CHAPTER 88: GIANT EGGPLANT

’Jenna’

’Jenna’

Jenna turned her body to the side, searching for where the voice was coming from. It sounded familiar, though it was coming from a distance. Like she was standing in a forest and the voice came from the other side. But it wasn’t the voice that bothered Jenna.

It was the huge eggplant that she sat on!

Jenna had never seen an one so big in her entirelife. And even with her weight she wasn’t squashing it- rather, it itched her.

It itchedin a way that felt so good. It was too much of a strange situation, but Jenna wanted to get to the bottom of it before she questioned what should be regarded as abnormal.

Moving her leg up, Jenna rubbed her inner thighs against the sturdy eggplant. The more she moved her body, the more it felt like an abomination to move away from it.

"How can an eggplant be so strong?" Jenna heard her own voice asking what worried her mind. Aside from the strangeness, she could stay there all day feeling the hardness on her body without asking where something like this existed.

If Jenna had taken a moment from enjoying her new guilty pleasure, pressing her core sinfully pleasing against it and maybe glanced around, she would have noticed that the forest surrounding her had white leaves, and they floated away from their branches.

’Is this torment my penance for a mere goodnight kiss?’

Jenna widened her eyes when she heard the voice with no face. Aside from her newfound beloved, there was no other person there with her, and she didn’t want anyone interrupting her moment of connecting with nature on a deeper and harder level.

"Who is there?" Jenna asked, shifting her eyes to the side.

’Maybe if you move a little I’ll breathe and speak,’

The voice spoke again, this time very loud and clear, like it was behind Jenna. She turned around and found nobody else but her strange giant throne. Feeling like her precious was about to be taken away from her by the unknown voice, Jenna hugged the plant possessively like a precious gem, her eyes darting around in alert.

Meanwhile, inside the bedroom Rhane tried to move his body to the side, but Jenna refused to let go of him.

"Jenna?" He whispered softly, trying not to startle her awake. It was futile because Jenna mumbled some words of warning then leaned closer to snuggle into his skin.

Rhane dropped his back on the bed and sighed. He’d woken up earlier when he felt someone curled up by his side. At first he enjoyed having Jenna snuggled up around him. It warmed his heart so much to see how vulnerable she was while asleep.

All that worried her and made her edgy no longer existed. At the moment she was just a woman, a young girl at heart hoping to find solace in the arms of someone stronger. Not afraid of being maltreated or broken to submission. It was the life Rhane wanted to give Jenna.

A life where she had nothing to be afraid of, where she didn’t fear his strength but basked in the masculinity of having a protector.

Grabbing gently a handful of Jenna’s hair, Rhane rubbed it against his palm. He moved his fingers slowly down to her cheek and traced it down to her neck.

"Mm," Jenna mumbled again in her sleep, pressing her body even closer.

Rhane’s lips tugged. "You make it so difficult not to think of only you," he pressed his thumb on her soft shoulder bones.

"How can someone so small have a leash so strong." He traced down his fingers just a shy from her chest and paused.

It was easy to rip the small nightdress and bare Jenna for his eyes, Rhane thought as he grazed Jenna’s body with his cold hazel eyes. He could slip his hand inside of her and feel her warmth with his palm, and it wouldn’t end there. He could also continue what he had started the previous night.

It was going to be easy, maybe wake Jenna up with him filled up inside of her. A perfect morning. One he’d always dreamed of.

"I’d be damned," Rhane groaned, tearing his gaze and hand away from Jenna’s body at the same time. He felt his member swell up, following the desires pent up in his mind.

"You’re lucky you’re Jenna," Rhane muttered to himself. "I should take a walk," He slowly began to shift away from Jenna’s side when he froze.

Jenna leaned in even closer, moving one leg up and dropping it on Rhane’s stomach.

Rhane waited patiently for her to scream when she realized she was rubbing her leg on his hardness, but it didn’t come. Another second passed, followed by Jenna’s soft snore.

"Wh- She’s- this woman will be the end of me," Rhane groaned, looking around the room as if to tender his complaint to bystanders.

Struggling to slip out of the bed, Rhane tried to move Jenna’s leg and replace his body with a pillow for her, but it made the situation worse.

Jenna moved her leg up and then smoothed it down with a soft moan that escaped her lips when the hardness hit her inner thighs.

"Sss," Rhane hissed, his entire body trembling with need. The male instinct to rip Jenna’s legs apart filled his senses, and he grabbed her by the waist and pinned her even closer to himself.

On a second thought, Rhane let go of her. He had promised not to touch Jenna except she asked for it. And that would be when she accepted to be his woman without regrets. Forcing himself on her while she slept, Rhane’s heart ached at the betrayal Jenna would feel if he stooped that low.

Still, with the desires that burned his eyes, making them look like the darker shade of a sea before a heavy storm, he slowly began to move Jenna’s leg away from himself.

"My eggplant," Jenna whined, rocking her waist with need. Like a magnet near iron she trapped her body back to Rhane’s own.

Out of frustration, Rhane grabbed her leg up with force.

"Help me to help you here, woman!" His voice thundered, filled with annoyance and a dangling rope of restraint.

Jenna opened her eyes finally with the aggressive shake and loud voice. The first thing she saw was her leg up in the air with Rhane leaning close to her. This sent a distress warning to her entire senses.

Rhane narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He began to explain, seeing how Jenna stared back at him like a thief caught in daylight. "It’s not what you think, Jenna, you were—"

"You promised not to do anything, you—" Jenna used her free leg to kick Rhane with force until he was on the ground.

A loud thud shook the wooden frame of the bed, then silence returned inside the room.

Jenna grabbed the bedcover over her body, crawling on the bed to find Rhane groaning internally on the floor, with his forehead kissing the marble floor.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to kick so hard," Jenna muttered, her two hands covering her mouth.She’d woken up annoyed that her strange dream had been snatched away from her and then she opened her eyes to see Rhane holding one of her legs up.

Everything had happened so fast, she didn’t get the chance to think.

Rhane, on the other side of the floor, closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. Somehow he was glad for the kick, since he deserved it for almost breaking his promises.

"Are you okay?" Jenna asked again, feeling really bad. With the way her leg ached she knew she had kicked too hard.

Rhane raised his hand to show life but remained on the ground. Not because he was hurting, but he needed time to get his hardness reduced, else Jenna would do more than kick him.

Jenna rubbed her disheveled hair away from her eyes, getting rid of the remaining sleep.

Rhane finally sat up, raking his fingers through his hair. He sat on the ground, with one leg flat on the ground and the other raised to his knee. He stared at Jenna for a second before saying,

"I was trying to wake you up."

Jenna nodded. Of course, that would be the case. She didn’t trust men, but Rhane wouldn’t try to sneak in on her while she was asleep. He had the chance to do it in the past but never did. She had every reason to believe him.

"I’m sorry, Rhane," Jenna muttered an apology. "I was having a really great dream... so I got annoyed when the eggplant got taken away from me."

Rhane’s brows raised in a perfect arch. "Eggplant?"

Jenna’s face flushed. She wasn’t supposed to talk about it. "Yes... I had a dream about a really giant eggplant. I’ve never seen one so big and hard." She remarked, licking her lips.

"Oh," Rhane replied dryly with a small nod. Pushing his body up from the ground, he folded his arms across his chest. With his head tilted to the side, he scanned Jenna’s face. Rhane’s lips twitched with dry amusement.

"Humor me, my little sunflower. Did it feel good rubbing yourself against this ’eggplant?’"

Jenna blushed even harder, rubbing her palms together. "Ye— how did you know?!"

"Because I am Rhane Henderick Eggplant."