Heeey, guys! I did it faster this time!
As I told, I was pretty anxious to translate this one, and I've been doing it for a while, to be sincere and it was very, very hard... because, you know, every language has its own expressions to some things, and despite I've read many fanfictions in english, I forgot many of them. So, I had to change some metaphors I used in Portuguese, and... whatever! I don't want to flood you with explanations... LOL
Hope I'm doing a good work in here.
Before leaving this chapter for you to read, a WARNING: it's not recommended for people under 18 years old.
Yep! Call it LEMON, HENTAI, etc.
Good reading!

Chapter 8 – Sweet surrender

Annabelle gasped, Hitomi's body was pressing hers and stealing the air from her lungs. Her mouth opened a bit more, his ravenous tongue insisted on overcoming hers, she enjoyed it and tried to retrieve his passion entwining her very tongue with his and they pressed, licked, slid over each other, tasting flavors and temperatures, tasting how sweet desire could be.

And then, sudden as it all began, the young master parted their mouths and stood at her in silence, both were gasping.

They looked at each other intensely, woman and man were surprised with their own actions. After swallowing a bit of saliva and wet her throat, the western girl found enough courage to take her lover's hand and rest it over her pulsating breast. Hitomi almost felt the softness of her skin under the tenuous fabric. That was the last layer of clothes over Anna's body. He would have only to untie the lace of that nightdress, and her chest curves would be naked in front of his eyes. The lad could already see her breasts shapes; beautifully designed.

His heavy raven curls fell over his shoulders and chest, poured out as curtains around them, making his kimono looks even brighter. At that point, After both bodies rub against each other upon the humble futon, his suit's collar was wide enough for his shapes could be seen. He was more tough and strong than she could remember – Annabelle thought when she caressed his pale skin with her anxious fingers, opening his top clothes a little more.

In response, he pushed the ribbon and undone the lace of her dress, and then, with the same will, slid one hand over her thigh, rising her dress' skirt to her belly. Still, there was one piece of clothing hampering the way, covering her wet intimacy. Kagewaki pulled it down while he was kissing her neck, licking the bristly skin and leaving a wet trace with his hot saliva.

"Ah!"Annabelle moaned when felt a bite, stronger than it should be, there where his tongue was playing and slowly going down. In contrast to the rudeness, he laid a gentle kiss on the skin marked by his teeth. At last and without his dearest White Rose noticing, her pinky rosebud was uncovered in front of his sight and ready to be touched. After Hitomi opening her legs with care and glare at her delicate cavity, a larger smile has been shown in his face and then one of his fingers caressed slowly that warm spot making the girl's body shiver. Her back fell off the bed as her eyes rolled, his touches around her most sensitive area grew intense, making it swell a bit. Godess, how could he know exactly where to touch her?

...And why did he stop it so suddenly?! Her cerulean eyes opened and focused on Hitomi getting rid of his kimono's heavy sleeves. The azure orbs got stuck in the view: his pallid chest and belly shinning under the moonlight. So, Anna tried to sit for helping him to untie his kimono's strip, but he blocked it pressing her against that tiny futon, his hand holding her wrists over the top of her orange head.

So, the lad got rid of that strip by himself. The young master was dressed only from the waist down.

He looks so different, so irresistible... She thought as she bit her bottom lip and widened her legs even more. There was fire within that brownish eyes, and she was burning. His fingers touched her once again, opening her sliding great lips to see better her entrance and explore her tumid clitoris with his middle finger, circling and groping it first, and then increasing the intensity of those caresses.

He felt her warm and shaken, yet Kagewaki didn't seem to get enough. He finally released her wrists to use his hands for rising her tiny white dress to her neck. So, he leaned his body over hers, now his mouth could reach a pinkish nipple and suck it slowly.

Her hand grabbed his hind-head and pushed some black strands of hair. So, her fiance held her breast firmly while his tongue played with that steep nipple and his other hand kept touching her femininity. It was so slippery luscious that one of his fingers didn't find trouble to get in, as another still caressed her smooth button, preserving her apex of pleasure.

She trembled from head to toe and couldn't contain the wild moans escaping her throat.

"Hitomi..." Annabelle whispered, watching him lick her fluids over his fingers with lust.

"You are sweet" He said after licking his own lips as if he had just tasted a delicious delicacy. "I want more".

"So come and take me" she grabbed his hands and brought them back to her body, making them touch her belly and rise to her breasts, rubbing them gently. "Everything here is yours to take" and with that, Hitomi pressed her breasts within his fingers, willingly.

They kissed again, voracious and desperate. Annabelle felt something burly inside his pants, he was rubbing it against her entrance and she liked it so much that she leaned her hips forward, intensifying their encounter. The girl could almost feel it pulse, even it was covered by fabric. Without thinking twice, the foreigner lass dropped that piece of clothing covering his parts and undressed him, that way would be better for her to have a daring attitude – to catch his hard member into her hand. This time, was Kagewaki the one who shivered. Her fingers caressed his inflated glans and descended the entire length of his mast. Hitomi held her hand and induced it to move faster, harder. Her success made him grunt hoarsely while his dark eyes closed tightly and he ceased the kiss to bite his bottom lip.

Annabelle watched him take a deep breath and open his eyes a little slow, with effort. Meanwhile, his pulsating member was nudging her gap, searching for space while squeezing itself and rubbing her extremities. The sky-eyes closed and she caught her breath, arching her body forward, her internal muscles were moving as they were a snake interior which would swallow the prey as his mast pushed inward her.

Even she was soaked inside, being slowly penetrated made her feel a strange pressure within and that was painful. Not an unbearable pain, but an incommodious one. She pressed her mouth against his shoulder and stifled a groan, her nails started to scratch his back, the raven hair covering his skin. Then, Hitomi's fingers contained hers violently and his hands arrested hers over the futon next to her face. Their bodies sealed, she was warm and sweat and he cold and soft. Their noses touched at the moment he pushed himself inside her again, this time even more fiery than before.

A shrill scream escaped Annabelle's throat and was silenced by the rapacious mouth of the castle's heir. Holding him between her legs, the ginger woman felt him shake and couldn't guess what mysterious mix of fury and lust could make someone growl as he was, as if her protector was trying to contain a beast within. He gritted his teeth while moving his phallus slowly into the tight cavity.

"Annabelle..." he moaned, his lips against her ear. The lad's voice sounded deep and intense. Would it be for she was making him a man after all?

"My lord..." she answered in a tender tone, her body and soul surrendered to him. Her cheek rubbing on his, and her warm wet walls massaging his member within, even she was still in pain. "Ah!" Anna bit his neck when she felt his glans hitting deep inside.

"Do you want me to stop?" his kindness temper returned and within that swirl of unusual news she recognized her sweet Hitomi facing her with worry and care inside those angelic eyes.

Annabelle's response were a discrete smile and shaking her head, she denied his question. She didn't go so far to stop right there. That was certain. So, she caressed his face and took of some hair strands that were persisting to cover his nut-brown preciousness. She preached him between her legs, confining him inside her. His mouth was straight, yes his eyes seemed to smile narrowed. And finally he left all ceremony behind to do whatever he wanted.

Hitomi pushed himself inwardly and withdrew in the same way, then he entered slowly and alternated his intensity according to her body's answer. Annabelle was contorting herself to the bone, she turned her face to the side and closed her eyes, but a firm hand held her chin and induced her to keep looking at the man's face, now with her cerulean eyes widened.

"Look at me" it didn't seemed a request, not at first "I want you... to look at me, please" then his tone changed and it was apparently shy, as if he regretted of being indelicate unintentionally. However, if in his speech Hitomi was censoring himself, in his avid onslaughts he remained dominant and voluptuous.

It was hurting, yes, but at some point pain mixed with pleasure and the foreign lass couldn't discern if she wanted that act to cease or last forever. She couldn't seal her eyelids, or look to anything that weren't those passionate, torched, pleading eyes craved on her. Belle never seen him so anxious and devoted before. Hitomi was moving himself inside her even more abruptly, as a tornado. The futon dragged on the floor as the young master was making the two bodies shake with his movements. He pulsed within her, chills escaped through his teeth, his eyes closed brutally, and he tried to control his breathing as he knew his moment was coming soon and he wanted to make it last... then he was pushed away and fell seated over the floor.

Wide-eyed, he was preparing to scold her "What the hell?!" then his wrath ceased as fast as it began and he smirked. The agile woman squatted over him, took his member into her firm hand and pointed it to her entrance again. Then she lowered her hips till her gap swallow him entirely and sitting on his lap, Annabelle wiggled her body.

"You are the most stunning creature I've ever seen" Hitomi confessed in a whisper, as his fingers caressed her belly till his hands reached her breasts again.

Flattered, she smiled, wrapped his neck between her arms and sealed another kiss while their coupling remained intense. He grabbed her thighs and helped her move with even more ardor. And, as if devouring her mouth wasn't enough, his tongue escaped to lick her chin and his teeth took a bite on it. His fingers entwined her nape's auburn locks making her lift her face up and stare the ceiling, so his hot tongue took over her neck again, tasting it every texture, going down to her shoulder and sliding between her bouncy breasts while she danced frenetically over him.

Doesn't wanting to feel all that pleasure alone, Kagewaki slipped his thumb over her rosy button rubbing his pelvis, and then he massaged it blandly. The sweet sound of her moans were a response for his touches, Anna was loosing control over her body and the more she trembled, harder he touched her. After a short and discrete laugh of his, her legs lost strength after a deep orgasm. There was the chance Hitomi had to revenge for being pushed down minutes before. He threw her over that tiny futon and laid his body upon hers, then he caught her legs making them lean over his shoulders, putting Annabelle's body on a position he could see her wet entrance better and put himself inside easily. So, his erect member turned to get into that slippery walls and this time the lass felt no discomfort to receive him. It was like her shapes were made for him, so warm, so tight...

Then, while penetrating her wildly, Hitomi used his thumb to caress her clitoris again and provoked another uncontrolled reaction. As their bodies rubbed each other and her lover was moving himself inside her – up, down, again and again – in frenetic thrusts, Annabelle lost her innocence at last, and her articulations shivered again. Her moans and gasps were like music to his ears, a little while after the red-haired girl cum, the young master lived his very moment. It looked like he was able to choose exactly when he would release his seed inside her, and so he did.

His shaking weight fell off Annabelle's body, and then they moaned, gasped together inside a sweaty embrace. At last, they looked each other in the eye, the blue ones smiling tenderly, and brownish ones – indecipherable.

Before her two cerulean globes could make him fall apart, Kagewaki threw himself aside, laying beside her on that small bed. Annabelle turned her body and insisted on looking at him with that sweet smile on her face. Those almond eyes rolled over her shapes and went down, so they noticed a spot on the white bed, between their bodies: blood.

"You were a virgin..." he said incredulous "It's a little reckless to give yourself that way, don't you think?"

"I'm not afraid to follow my instincts" Anna answered convicted as she laid her head over his chest. "Do you regret it?" then she raised her head a little, so she could stare at him. Hitomi's eyes were looking at the ceiling, distantly.

"No" he told, and his mouth showed a smile as if he was surprised by his own response. "But you're a woman... I mean, someone could misunderstand your actions and took advantage on you".

"I know you wouldn't do this to me" she smoothed his cheek, and then caressed his lips with one finger.

"How can you be so sure?" he stared curious at her "And if you were mistaken about me, what would you do?"

"I would move on with my life, happy for having an opportunity of living all of this, not because someone forced me, but because I wanted it. I'd rather regret doing what I wanted than living in frustration for didn't have the courage to do it." she sighed, serene and smiling "But I know you're not this kind of person, my lord, so I have no reason to worry about".

He arched one eyebrow, feeling puzzled. Was Annabelle a woman ahead of her time, or in her homeland that was the habit?

"If people find that you've slept with me, they will judge you. Aren't you afraid?" Kagewaki touched her warm face and caressed it, and she held his hand, keeping it there. Within those big and bright blue globes, he saw almost naive tenderness and confidence.

"Many people loose the opportunity to be happy because they fear others' judgment, because they fear to have their reputation stained, or because they fear disobeying society's rules... I know who I am, you know who I am and that's what really matters to me. If our feelings are sincere, if our instincts ask for something inevitable, why should we deny it? Because it's a 'sin'? Human beings invented the 'sin', my lord. In the end, we're all like animals, we are free from right and wrong, we are free to feel and demonstrate what we feel, without titles, without lands. I want my life to be full, cause I don't know what will come after... and..." she settled her body over his and stroke those beautiful raven locks "I want to share this fullness with you".

His brown orbs trembled a bit confused, and a bit amazed. He stood quiet.

Lost is his own ramblings Hitomi looked at the ceiling again while he was caressing the ginger head over his chest. At last, Annabelle was feeling so comfortable that she fell asleep.

The golden light of dawn burned in Annabelle's eyes and she felt compelled to wake up. She ran her hands over the futon and realized she was alone. She sat, rubbing her eyes, then got up, dressed that white and tiny first layer of clothing and went out the cabin. She saw no one over there. Had Hitomi left?

Suddenly, a shadow covered the morning sky, Annabelle raised her eyes to understand what was happening and took the biggest scare of her life. There were giant monsters floating together, many of them had centipede's shapes, others were more like colorful insects and spiders, and some of them even had humanoid appearance – their heads and arms. They flew through dark clouds quickly, so tangled in each other that it was impossible to tell where each began and ended.

So, Annabelle did what she should have done in the night before, she wore the fancy pinkish dress, put her package on horseback and rode him, making her old companion run as faster as he could to the castle road. Maybe she could intercept her dearest young master on the way, however, who appeared in the middle of the woods was no one less than the White Baboon.

"Where do you think you're going, Annabelle Rose?"

To be continued...

I'll be very pleased if you tell me what you're thinking about what happened, guys!
If you want to send me words suggestions (which one is more appropriate, etc) for moments like that one over there (hentai/lemon) I'll be very thankful. I don't now how to call intimate parts in english without they sound too literal and I'm not so sure that the ones I chose make sense within the context.

So, see ya in the next chapter!
Kissuuus and thanks for following my fanfic!