Chapter 14 Illicit night*

Chapter -14.

"Did I disturb you?" Gilbert asked, standing by the door.

Hearing her husband's voice, panic washed over Aleena. She quickly pulled Lucien's member from her mouth and ducked further under the quilt, her heart racing as she attempted to conceal herself.

Meanwhile, Lucien, with a newfound determination, cleared his throat and sat up straighter in bed, creating space for Aleena under the quilt. "I was just thinking about tomorrow's hunt." However, Aleena, with her conflicting thoughts and newfound passion, gradually took Lucien's shaft back into her warm mouth, peeking out from under the quilt to catch a glimpse of her husband's expression. She began to suck him off with renewed intensity, her cheeks hollowing as she took him deeper.

Lucien felt her tongue swirling around the tip of his shaft while her hand gently massaged his balls, creating a heavenly sensation that made it difficult for him to maintain his composure as Gilbert approached.

Gilbert sat down on the edge of the bed, completely unaware of the illicit act occurring mere inches away. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit sleep-deprived. Thanks for checking on me, Gilbert," Lucien replied with a yawn.

Gilbert nodded, though a hint of concern lingered in his eyes. "I apologize; I just wanted to ensure you were ready for tomorrow."

Lucien quickly raised his hand, not to stop Gilbert, but because he felt Aleena teasing him while her head bobbed up and down. Raising his hand prompted a curious look from Gilbert, but Lucien had to play along. "No need to apologize."

Gilbert's expression softened slightly. "It's fine. I just wanted to remind you that despite goblins being among the weaker monsters, they shouldn't be underestimated. We'll be out there all day." As he spoke, Aleena grasped the base of Lucien's shaft with her other hand, her saliva easing the movement of her mouth. Despite her husband's presence and the tension in the air, she expertly muffled her sounds, allowing only the occasional soft moan to escape as she continued to take him deeper.

"I know, but I'm ready for what's ahead. Plus, I've got people like you with the knowledge and experience to guide me regarding goblins," Lucien replied, raising his hips, which allowed Aleena to take him even deeper. Sensing the immense pleasure, he placed his hands on her head over the quilt, pushing her down firmly onto his shaft, feeling her take him deep into her throat, causing her to gag slightly.

Under the quilt, Aleena felt tears fill her eyes, but she didn't resist. Instead, she pushed herself further, eager to satisfy Lucien despite the risk. Her cheeks bulged around him as she picked up the pace, her tongue flicking and swirling around the base as she struggled with the increased depth.

Lucien could feel her throat muscles contract around him, and the warm, wet sensation coursed through his body, sending waves of pleasure.

"Ahem… what about you, Gilbert? How do you feel about the hunt?" Lucien asked, attempting to mask his pleasure.

"A bit anxious, honestly. We have some new members joining us, which might complicate things. I believe I'll need more than just strategy to ensure everyone returns safely to the village," Gilbert replied, giving Lucien a friendly pat on the shoulder, while Aleena's mouth continued its enchanting work, her hand now stroking Lucien at a steady rhythm that matched her head's motions.

"But since, we've you as our trump card, i feel a little good about this hunt." Gilbert said with a approving nod at lucien.

"Sure, i'll do my best; but for now, i think i need a little sleep." Lucien said, as with gilbert sitting that close to him, he didn't want him to notice aleena gagging on his shaft like a hungry wolf.

Gilbert nods understandingly at Lucien's statement about needing sleep, and said, "Alright, we'll wake up early, so get some good rest." Gilbert pats him on the back again, and the mattress shifts as she stands up.

Aleena's eyes dart up to meet lucien, wide with some excitement and fear of being caught; still she doesn't stop her rhythmic movments, her mouth and hand working in unison to bring you closer to edge of climax.

Lucien with his eyes almost rolling to the back of his head watches Gilbert cross the room, stopping for a moment and looking back as if he had noticed something amiss, but then simply yawning, he closed the door behind him.

with the door closed, Lucien without wasting any moment push away the quilt, looking at Aleena's seductive head posture, and then grabbing her cheeks he began to use head on his shaft more aggressively, setting a faster pace that Aleena for a minute struggles to match his pace. However, her passion and desire for him take over, and she soon finds her rhythem, her lips sliding along Lucien's shaft with an expert touch.

The sound of Lucien's flash smacking against her fills the room, mingling with the occasional wet gulp as she takes you deep into her throat again.

her hands are now free to roam, and she takes full advantage of it, her one hand reaches up to stroke his chest, her nails lightly scraping against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. meanwhile her other hand, she finds her own core, her fingers deftly slipping inside her wet folf, matching the pace of her bobbing head.

Lucien could see her hips moving slightly in moonlight as she massages herself, her body reacting to the ilicit thrill of her action, and lucien knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

Lucien feels his ball tighten, the inevitable climax approaching, "Aleena, i'm going to.." Lucien start to say, his voice strained; aleena looks up at you, her eyes glaze with lust, and nods. she knows what's coming and doubles her efforts, her cheeks hollowing even more as she takes you deeper, her hand pumping faster. her hands moves from his chest to his shaft, her grip tightening as she start to stroke him in time with her mouth. Her head bobs up and down with renewed vigor, her eyes never leaving yours as she brings you closer and closer to the brink. The sight of her, so eager and willing, is almost too much to bear.

Lucien grits his teeth, trying to hold on, but it's no use.