Chapter 43. Not All You See Is Real

Hiro gently lay me down on his bed, and I closed the door using my power so no one would bother us.

His hands are so fucking good at making me satisfied with my sexual desire. That's one thing I liked about him, I couldn't even deny it. 

How is he doing this? How is he making me feel so loved just by mating with him?

I know, I did mating with someone else before. That was a decade ago. However, when I'm mating with Hiro, this is more than enough to prove how he loves me.

I looked at him as he stops playing with my cunt. 

"Your eyes... it looks like it's burning," I said. 

He does look different right now.

"And so are you, Aya. You're too immersed in sex as of the moment, are you?" he asked mischievously.

I smirked. I pull my head closer to his face until we're only inches away. 

"I hate myself for longing for you. I hate how I crave your presence,