Chapter 19

Maximilian Arthur's POV

Mahigpit na nakayakap ang dalawang braso ko sa leeg ni Zyrho dahil nagboluntaryo siyang ihatid ako sa aking kwarto. Sino ba naman ako para tumanggi sa alok niya? Eh, makakatipid ako nito sa energy ko.

Now he is carrying me in a bridal style towards my room. Idinikit ko ang aking ilong sa dibdib ni Zyrho. And secretly inhaled his manly scent. Nababaliw na ako sa amoy niya! Akala ko tapos na ako sa paghihiling ito kaso mukhang hindi pa talaga. Adik na adik pa rin ako sa bango niya!

"In my bedroom na lang, Arth."

Nag-angat ako ng tingin kay Zyrho bago nagtanong, "Huh? Sa bedroom mo?"

Zyrho is taking each step deliberately and with careful precision.

"Hmm, let's share a room." He answered.

Pinalobo ko ang aking bibig. Oo nga,'no? Why not sharing a room? As if it makes different naman since... since... he already invaded my whole being.

"Iyon ba ang gusto mo?" tanong ko sa kanya.

He nodded. "It is. Pero syempre kung ano pa rin ang gusto mo ang s'yang masusunod."

I like it when he considers my feelings. I like it when he asks me first before doing anything that involves me. It feels like he is taking every step with me.

Yumakap ako sa kanyang keeg ng mahigpit at inunan ang ulo sa kanyang dibdib. Rinig na rinig ko ang bawat sipa ng kanyang puso.

"Ikaw bahala." anang ko. "Basta malikot ako katabi."

For the first time ever since I started living together with Zyrho, we will be sleeping in one room and on one bed!

He slowly placed me down on his bed.

A small smile crept onto my lips as Zyrho's masculine scent slowly wafted toward my nose. His scent truly brings serenity to my senses.

"Your milk, naiwan ko sa baba. I'll just get it," he said as he excused himself.

I nodded slowly. When Zyrho left the room, I glanced around. I wasn't sure if this was really his room, but I liked how bare it was. Just one large painting hung above the bed, a flat-screen television with a flower vase beside it. In the other corner, there was a closet and a door.

Nang ibalik ko ang aking mata sa aparador kung nasaan iyong TV, doon ko lang napansin ang isang album na katabi nang isang frame. At dahil napukaw noon ang pagkakuryoso ko. Tumayo ako at nilapitan iyon.

Dinamput ko ang frame at tiningnan iyon ng mabuti. Kuha ang larawan sa harap ng matayog na ferris wheel. Nasa larawan ay si Tita Cass, Tito Tyson, tapos tatlong malulusog na bata, na sina Zyrho, Zhuri, at Zen. Tita Cass looks flustered on the photo and he was staring at Tito Tyson. It's so cute! Doon sa larawn ay ang triplets pa tapos ngayon anim na anak nila. Grabe pala talaga sila Tita Cass, dalawang ere-an niya lang anim na kaagad ang anak nila ni Tito Tyson. What a gene!?

Nang ibaba ko ang frame, sunod ko namang kinuha ang isang photo album. Pagkabuklat ko sa album ay bumungad kaagad sa akin ang larawan ng triplets at parang naliligo sila sa icing, bagot ang mukha ni Zyrho tapos si Zen at Zhuri naman ay halos kita ko ang ngala-ngala.

"Baby?"

Lumugso ang dibdib ko nang marinig ko ang boses ni Zyrho. Mabilis kong binaba ang album at saka ito nilingon.

A wide grin stretches across my face as I meet Zyrho's gaze, my eyes sparkling with delight. I went back to the bed.

Zyrho sauntered towards me while taking a glance at the shelves. He handed me a glass of milk.

"Anong tiningnan mo doon? The photo album?"

Hilaw ang aking ngiti kay Zyrho.

"O-oh," my voice shook.

"You want to take a look at it?"

"O-okay lang?" Nakuryoso na rin kasi ako. Tapos ang cute-cute nila noong bata pa sila. They looked like an angel when they were still kids, but now... I don't want to talk about it.

"Yes," he answered and got the photo album. "I'll just take a shower. When you finish your milk, put it aside," he said, handing the photo album to me.

I nodded.

Nang pumasok si Zyrho sa banyo, tutunggain ko na sana ang gatas nang biglang pumasok sa isip ko ang sinabi ni Zyrho nung nakaraan.

"It'll be my milk next time. Good night, baby."

"It'll be my milk next time. Good night, baby."

"It'll be my milk next time. Good night, baby."

Itinabi ko ang baso ng gatas sa may bedside table at napasabunot sa aking buhok. Napatitig ako sa photo album sa aking hita at parang sirang plaka na nagp-play sa utak ko ang sinabi ni Zyrho. Shit! Shit! Shit!

Lintik na gatas!

Ilang minuto pa akong natulala bago muling kinuha ang gatas at pikit mata itong ininom. When I stared at the glass with faint remnants of white liquid, it was no longer the same or normal milk in my mind.

I shooed the lecherous thoughts away from my head and started to rummage through the photo album once again. It's a good distraction for my mind.

Ngunit hindi pa ako nakakabuklat sa pang-apat na pahina noong album ay tumunog naman ang doorknob ng banyo. Lumingon ako doon.

My eyes widened when I saw Zyrho, topless, coming out of the bathroom and nonchalantly walking towards the bed. His pants were loose, and a few drops of water were still dripping from his head, with a white towel draped over it.

His daring and ripped muscles twitched as he coolly wiped his wet hair with the towel. His muscles were inviting attention and craving touch!

Nang makita kong papalingon siya sa akin, mabilis kong ibinalik ang aking mata sa mga larawan.

I squinted my eyes and breathed out harshly through my mouth. Shit! Is he seducing me? Why does he need to come out of the bathroom topless? He obviously knows that I'm here, and he is displaying his body around me! He is obviously doing it on purpose! Or am I overreacting?

"What are you looking at?"

I took a brief glance at him. "H-huh?" I stuttered, distracted by his presence very much!

Napalunok ako nang umusog siya papalapit sa akin hanggang sa sumagi ang kanyang dibdib sa aking balikat!

Shit! He is intentionally doing it on purpose! Dammit!

"This photo was taken way back on our first birthday with dad," he said, and his breath was fanning the back of my ear!

"O-oh, ganon ba."

I turned to the next page.

"This is Papa Dad and Dad's wedding in Palawan," he spoke and raised a hand to point out the specific photo.

I swiftly closed the album and said, "Inaantok na pala ako. Matutulog na ako." Then I turned to Zyrho's direction only to find his face centimeters away from mine.

Kaagad na napaatras ang aking ulo at nanlalaki ang mga mata. I know that Zyrho and I have shared many kisses and done more than that, but I'm just anxious right now because it's the first time we are sharing a bed. Ibang usapan na ito. It may sound like an OA, but I don't care.

"Okay, goodnight, baby," Zyrho said and planted feathery kisses on my forehead and cheeks.

Dumausdos ako sa kama, patalikod na humiga at nagtulakbong sa makapal na kumot! Shit! I feel hot all over my body! Am I being overly sensitive? Or is it just that Zyrho is beside me and he gives me this kind of feeling? Or are the hormones driving me nuts! I'm feeling hot inside and itchy!

Malalim ang lunok ko nang patayin ni Zyrho ang ilaw sa kwarto at iniwan lang na bukas ang lampshade sa bedside table.

I feel like crying under the blanket. The room is filled with Zyrho's scent. I like it so much, yet it also feels like it isn't enough. It feels like there is something missing that I cannot pinpoint. I'm craving something that I cannot name!

Minutes later, I feel some hot liquid flowing out from the corners of my eyes. Sunod ko naman iyong pinapalis gamit ang kumot. Ang pipi kong iyak ay naging maingay na sa sumunod na minuto. Hindi ko na ito nak-kontrol.

"Arth? Baby? Is there something wrong?" ani Zyrho pero hindi ko siya pinansin at nagpahid lang ako ng luha sa ilalim ng kumot.

Umuga at nag-ingay iyong kumot at bedsheets.

"Arth, I'm worried. What's wrong, baby? May kailangan ka ba? May gusto kang kainin? Tell me, Arth." He persuaded ever more, but I just cry for more.

"Arth, tatanggalin ko itong kumot mo." wika niya kaya napakapit ako ng mahigpit sa kumot ko. However, Zyrho successfully take off the blanket away from me.

Napatihaya ako at napatitig kay Zyrho. Sa tulong ng ilaw mula sa lampshade, nakita ko ang pag-igting ng kanyang mga panga at pagtalim ng kanyang mga titig.

"Arth, what's wrong?" Problemadong tanong ni Zyrho habang tinititigan ako.

Umiling ako.

Zyrho gently brushed away my tears using the pads of his thumbs. Contrary to his stoic and dark face, he remained gentle as he wiped my tears.

"Don't you want to share a bed with me, hmm?" he tenderly inquired.

"No," I croaked.

"Hungry? Does our baby want something?"

I shook my head. Wala namang gusto ang baby namin. Siguro OA lang ako ngayon? Nag-iinarte na naman? Ewan ko, mababaliw na ako sa pagbubuntis kong iton!

"You wanna go out?"

"You want avocado?"

"You want me to open the lights?"

Sa lahat ng tanong ni Zyrho puro iling lang ang sinagot ko sa kanya habang patuloy na tumutulo ang luha ko. Parang OA at tanga lang! Pati ako naguguluhan sa aking sarili.

Bumuntong hininga si Zyrho.

"I will just hug you until you finally know or remember what you want, okay?" He said softly and combed my hair with his fingers.

I bit my lip and nodded.

Zyrho lay beside me and shared a blanket with me. He pulled me towards him and enveloped his arms around my body.

"Hug me too if you want," he whispered in my ear.

Slowly, I raised my arms and wrapped them around Zyrho's naked body. My eyelids felt heavy as I absorbed his warmth. His post-shower scent enveloped me, feeling like a tranquilizer for my restless mind.

"Do you need anything?"

I shook my head.

"I'm sleepy."

Zyrho simply hummed and enveloped me in a tight embrace, holding me close as if he never wanted to let go.

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The next time I opened my eyes, I found myself greeted by the expansive breadth of Zyrho's chest. His muscular torso rose and fell with each breath, sending waves of warm air cascading over me. As my gaze darted around, I noticed the gentle glow of the morning sun filtering through the glass window, casting a soft radiance across the room.

As I attempted to shift my legs, I discovered they were entangled with Zyrho's. It dawned on me that my arms were tightly ensnared around him. With haste, I released my grip and unraveled my arms from his embrace.

Sinubukan kong igalaw muli ang aking paa ngunit nanlamig ako nang may masagi ang aking hita. Malaki, matigas, at mahaba. Shit!

Sa kadahilanang gusto kong tumayo at magbanyo ay ginalaw ko pang muli ang aking binti kahit alam kong may masasagi ako sa ibaba.

Ramdam ko ang pagtayo ng mga balahibo ko sa aking katawan at pagdaan ng lamig sa buong katawan ko nang pumitik sa aking binti ang bagay na malaki, naninigas, at mahaba.

As my legs brushed against Zyrho's sensitive spot, a growl escaped Zyrho's mouth.

"Baby," Zyrho's husky groan.

Tiningala ko siya at tama naman na yumuko siya sa akin.

"You are awakening the sleeping beast down there, baby," he followed.

"S-sorry."

"He is very... very angry, baby," Zyrho's chiseled jaws clenched tightly, emphasizing his resolve.

"I-I'm sorry. I just want to go to the bathroom and... a-and your legs." I can hardly finish my sentence with my mind on the edge.

Zyrho firmly grasps my hand and guides it beneath the blanket, where his hidden beast lurks. Despite the barrier of thick fabric, I can unmistakably feel the length of him pulsating beneath my palm!

Nanginginig ang kamay ko at tila natamaan ng kidlat! Mabilis ang paggapang ng init sa aking batok tungo sa aking tenga at pagkalat no'n sa aking mukha. Shit! Ganito ba kalandi itong si Zyrho sa umaga? Mukhang lumalala na ang pagiging malandi niya sa bawat araw na kasama ko siya!

Lumunok ako kahit nawawalan na ako ng tubig sa aking lalamunan.

"W-what should we do? Para hindi na siya magalit?" Kinakabahan kong tanong kay Zyrho, blood was pumping on my ears.

"Tame him," he suggested.

"T-tame?"

"Yes, baby," he breathed a heavy sigh and pressed my palm deeper onto his hard manhood.

"H-how do I tame that?"

He chuckled. Zyrho's morning chuckle would be the cause of my death someday. It's just so sexy and manly.

"Pet him, stroke him, show him who owns him," he instructed while guiding my hand on his manliness, riling it even more.

Uminit lalo ang aking mukha dahil sa mga salitang binibitawan ni Zyrho. Tangina! He wasn't holding back anymore. Zyrho was showing his true colors to me right now!

'Zylander Howell 'Feelingerong Malandi na Timawa' Maranzano!' My brain shouted.

I know that Zyrho and I have already had sex, however, we were both under the influence of alcohol at that time. I hardly remember that night with him, let alone his actions—his manhood! Despite the fact that he already had me yesterday, I'm still shy around him. Damn! I'm such a fool when it comes to things like this!

Shit! Hindi ko alam na darating pala ang araw na kakailanganin kong manood ng porn para lang magkaalam sa bagay-bagay na ito. I mean, si Zyrho... I think he is an expert and has experience, whereas I, on the other hand, am not an expert and have no experience. Kahit nga porn ay hindi pa ako nakakapanood no'n. Mas lalong hindi ko rin alam kung saan iyon napapanood o bininili ba ang bagay na ganoon.

Nagpakain ako sa aking malalim na pag-iisip at hindi ko namamalayan na dumiin na pala ang palad ko sa pagkalalaki ni Zyrho! Napatalon na lang ako nang marinig ko ang ungol nito.

"Ugh!"

"S-s-sorry! Sorry, Zyrho."

Zyrho's tomato-red face now mirrored mine. The veins on his neck protruded.

"Take responsibility, baby. Tame the beast you awaken," he said, and without further ado, he shoved my hands inside his pants.

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