The Moment I Lost Control
(Nocturne's POV – The Divine Executioner Is Mine)
Damn it.
He's even more irresistible in person.
The way he stood there—**completely unshaken, completely in control—**made my blood boil with excitement.
I wanted him. Now.
Without another thought, I grabbed him and crashed my lips against his in a deep, passionate kiss.
The moment our mouths met, something inside me ignited.
It had been so long—too long.
After Murim, after lifetimes of war and power struggles—feeling him again was intoxicating.
And there was no way in hell I was letting him go.
He pulled back slightly, his golden eyes burning into mine.
"Aren't you supposed to hate me?" he asked, his voice husky.
I bit his neck, making him grunt, and whispered against his skin—
"I hate you. That's why I want you to be at my mercy."
I felt him tense under my touch, but it wasn't resistance—it was amusement.
Damn it.
His lips.
His scent.
And his biceps—hidden under that damn coat.
I wanted them wrapped around me.
I wanted them holding me down.
I wanted him inside me.
Just as I was about to rip off his coat—
A system notification popped up.
---
[SYSTEM WARNING]
⚠️ Target's Size: 11 Inches. Proceed with caution.
---
I smirked, looking at the notification, then back at him.
Katerina Maa… You absolute idiot.
I laughed inwardly, wondering what Oberan's size might've been.
The system answered before I even had to ask.
---
[SYSTEM ANALYSIS]
Oberan's Size: 7 Inches.
Original Henry Hans' Size: 10 Inches – However, he always held back, fearing Katerina wouldn't be comfortable.
---
I froze.
Damn it.
Original Henry… You were already perfect even before the Divine Executioner merged with you.
But now?
Now, you and him are one.
And that makes you unstoppable.
I clenched my fists, rage building inside me—not toward Henry, but toward every cheating woman who had thrown away men like him.
To all those pathetic wives who betrayed their loyal husbands…
To every woman who discarded a good man for cheap thrills…
You don't deserve them.
You were never worthy of them.
And me?
I would make sure Henry Hans belonged to me and only me.
Nocturne's POV – The Divine Executioner's Body is Mine
I couldn't hold back anymore.
The moment we stepped inside my private suite, I grabbed him, pulling him in.
As soon as the door clicked shut, I didn't waste a second.
I tore his T-shirt apart—ripping it right down the middle.
Damn.
My breath hitched as my eyes roamed over his body.
Sculpted. Powerful. Absolutely perfect.
His muscular chest, his lean yet dominant physique—
Every inch of him was carved like a masterpiece.
I reached out, tracing my fingers over the firm ridges of his abs, my mind racing.
How the hell did Katerina throw this man away?
Fool.
She had a masterpiece in front of her, and she chose a pathetic substitute.
But me?
I would never make that mistake.
Henry swiftly tore off my remaining clothes, leaving me completely naked except for the black coat draped loosely over my shoulders. He smirked as he murmured, "Ahhh!!!"
I shivered, the cool air mingling with the heat of our desire. Before I could process what was happening, he pulled his pants down without hesitation, revealing his impressive 11-inch length. I moaned, "Ahhhh!!! So big!!"
Without pausing, he moved with deliberate urgency, entering me as I leaned against his shoulder, lost in the overwhelming sensations.
Between our passionate moans, he whispered seductively, "So, bed or the whole penthouse—tell me, where do you want me to pleasure you?"
His words sent a thrill through me, and I met his gaze with a teasing smirk, determined and unyielding.
I met his golden gaze, my breath ragged as I tightened my grip on his broad shoulders.
With a wicked smirk, I whispered against his ear, "Everywhere."
His eyes darkened with desire. "Bold answer, my Queen."
I let out a shaky moan as he thrust deeper, my nails digging into his back. "Then prove to me… that you're worthy of being my King."
Henry chuckled, his voice husky and teasing. "Oh, Nocturne… I intend to make you regret those words."
And with that—
He took complete control.
"Ahhhh, Henry! Harder! Don't you dare stop!!"
His pace was relentless, his movements so smooth, so powerful—like a beast completely unleashed.
The pleasure was overwhelming, every thrust sending waves of heat through my entire body.
"Ahhhhhhh!!! I'm cumming—it's too much!!!"
My mind went blank, my body arching into his touch.
But he wasn't done.
Before I could even catch my breath, he lifted me effortlessly, carrying me across the room.
I barely had time to register where we were—
Until my back hit the cold marble counter of the kitchen.
I gasped at the contrast—his heat against the cool surface.
The entire penthouse was empty, completely ours.
And I wanted all of him.
I wrapped my legs tighter around him, my nails scratching down his back as I demanded more.
"Tell me—" I moaned breathlessly, "who's better? Me… or that pathetic Katerina?!"
His golden eyes burned into mine, filled with dominance and amusement.
And then—
He smirked.