Destined To A Rejected One
Chapter 28

Three days later

Thirteen days have passed since Mari and Margareth left for a mission in another country.

Thirteen days in which Occisor and Sasha are alone under the same roof and share the same room, sleeping in the same bed. Occisor feels his body strange, his mind and hormones completely disordered. In this time Sasha’s body has changed a lot, now she has more curves, her buttocks are bigger and her breasts are fuller and these changes do not go unnoticed by the attentive eyes of the race hunter.

It is amazing how in just thirteen days her body went from a state of malnutrition to a warm body. Occisor, ever since the night he was rejected by her, feels his hands prickling with the immense desire to squeeze the warm, soft flesh of the beautiful body of the young woman with the upturned nose and slender chin.

Sasha, in turn, also feels the desire to touch her partner’s strong, warm body, but she doesn’t want to be an object in his hands that he will use and then discard. She misses Mari, even though her relationship with Occisor has improved a million times. They’ve been hunting for exactly three days now. And today was no different, instead of lunch being in the evening, it was in the morning.

The night wind blows through the bedroom window carrying with it the fresh scent of the snow-white forest. Sasha is sitting by the window admiring the sky, the stars are very bright and the moon is full. There were very few times when the young girl could admire the moon, sleeping in a cellar had no benefit. After a few more seconds, she decides to close the window and goes to bed, blows out the candle in the lamp and sits on the bed.

His heart is in battle with his brain, and the reason is none other than, Occisor. She no longer knows what to think of him. When she first met him he wanted to kill her anyway, then he was just cold and insensitive, he called her unattractive skinny and in a few days it seems that the Occisor she knew no longer exists. Now he is communicative, polite and even kind. He no longer gets irritated when she tells him something about her past or about some plot she read in a book. He has been a real prince with her, and she was not prepared for such a sudden change.

Sasha always notices how excited her partner gets when she knows everything and corrects her, and the moment when this happens is when she picks up a book with difficult words and needs his help to understand them.

Occisor pours cold water over her head as a way of calming her hormones. He didn’t want to be in this situation, he didn’t want to have found her, he just wanted to continue his hunt for the races, to make his name more and more feared, to strike terror into every being that would one day reject him. He didn’t want to feel a f*****g painful e******n every time he woke up in the middle of the night and saw her sleeping, her jumper almost transparent. At that moment, he feels like an adolescent human, where just by looking at the woman’s mouth his member comes alive throbbing with great desire to feel how hot this girl’s mouth sucks him.

Turning off the shower, Occisor dries off and wraps the towel around his waist and enters the bedroom. He goes through the same process as always and lies down on the bed. Sasha looks at him, but his eyes are closed. He doesn’t want to see her, otherwise he doesn’t know if he can control himself.

Filled with courage, Sasha approaches Occisor and touches his hair, still damp from the bath. The touch makes Occisor’s eyes widen sharply and he sits up in bed looking at her with a confused and suspicious look.

What… What are you doing?

I… I just wanted to know if your hair is soft,” she replies with her eyes closed and her face all red.

Occisor says nothing, just stares at her for a few seconds. And to her surprise, he takes her hand and brings it to his hair. Sasha opens her eyes and sees him looking at her so deeply that she feels as if she is naked and totally exposed to him. Occisor reaches up and touches Sasha’s hair as well and Sasha’s eyes widen.

I also want to know if your hair is soft,” Occisor replies with a corner smile, and that makes Sasha’s heart skip a beat.

They stare at each other as one strokes the other’s hair. And in that moment, it’s as if nothing exists but the two of them. Everything is a blank space where they are the only source of warmth. Occisor lowers his hand to Sasha’s face, who closes her eyes and enjoys the feel of his warm hand on her skin. “I’ve waited so long for that touch, it’s quite warm” – she thinks, but doesn’t close her thoughts, allowing Occisor to hear them too.

Occisor doesn’t answer anything, nor does he understand what is happening to him. If he was told that in the near future he would have a fated one and that he would accept her as his mate, and that he would be attracted to her, he would kill that person without a second thought. But now, here he is. With his heart racing in his chest and with a huge desire to taste again the sweet lips of his destined one.

A female who tried to steal his food, who refused to fight for the survival of the fittest (of course now he knows she knows nothing of combat or self-defence). A female who arrived stinking and malnourished, with no sparkle in her eyes and no trace of a smile on her face. A sad sight to behold. Now what she is doing is turning into a complete idiot.

“You are so beautiful” – he compliments her with open thoughts, and upon hearing it the young girl’s cheeks take on a reddish hue again, and again, Occisor replaces her cute.

You are also very handsome, I have never seen anyone like you! – she confesses, her face all red, and she moves her face to seek more contact with her companion’s warm hand.

Occisor smiles proudly to himself, replaceing his female’s admiration for him gratifying. Although he has never cared what females think of his appearance, he feels his ego swell knowing that this very female, his female, replaces him beautiful.

Without thanking her for the compliment, Occisor closes his eyes and quietly brings his face close to hers. Their breaths mingle and it makes Sasha’s body fill with anxiety, their hearts pounding inside each other’s chests. Their lips touch, quietly just savouring each other, Sasha opens her mouth slightly, giving way to her partner’s warm tongue. One exploring the other’s mouth, the heat between them spreading throughout their bodies.

Sasha grips Occisor’s shoulders wanting to get closer, the young man in response hugs the woman’s slender waist and back closer to him. Sasha’s hard nipples rub against Occisor’s broad, strong chest, both of them shudder and deepen their k**s even more. Occisor lowers his hands to Sasha’s legs and runs his feathers through hers, letting their sexes brush against each other. Sasha feels the spot between her legs throb violently, the smell of her arousal making Occisor’s throb even more.

The k**s stops for breathlessness, the rapid breaths and hot air between them making both their faces flush. Occisor wraps his arms around her and makes her rest her head on his shoulder, which she does without flinching. She hugs him and feeling him so close makes her very happy.

After regaining the air in his lungs, Occisor goes against his ideas and turns everything off.

I… I don’t know what the moon goddess has in mind, I don’t know what she wants by destining us. I am a murderer, a traitor, as they call me. I am someone who is cold and hates almost everything in the world. I am an outcast, but now also a destined one. For a long time I thought you wouldn’t exist… After all… What could an outcast be destined for? But Mari always insisted that you existed and that I should accept you, but I was always reluctant to such ideas and vowed to kill you on sight.

Occisor falls silent as he feels his partner’s tense body, so he begins to stroke her back. This causes him to relax.

When I saw her transform, I thought it would be the most exciting fight, I had never seen a female with red on her back and not so big. The first thing I noticed when I saw you were some of your scars, my first thought was that they were the results of fights, I was wrong. I fell to my knees in front of you, and right now that’s how I feel. You ruined my life, my plans. You made me want to feel what love is. When I called you skinny… It wasn’t what I really thought, I really wanted to come inside you with both my tongue and my c**k. But I refused to admit it.

He pauses, sniffs Sasha’s neck and shudders.

From the beginning, I thought you were hot.