out in pleasure and beg for more. Even her height was perfect as Sharon was much smaller than her.

Aerila dipped her lips into the moist pink lips of her ’gift’ and began devouring it.

"Mhmm..." Sharon tried to protest and push her away, but Aerila didn’t budge a bit. Her lips were devoured by the hungry predator, as she moaned pitifully in her mouth. She felt something foreign, yet similar, entered her mouth.

Her tongue was attacked and sucked by Aerila’s mouth, making it forcefully obey to her tongue’s command.

Aerila’s body was in fire. She should have done it in the first place. After all, nothing humiliating would be for Sharon than to be fucked by her, wasn’t it? Celle was indeed right. This was the best form of revenge.

Her eyes darkened. She decided that after she had finished her ’revenge,’ Aerila would marry Sharon. She didn’t know why she decided that, but it was her desire... a dark desire to be exact.

Completely devouring her mouth, Aerila finally freed her ’eaten area.’ With a smirk, she observed Sharon’s face which was flushed red.

Sharon’s lips were swollen, and moistened with their combined saliva. Her little mouth panting, as if she could take all the oxygen from this planet into her lungs.

Aerila pushed the vines wrapped on her neck a bit.

Sharon knew what Aerila was going to do. But before she could say anything, she bitten by her.

"Ahhhh!!" A small cry of pain was heard in the air. A small drop of blood fell on Aerila’s bed, staining the white bedsheet with a red spot.

Tears began falling down her eyes like pearls from a broken necklace. Sharon felt her ’injured’ area was licked by Aerila, which made her cry out louder.

Aerila, much like the others, felt her lower part getting heated up, while something growing out from that place. A penis. Some may think it might disgust her. No, it didn’t disgust her a bit. This new part of her would help in making Sharon’s... her little ’wife’s’ belly to swell up.

"You know, I should thank you for giving me this ’thing.’ With this," Aerila pressed Sharon’s belly, "I will impregnate you. Your belly will swell up; and you will carry ’our’ children."

Sharon’s eyes were closed as if she was too scared to even look at Aerila’s face. It was like she was accepting her fate. This obedient look made Aerila very happy.

Suddenly, Aerila felt a sudden pain. Her eyes widened when she found that a knife was lodged in her lower part of her belly. And her ’attacker’ was... Sharon.

Sharon’s POV—

Kaerin was indeed right. My plan was successful. It was a big gamble on my part, with lot of risks involved but I did succeed in the end. I never thought that I was such a good actor.

I looked at Aerila whose face was contorted in pain and anger. Disbelief was written all over face, with shock emitting from her eyes.

"W-where... did you get that knife?" Aerila gritted out.

I shook my head in denial. "I never stole any knife from anywhere or even from someone."

"Then, how?"

I smirked, "It looks like the queen hasn’t opened her books properly. You forgot one thing," I pointed out to my neck, "a marker can never hurt the marked." It was quite different from normal ABO worlds, where alphas are given the upper hand.

My whole plan was based on this concept of ’marking.’ It was a leap of faith, which could have resulted in serious consequences. I started to make this plan after I got caught by Aerila. I mean, every one of us must have a failsafe plan, right? For extreme case.

’A marker can’t harm the person they had marked.’ Several months ago, Kaerin said this or some similar words to me on the eve of getting my first mark. At that time, I was sceptical... by now, I am not. I constructed a sound barrier to muffle our voices to the outer world.

Aerila’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Y-you... your plan was this? All this time! All this time you were acting! ALL THIS TIME! YOU IMBECILE!!"

"Yep! Guessed it right! I was acting all this time to lure you into my trap. No matter how much you tried to disguise your thoughts, it was futile in the end. You can’t kill me. But there are various ways to ’hurt’ me." With my other hand, I pushed her out of the bed. Blood spluttered from her wound when she fell down as I had pulled out the knife, before I pushed her.

Aerila immediately stood up and tried to attack me. She launched the vines at me, in the hopes of subduing me. Yet, her hopes were shattered. Before the vines could touch me, it stopped. She tried again, but the result was same. It always stops before it can touch me.

"I think you should stop. Doing this will only result in more leakage from your ’pipe.’ In this, you are the pipe, I guess."

She was looking at me with murderous intent as if she wished to swallow me as whole. Although, she would have done that if I hadn’t got my powers back.

"Why aren’t these vines working?" Aerila hissed.

"Are you talking about those vines?" I asked her. Wow, I flared up her anger again.

Right in front of her eyes, I broke the vines around my neck. After removing the leftover vines, I looked at her mockingly, and threw a vine at her face. She caught it and glared at me viciously.

"You can no longer hurt me. As for the vines, the moment you marked me... it lost its value. I wasn’t sure before but now, I am sure. These vines are a part of you, right? So, you can no longer bind me with your vines."

The moment she marked me, the vines lost its purpose and at the same time, I got my powers back. Abilities, mana, strength... everything. About the knife, I conjured it with the help of my ability. This also cleared my doubt as well. My markers are allowed to do activities with me as long as I don’t perceive as danger.

Wait? Does that mean with Kaerin and Maria... I was not perceiving ’it’ as danger? Do I like being dominated by others? This thought made me blush in shame. Argh, am I a pervert who like being submissive?

"What the fuck are you blushing for?" Aerila yelled in anger.

Huh? Let’s forget it for the time being. I have to focus on her. I slowly crawled to the edge of my bed, where Aerila was standing. I asked, "Are you an idiot?"

"What!"

"You can’t hurt me anymore."

"Huh?"

My smirk widened. "You should have escaped or called for help."

Her eyes widened in shock. She tried to open her mouth but before she could call anyone, I knocked her unconscious with a hammer. It... seems... I applied force unevenly. A pool of blood has formed under her bleeding forehead.

Note—Hello fellas! You must have thought that either this Chapter or, the next one will be a smutty Chapter. Hahaha! It won’t be happening for now! In future? Definitely.