The Reaper's Wicked Obsession
Chapter 57: Erotic Spar With The Reaper (2)

Chapter 57: Erotic Spar With The Reaper (2)

Isadora frowned, trying to punch him, but his hand moved too quickly and caught her wrist.

Her eyes widened at his speed, but there was no way she was going to let him have his way. She shifted her legs, wrapping them around his head instead.

Gods the size of them close to his face, was almost laughable. What she intended to do was a ridiculously stupid idea.

And it was. Because he flipped her like she weighed no less than a paper weight.

’Oh no!’ she thought in panic, her face close to his intimate area. ’Does he always walk around with his broken manhood like this?’ she thought irritated.

It was currently pressing tightly in his leather pants and the poor material looked like it would rip.

"I like this position, tell me love, are we changing the rhythm?"

"What?" she gasped, turning around and finding her cheeks close to his face. The color drained from her face instantly.

This was an awkward position.

’What if I fart?!’

But judging from the look on Kraven that was not what he was thinking. The wicked grin on his lips told her he was thinking of something else.

Something lewd!

Panicking she straightened her position causing her butt to press against his face, she squeaked, crawling away but his iron grip found her legs and flipped her around.

Isadora gasped as her back hit the ground hard with a thud, the impact driving the air from her lungs. Her half-closed eyes locked on Kraven, who crawled toward her with the predatory grace of a hunter.

He grabbed her thighs and forcibly pried them open, her breath caught and her mind went into a spiral.

’What is he doing?!’

"Is this what you were going for?" he raised her legs, pressing her thighs on his face, and snickered. "You honestly think you can squeeze the life out of me?"

’Maybe?’

"Don’t get ahead of yourself, Isadora, and never for once think you have a chance when you’re in a room full of predators... not everything goes," he warned, a dark edge to his tone.

The idea of her trying this move with another male hassled him.

But Isadora struggled to focus, not in this position. Her heart pounded wildly, each beat so forceful she feared it might burst from her chest.

The pressure in the air had suddenly shifted to something else and she couldn’t begin to describe it.

His hot breath was so close to her core, that her cheeks heated and her lips parted to form words.

"I-I understand," she forced out in a mere whisper unable to take her eyes off him.

Kraven eyed her dangerously before releasing her legs from his shoulder, only to close the distance between them as he leaned closer.

Isadora remained frozen, as if trapped in a moment stolen from time, while he did nothing but watch her with an expression of cold indifference.

The silence was becoming threatening for Isadora, she wanted to move away from this vile man and scream in his face but she couldn’t, she felt as if she was under a spell.

’Spell or not, move!’ she thought willing to do the needful.

Kraven’s gaze remained fixed on her, watching her chest rise and fall with labored breaths. The thick scent of sweat clung to the air, mingling with her honeyed fragrance.

Strands of her golden blonde hair clung to her damp face. She turned her head to the side to look away from him and he caught a glimpse of her fair neck—the vein pulsing beneath the skin, covered by the flush of red spreading across it.

His eyes caught faded marks on her skin and the memory of the Abyss found him.

His thirst spiked.

Isadora gasped when his hand wrapped around her throat—large and terrifying, it stirred the buried trauma that clung to her like a demon.

Her wide amber eyes snapped to him and her body stilled once more. The smile on his lips, the glow in his eyes... That was the look of a hungry beast.

Isadora acted quickly, taking her dagger to ward him off but shadows caught her wrist and forced her two hands above her head. She strained to break free but it only got tighter with every movement.

"Keep moving and it will get more painful."

"Kraven!" she panicked.

"Are you scared?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.

She obviously was... terrified to the core. One moment, he was nothing more than a teacher guiding her through survival training, and the next, he was full on murderous.

The sound of Isadora’s unstable breath filled the area, his grip tightly to her neck but there was no pressure applied... yet.

"Do you want to kill me?" she finally broke the silence, her voice barely audible.

"Always."

His reply was even more disturbing because he said it without hesitation or remorse.

Kraven fought internally with the voices in his head, it was always a push and pull, but recently it was becoming more of a pull.

The intense urge to watch the life drain out of her... the sound she would make as she begged him to stop.

A frown suddenly found his features, the thoughts becoming more of an annoyance than pleasure.

"Take the rest of the day," he said, releasing her and getting off, causing Isadora to finally breathe properly as the shadows retreated.

She sat holding her neck where his death grip once was, watching as Kraven walked to the lake and took off his tunic.

Her eyes caught the cuts she left on his skin as well as the rune tattoos in words decorated on his golden brown skin like a page.

Kraven flung the ruined tunic to the fire and turned back to Isadora. Her eyes remained fixated on him.

"Admiring your handiwork?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, he was covered in her cuts.

Slowly, she rose to her feet. "You just tried to kill me... again" she began.

And now he acted as if it didn’t happen.

"I’m always thirsty, love. I only tuned it down to get you to concentrate on your strength," he tapped a finger at the side of his head.

"I can’t have you trying to run away every second, how else am I supposed to teach you?"

’He’s always thirsty?’ she thought getting more confused.

"What do you—" Isadora couldn’t finish her next words because he placed a finger on his lips and winked.

"I gave the remaining day, Isadora, rest"

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