A Slave to Desire

Lucian's eyes fluttered open, the air still thick with the scent of sweat, sin, and satisfaction. The dim glow of moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a silver sheen across the tangled sheets and the naked body curled up beside him.

Lillith.

Her delicate form trembled, soft sobs escaping her lips as she clutched the blanket to her chest. Strands of damp hair clung to her flushed face, her body still marked with the remnants of their earlier debauchery.

Lucian's heart clenched—not with guilt, but with something darker. Something possessive.

Without a word, he reached out, wrapping a strong arm around her waist and pulling her trembling form against his bare chest. The warmth of her body against his sent a shiver down his spine, reigniting the hunger that never truly faded.

"Why are you crying, Lillith?" he murmured, his voice low and husky, laced with both dominance and a cruel kind of affection.

She stiffened in his arms, her breath hitching. "I… I don't know what's happening to me…"

Lucian's fingers traced slow circles along her bare hip, coaxing her closer. "Tell me."

Her lips trembled, shame flickering in her tear-filled eyes. "I… I tried to resist… I told myself this was wrong… but… I can't… I don't want to fight it anymore."

A slow, wicked smile curved Lucian's lips. His hand slid higher, cupping her breast, feeling the rapid flutter of her heart beneath his palm.

"You're mine, Lillith," he whispered darkly. "You've always been mine. From the moment you begged me to fill you… from the second you moaned my name like a desperate little whore… you became mine."

Lillith's breath caught, a fresh wave of shame coloring her cheeks—but her body betrayed her. Her thighs pressed together, heat blooming between them despite the tears still streaking down her face.

"Lucian… don't say things like that…"

He chuckled darkly, flipping her onto her back with ease, pinning her beneath the weight of his muscular frame. His golden eyes gleamed with hunger, tracing every curve of her ruined body.

"Why?" he taunted, trailing his fingers down her inner thigh. "Because it makes you wet?"

A strangled whimper escaped her lips as his touch found her swollen folds, slick and ready despite the ache between her legs.

"Your body tells the truth… even when your mouth lies."

Lillith squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lower lip to stifle her shameful moans. Her pride was breaking—shattered piece by piece beneath his relentless touch.

"Please… just be gentle this time… I'm still sore…"

Lucian's smirk only widened. "You say that… but look at you." His fingers slid inside her without warning, curling deep until her back arched off the bed.

"I… I hate you…" she whimpered, her nails digging into his shoulders.

His breath was hot against her ear, his voice a low growl. "No, you don't. You love this. You love being ruined by me."

Her silence was all the confirmation he needed.

Lucian withdrew his fingers, smearing her wetness across her inner thigh before positioning himself at her entrance once more. He teased her, the thick head of his cock brushing against her slick folds, making her squirm beneath him.

"Beg for it," he commanded.

Lillith's pride fought to hold on—but when he delivered a sharp slap to her ass, she gasped, the sting sending a fresh jolt of arousal through her broken body.

"…I need you," she whispered at last, her voice barely audible.

Lucian's grin was pure triumph.

"Good girl."

With one brutal thrust, he buried himself inside her, stretching her tight walls all over again. Lillith cried out, her body arching beneath him as he filled her completely, claiming her in the most primal way.

"You're perfect," he growled against her throat, biting down hard enough to leave marks. "So fucking perfect."

The bed creaked beneath their tangled bodies, the room filled with the obscene sounds of wet flesh and broken moans. Lillith clawed at his back, her pleas turning into desperate sobs as he drove her to the edge again and again.

"Lucian… I-I'm going to—"

"Do it," he commanded, pounding into her harder. "Cum for me, slut."

Her body obeyed without question, shattering around him as she screamed his name, her walls milking him for every drop of his seed.

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Lucian's smirk widened as the notifications filled his vision. His cock twitched inside her, spilling deep into her womb—marking her, owning her.

Lillith lay beneath him, utterly wrecked, her body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. He leaned down, brushing a possessive kiss over her sweat-damp forehead.

"Sleep now, my little pet… because when you wake up…" His voice dropped to a dark promise. "I won't be so gentle."

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