Lustful Temptations in the Moonlit Embrace

Lucian's arms wrapped tightly around Lillith's trembling frame, his hard desire pressing against her plush curves. He could feel her breath hitch, her body betraying the war waging inside her mind. Her delicate hands pushed weakly against his chest, but he played the role of the innocent lamb, letting her slip away — for now.

Lillith's flushed face avoided his gaze, her eyes flickering with nervous glances toward the throbbing bulge stretching his pants. Her voice wavered, trying to regain composure. "I'm fine... just... startled by the fall. Thank you, dear... for saving me."

Lucian's eyes darkened, the predator hidden behind his gentle smile. "Lillith, are you sure you're not hurt anywhere? Your heart is racing..." His fingers ghosted over her soft hands, guiding her into the living room without waiting for an answer.

The tension thickened in the air as he sat her down on the plush sofa, positioning himself behind her. His hands found her delicate shoulders, kneading with slow, measured strokes. Lillith's breath hitched again, her body betraying her own desires as her eyelids fluttered.

"You're so tense, Lillith... Let me help you relax..." His voice was low, a husky whisper dripping with false concern.

"Thank you, Lucian... you're always so kind..." she murmured, her voice fragile, trembling under his touch.

Lucian's eyes flickered, activating The Eros Nexus System as his Fiery Eyes ignited. The faint red translucent dots appeared like cursed marks along her neck, earlobes, and upper lip — sensitive zones waiting to be exploited. His fingers moved with purpose, tracing the burning marks, each stroke drawing out delicate moans she tried desperately to suppress.

Her body melted under his touch, but he knew this fragile moment couldn't be left to chance. Without warning, his lips captured hers — clumsy, hungry, and dominant. Lillith's eyes widened in shock, her body frozen beneath him. But Lucian pressed harder, his lips claiming hers, the taste of forbidden sin making his heart pound. His fingers never stopped, massaging her earlobes and neck with precision, keeping her trapped between pleasure and fear.

Her soft whimpers only fueled his madness. The moment she tried to speak, he silenced her with another kiss, biting down on the red dot glowing on her upper lip. The room's air grew thicker, filled with her breathy moans and the sound of wet kisses.

"Lillith... I can't stop myself... not when you're like this..." he whispered against her lips, letting his heated breath caress her flushed skin. His throbbing length pressed shamelessly against her soft thighs, leaving no room for doubt about his intentions.

When she finally managed to whisper, "Lucian... we shouldn't be doing this..." her voice betrayed her — breathless, needy, and full of want.

Lucian smirked inwardly, the cracks in her resistance widening with every calculated touch. "I'm sorry... but you're so beautiful... How can I stop when you're making those sounds... looking at me like that..." His golden eyes flicked downward, shamelessly pointing at his aching length.

Her gaze followed instinctively, cheeks burning in humiliation — but her thighs squeezed together, betraying the heat pooling between her legs.

Without waiting for permission, Lucian tugged at her top. The black fabric slipped off her shoulders, revealing her pale, heaving breasts straining against a black lace bra. The sight of her snow-white mounds bound in dark fabric made his breath hitch.

"Demonic..." he whispered, his fingers tracing the new red marks appearing on her navel and under her arms. He leaned in, kissing her neck before trailing lower — his tongue flicking along her sensitive underarms.

"Ahh... ahh... Lucian... n-not there... it's dirty..."

He didn't answer, only sucking harder, tasting the salty sweetness of her vulnerable flesh. Her body writhed beneath him, the system's cursed pleasure driving her to the brink of madness.

Lucian's mouth moved lower, worshipping her trembling navel while her soaked panties glistened under the dim light. The stain of her desire was undeniable.

He pulled away, leaving her gasping and lost. Her hazy, half-lidded eyes locked onto him — craving more yet too ashamed to beg.

"Take it off..." His voice was cold, commanding.

With trembling fingers, Lillith unclasped her own bra, revealing her pink, erect nipples — each crowned with a glowing red dot. Lucian's mouth latched onto her left breast, sucking and biting as if trying to claim every inch of her.

"Ahh... Lucian... s-slow... please... ahhh..."

He ignored her pleas, one hand squeezing her other breast while his tongue teased her hardened bud. The heat in the room spiraled out of control as Lillith's body betrayed every ounce of resistance she tried to hold onto.

Her heavy breaths filled the room, the scent of lust clinging to the air.

"You're going to cum for me... Lillith... don't hold back..."

Her moans grew louder, her body arching into him as if offering herself willingly. But Lucian knew this was only the beginning. He would break her — mind, body, and soul — until she craved him more than air itself.

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