Passionate Night with Charlotte [R-18]

As Marcus held Charlotte in his arms, he could feel her trembling slightly, her hands clutching him tightly as if she was afraid to let him go.

The strength of her grip was a clear sign of how much she was struggling with her emotions, but also of how deeply she cared for him.

Marcus couldn't help but smile softly at the thought—no matter the turmoil in her heart, Charlotte loved him.

His gaze softened as he looked down at her, and without thinking, his face moved closer to hers. His lips brushed against hers in a gentle, tender kiss.

At first, Charlotte was stiff, caught off guard by the sudden intimacy. But after a moment, she melted into him, returning the kiss with a soft desperation, as if this kiss was her way of reassuring herself that Marcus was still hers, despite everything.

The kiss deepened, and for a few seconds, the world around them disappeared. There were no complicated feelings, no tangled emotions, just the warmth of their lips meeting and the quiet comfort of their embrace. Marcus could feel Charlotte relax in his arms, the tension leaving her body as she surrendered to the moment.

When they finally broke apart, Charlotte's eyes fluttered open, her face flushed with a mixture of emotion and embarrassment. She looked up at Marcus, her lips still slightly parted as if she wanted to say something but couldn't quite find the words.

Marcus placed a hand on her cheek, brushing away a stray tear that had fallen during their kiss. "You mean everything to me," he whispered softly, his voice filled with a tenderness that almost surprised even himself. "I want you to know that."

Charlotte bit her lip, her eyes shimmering with uncertainty, but also hope. "Do you… really mean that?" she asked, her voice barely audible.

Marcus nodded, his thumb caressing her cheek. "I do," he assured her. "No matter what happens, my feelings for you will never change."After this marcus picked Charlotte and carry her towards bed.

She couldn't believe what he said and was too shy to respond.

As marcus gently laid her down on the bed, she suddenly noticed his hardened member protruding from under his robe.

Her heart began to race, and she blushed as she realized she was becoming aroused by the sight of it.

He smiled at her reaction, but said nothing. Instead, he climbed on top of her, leaning down so that his lips were mere inches from hers.

"I love you," he whispered, his breath hot on her skin.

Charlotte swallowed, trying to speak but failing to produce any words. She was trembling, and her face felt flushed.

Marcus's hands moved up to cup her breasts, kneading them gently as his mouth descended to take one of her nipples in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the tip.

Charlotte gasped at the sensation, arching her back off the bed.

He moved to her other breast, giving it the same attention as the first. Then, his hands traveled down her body, his fingertips grazing her skin, sending shivers through her.

"Marcus," she breathed, her voice husky with desire. "Please…"

Marcus paused, looking up at her, his gaze filled with love and passion. "What is it, my love?"

Charlotte swallowed, her heart pounding. "I want you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "I want you to make love to me."

A slow smile spread across Marcus's lips, and he leaned down, his mouth hovering above hers.

"As you wish," he murmured, before closing the gap between them and kissing her deeply.

Their lips met, and Charlotte felt as if she were floating on a cloud. Marcus's hands were everywhere, his touch igniting a fire inside her that threatened to consume her.

As he slowly kissed his way down her body, she could barely contain her desire. When his mouth reached the apex of her thighs, she moaned with pleasure, her fingers tangling in his hair.

Marcus's tongue dipped inside her, exploring her wetness, tasting her. Charlotte writhed beneath him, her body quivering with need.

"Marcus, please," she begged, her voice ragged with desire.

He looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust, and she could see the outline of his hardness beneath his robe.

With one smooth motion, he stood up, undoing the knot in his sash and letting his robe fall to the floor. Charlotte stared at his naked body, her eyes drinking in every inch of him. He was all hard lines and lean muscle, his skin a warm, golden color. And his cock, thick and long, was standing at attention, ready to take her.

As he leaned down to kiss her once more, Charlotte could feel his hardness pressing against her. She moaned, her body aching for him.

Marcus entered her slowly, savoring every inch of her as he buried himself deep inside her.

She gasped at the fullness, her body adjusting to the feel of him. Then, as he began to move, her eyes fluttered shut, and she gave herself over to the sensation of his lovemaking.

They moved together, their bodies entwined, their hearts and souls united in their passion.

As Marcus increased the pace, Charlotte's pleasure intensified. She clung to him, her body moving in time with his.And then, with a cry, she tumbled over the edge, her orgasm rippling through her like waves crashing on the shore.

Marcus followed soon after, his own release mingling with hers as he emptied himself inside her.

In the afterglow of their lovemaking, Marcus pulled Charlotte close, cradling her in his arms.

After this marcus said to Charlotte " i want to try a new position" and charlotte agreed.

It was the position that Marcus always wanted to try out in his past life. But he can't because he was single for all his life.

"What is it?" she asked, curiosity in her voice.

"You have to lay down on your stomach first" Marcus instructed.

She complied and was now laying on her stomach.

Marcus then placed a pillow below her belly and another one near her waist.

"Now spread your legs" Marcus continued.

Charlotte spread her legs, exposing her wet pussy.

Marcus could smell her arousal and couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Now lift your hips a bit" Marcus instructed.

Again, Charlotte complied and was now lifting her hips.

"Perfect" Marcus said as he aligned his cock to her pussy.

"Are you ready?" Marcus asked.

"Yes" Charlotte replied.

"Good, because I'm going to fuck you like this until you can't take it anymore" Marcus said, his voice dripping with lust.

"Please, fuck me Marcus" Charlotte begged, her voice filled with desire.With one swift thrust, Marcus entered her, his cock filling her completely.

Charlotte let out a moan of pleasure, her body responding to his movements.

As he began to thrust, he could feel Charlotte's walls tightening around his cock, the sensation almost sending him over the edge.

But he managed to control himself, his body moving in a rhythm that drove Charlotte wild.With each thrust, she could feel his cock hitting her deepest, most sensitive spots, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

And as he continued to fuck her, she could feel another orgasm building inside her.

"I'm going to cum" Charlotte moaned, her body on the verge of release.

"Cum for me" Marcus said, his own release imminent.

And with one final thrust, they both came, their bodies shuddering with pleasure.

As Marcus pulled out, he could see the evidence of their lovemaking dripping from her pussy.

After this marcus and Charlotte continued to have sex all night.

Marcus couldn't keep his hands off her and kept on fucking her in various positions.

By the end of the night, they were both exhausted but extremely satisfied.

As they lay in each other's arms, they couldn't help but smile at how far they'd come.

From a tentative relationship to a passionate one, their love had only grown stronger.

The next day marcus woke up early in the morning.

When he tried to move he couldn't.

Because Charlotte was sleeping on his chest and she was holding him tightly.

Marcus was unable to move even an inch.

Marcus was in the most comfortable prison.

But it was a prison nevertheless.

Marcus wanted to move but he can't.

And he can't wake Charlotte either because she is very tired after having a night full of sex.

So, marcus gave up and relaxed his body.

"It's okay" he thought to himself. "I can stay here for a while"

After this marcus said in a low voice "status window"

[Status Window]

Name: Marcus Ravenscroft

Job: Young Master of Ravenscroft House

Strength: 50 → 51

Endurance: 54 → 62

Agility: 50 → 54

Intelligence: 70

Mana: 700 (1-Star Mage)

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[Magic Mastery]

•Dark: Master

•Fire: Intermediate

•Wind: Intermediate

•Water: Unawakened

•Earth: Unawakened

•Light: Cannot be Awakened

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[Abilities]

•Charm [Lv-3]

•Dark Aura Manipulation [Lv-5]

•Sword Aura [Lv-1]

• Sound Barrier [Lv-3]

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[Skills]

•Swordsmanship

•Ignite

•Fireball

•Whirlwind

•Air Impact

•Fire Wall

•Swift Strike

•Fire Fist

•Fire Strike

•Wind Slash

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[Rewards]

- Rewarding 1000 points for having an intimate relationship (x10 = 10,000 points)

[Demon Points : 25,000 ]

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Seeing his demon points increased to 25,000 points ,there was a smile on his face , but still it was not enough he knows.