The Divorcee Is A Wicked Black Belly 101 Was That The First Time We Had Sex Ever?

"Feeling better?" An Ning asked.

He nodded then hesitated.

"I need to take a shower."

"I already prepared your things in the shower room. Take your time. I'll get you something to eat while you're in there."

An Ning helped him up and into the shower room. Nian Zhen didn't reject her help. He even seemed to want it, peeking at her surrept.i.tiously when she poured warm water into the barrel and helped him submerged into it.

"Got everything you need? Okay, I'll be downstairs to get your dinner. I'll be back."

"An Ning," he suddenly called out, his body already warming up in the fresh water.

"Hmnn..."

Nian Zhen hesitated.

"I told Indian to make some sweets. Tell him to make sure to include those in my dinner, will you?"

"Indian?"

"The cook."

"Okay. Will do."

"An Ning!"

"What?"

"Nothing...erm...have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'm having dinner with you," An Ning said, smiling.

"Oh....oh...that's good then. Haha."

"Okay, have your wash and I'll be back."

"An Ning!"

"Nian Zhen, how am I going to get our dinner if you keep stopping me like this? Is there something else you need?"

"Nothing," Nian Zhen said sullenly, pouting. "I'll go back to my was.h.i.+ng then."

"You do that. I'll be back."

She closed the door and left before Nian Zhen could think of a way to stop her again. Ten minutes later, she opened the door and saw Nian Zhen standing by the window wearing a dark robe, his long hair wet and streaming down his back.

An Ning put the tray on the table and was about to call Nian Zhen to eat when he was suddenly beside her, clutching her in his arms and kissing her senseless.

"What in the world is wrong with you?" An Ning said, panting as she tried to extricate herself from his embrace. "I thought you were hungry."

"I am but not for food," he rasped urgently as he pulled down her dress until it pooled around her ankles, leaving her wearing nothing but a pair of black boy shorts. Nian Zhen's hungry mouth immediately fastened on An Ning's bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s, sucking and biting her pink nipples with his teeth and tongue until her legs gave way and he caught her in his arms and the two of them tumbled to bed together.

Nian Zhen's hard body fell on top of An Ning's soft one, his hands curled tightly around her naked waist as he prepared her for his mounting. He pulled her shorts down, opened his robe and was in her thrusting violently and eagerly before she even knew what was happening.

"Nian Zhen!" she cried, angry that he was again trying to blow her mind with his unbridled pa.s.sion. "Are you insane? We need to talk!"

"f.u.c.k first, talk later," Nian Zhen groaned, his hips slapping urgently and wildly against An Ning's.

"You are such an a.s.shole," An Ning gritted, clutching at his sweaty back for dear life as he continued slamming into her again and again, her bones melting against her will as his turgid c.o.c.k swept all resistance from her equally straining body.

"And you feel so good and tight," Nian Zhen rasped, taking her legs and putting them on his shoulders, which gave him even more leverage as he wiggled his hips in and out of An Ning's tight sheathe, frying her brains to nothing as she felt him harden between her thighs.

An Ning clutched at the covers as her body tightened then crashed, screaming with pleasure as Nian Zhen's groin rubbed harder against her c.l.i.t, sending her spinning deliciously into an abyss that made her body and her toes curl with unbelievable pleasure.

Ecstasy was still gus.h.i.+ng forth and bathing her thighs with honey when Nian Zhen's violent thrusting stopped and his head went down between An Ning's open thighs as he lapped at her wet slit, his tongue sucking and sipping at her juices.

"Nian...enough," An Ning mumbled exhaustedly. The highs and lows of Nian Zhen's lovemaking always crashes and burns her to ash. She didn't understand his pa.s.sion. Was it guilt? Desire? Love? She didn't know. Truth to tell, she wasn't really interested in knowing what it was either. She wasn't in love with this version of Richard but maybe she did owe him something. He was the father of her children, that alone gave him some privileges, maybe.

"I'm not done with you yet," Nian Zhen whispered huskily, forcing her mouth open so he could lick and suck at her tongue. He refused to let her evade the sensual kiss even as his hard c.o.c.k again dove into her wet p.u.s.s.y, thrusting deeper and deeper as he reawakened her senses to her own rapacious carnality, her hips meeting and inciting his delicious thrusts, her long legs tightening like vices around his moving hips.

They came together almost at the same time. An Ning's arms and legs wrapped tightly around Nian Zhen's body as she flung her head and emitted a shriek while her body rode the delicious tremors of completion. Nian Zhen buried his head and bit at An Ning's shoulder as her p.u.s.s.y milked him dry, as he emptied himself into her clasping body totally ravaged and sated.

It was a long time before either of them could move. An Ning tried to wriggle out from under Nian Zhen's body but he had her still pinned to the bed with his c.o.c.k again hardening and growing bigger inside her.

"Nian Zhen, the food is getting cold," An Ning complained, even as she groaned and opened her legs wider to accommodate his thrusting.

"Just a quick quickie then, love," he whispered incitingly. He suddenly pulled his p.e.n.i.s out and flipped her over on her stomach and on her knees, bending his muscular body over hers as he whispered his lewd desire in her ear. An Ning gasped as he snaked his arms around her waist and his blood-filled c.o.c.k again impaled her to the bed.

"Nian Zhen," she gasped, her eyes closing with delight, her hips pus.h.i.+ng back to meet his downward thrusts. Their bodies started a push and pull as old as time, the bed creaking loudly and violently with each movement. Nian Zhen roughly bit An Ning's neck, his hoa.r.s.e voice encouraging her, telling her she felt soft and delicious in his arms. He turned her face to his and his hungry mouth pillaged her mouth and plundered her tongue, sucking and licking until they both nearly ran out of breath and the loving became even more fierce and savage.

"Nian Zhen, stop. I...I can't take anymore." As usual, An Ning found herself begging for mercy, her body ravaged by Nian Zhen's devastating brand of pa.s.sion. Nian Zhen's ragged voice was harsh in her ear, his strong arms enclosing her body in a tight cage. She couldn't move even if she wanted to. She could only follow him to the end as their pa.s.sion hurled them against the waves and they finally lay limp and exhausted against each other's panting bodies.

"Are you alright?" Nian Zhen asked afterwards, looking down at her sweaty face with some concern. "I forgot that you're new at this. I didn't hurt you, did I, Ning Ning?"

"Hmmnnn..." An Ning was too sleepy to answer.

She felt him leave the bed and a few minutes later something warm and soothing was being pressed between her aching legs. An Ning opened her eyes and saw Nian Zhen tenderly wiped away the proof of their shared pa.s.sion on her still tender v.a.g.i.n.a with a warm washcloth. She looked at him without saying a word, beyond embarra.s.sed and outraged by what he was doing.

"You bled a little," he said, tenderly kissing her on the mouth before putting the washcloth on the side. "Do you want to go downstairs instead? We could warm up some food in the kitchen."

An Ning nodded and allowed Nian Zhen to help her up. He took a dark robe from a chest and helped her into it then slipped into the robe he had earlier worn. Together they went downstairs into the dark kitchen holding hands. Nian Zhen pulled An Ning beside him as he lighted the lamps. Then he turned the old stove on and proceeded to fry the left over rice and warm up several dishes Indian had left for them.

They sat down and have their late dinner in companionable silence, Nian Zhen putting the choicest meat on An Ning's bowl with his chopsticks. An Ning ate all of it. She was hungry and enjoyed the food as he watched indulgently.

They were sipping the tea that An Ning brewed when Nian Zhen finally broke the silence.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"I didn't want you to see me like that," he said, looking embarra.s.sed. "It doesn't usually happen, Ning Ning. I guess I was upset when my brother's name was mentioned."

"I'm not worried about that," An Ning said, putting down her cup. "Hank and the others told me what went on when you crossed over. There is something in this unknown energy that's affecting your system badly, Nian Zhen. Promise me you won't go inside the tunnel unless we have an idea what this is about."

"You're worried about me?" Nian Zhen smiled delightedly.

"Of course I'm worried. What if you can't turn back again? What if you stay forever as that...that...I know it's kind of cool turning into the Incredible Hulk when you fall into a rage but I'm worried about the kids."

"The kids," Nian Zhen said, stunned.

"Yes, your kids."

"You've...you've never admitted that they're mine before," Nian Zhen actually looked quite shaken.

"I didn't? When?" An Ning asked, looking quite shocked.

"We met several times when you were still pregnant. I wanted to ask you about it but out of pride, I wanted you to be the one to tell me that the baby was mine. You never did. In fact, you never mentioned anything about it to me. I thought at that time that you wanted me to a.s.sume it was Han's."

"You knew you were the father from the very beginning? But weren't we divorced by then? How could you be the father if we're not..."

An Ning stopped because Nian Zhen turned away, beet red with guilt.

"Nian Zhen? What the h.e.l.l did you do?"

"Nothing," he mumbled.

"Don't you dare lie to me," An Ning's voice was shrill with anger. "I found out the twins wasn't Han's because I had them tested for DNA. And that was a few months after I gave birth. And all the while you knew you were the father?" An Ning screamed. "You were with Valerie and I was with Han, so how could I get pregnant with your child? And don't tell me I offered myself to you because that would be a lot of bull. I divorced you. You didn't divorce me. I kicked you out so how did I, all of a sudden, got pregnant with your child?"

"I...I..erm...I sort of...sort of...seduced you," Nian Zhen squeaked, looking at her like a little boy caught with his hands on the cookie jar.

"What?!" An Ning's voice literally shook the rafters of the old castle. "When and where did this seduction happen?"

"Darling, I was mad with jealousy when I found about you and...that man who calls himself my brother," Nian Zhen said, taking An Ning's hand in a tight grip. "I literally felt gutted when mom and dad told me you were going out with him. I thought it was a joke at first but when Han himself told me...I wanted to kill him. And then he told me you were pregnant. He knew and I knew it wasn't his so you could just imagine the torture I went through when you wouldn't acknowledge it. You put me through h.e.l.l, An Ning. You were so cool and indifferent in your complete rejection of me. And then the accident happened. I had this dream you see that if I could just tell you what I felt, everything will turn back the way it was. I knew Valerie was a mistake the moment you asked me for a divorce. But I was too proud and I didn't know my own heart so I let you go. But the second chance I wanted disappeared just like that. You were sleeping the last time I saw you in my original body. I wanted to wake you. I wanted you to know how much I loved you. It hurt so much to realize how much I desperately want you and be with you just as I was slipping away and you didn't know. I've made so many mistakes when it came to you, An Ning. I was a blind fool and when I realized it, I went to your apartment and tried to beg you to take me back but you wouldn't listen and tried to kick me out instead. I... I was desperate and could only think of seducing you so you'll be forced to take me back if, maybe, I would get you pregnant and..."

"Was that the first time we had s.e.x together ever?" An Ning was forced to asked although she already had an inkling that that might be the case.

Nian Zhen silently nodded.

"What the...? I thought we grew up together? Wait...wait...I think I'm forgetting something," An Ning said with a bitter laugh. "I was in love with you but you weren't in love with me. I stalked you like a serial killer but you put up with me because we were friends. But you weren't in love with me so I guess my question is, did you marry me because you got tired of running and just allowed me to catch you?"

"Something like that, yes," Nian Zhen said but with a look of panic on his face.

An Ning's laugh this time was free and easy.

"Oh G.o.d, our story sounds like a demented episode of the Twilight Zone," she said, chuckling. "You know what's even funnier? That I don't remember any of it."

"Not even the time we first met as kids?" Nian Zhen asked, horrified.

"Not even when we had our first s.e.x," An Ning pointed out. "How the h.e.l.l did we end up like this anyway? I've become some sort of a female warrior and you've become the Incredible Hulk. You do know out kids skipped childhood and are now in their teens, don't you? They're both thirteen now and you're eighteen and I'm sixteen. Seriously, how did our lives get so f.u.c.ked up like this?"

Nian Zhen tenderly embraced An Ning.

"Do you forgive me?" he asked, kissing her pouty lips.

"I guess," she shrugged. "You've given me two beautiful children, Nian Zhen. How can I blame you for having them? Both of them are good kids. And I miss them so," An Ning's sentence ended on a sob as she buried her head on Nian Zhen's chest and wept.

"Shhh, darling. Hush," he crooned against her warm neck. "We'll find them, I promise you that."

"How? Mom said they're lost and there's no way of knowing where they are unless we go out there and search. And I don't want to do that knowing this magus gene would probably kill you if you become more exposed to it."

"It won't," he smiled. "I have yet to meet my kids so I won't die anytime soon. And there is a way we can track where they are. Trust me."

"What are you thinking?" she asked suspiciously.

"Ye of little faith," he teased, trailing warm kisses down her long, white neck. She half-heartedly tried to push him away but Nian Zhen gripped her in his arms and silenced her protests with a hard kiss. It was not long before the tall young boy again dragged the slender girl upstairs to their bedroom and proceeded to reignite her lost memory by showing her the pa.s.sion and the fury of their first time together.