Chapter 15 Hunt preparation

Chapter -15.

Lucien wished to savor the warmth of Aleena's mouth a little longer, but it was in vain, as he soon let out a contented roar, releasing his warm essence into her mouth.

Aleena took it all, her throat diligently working to swallow every drop while his hips thrust against her face. The sensation of her swallowing sent one final, intense wave of pleasure coursing through him, making his toes curl and his body tense up.

"Aleena... that was an unbelievable experience," Lucien remarked, noticing a drop of his warmth escaping from her lips, which she wiped away with the back of her hand, flashing a playful smile. "All thanks to this guy," she said, gripping Lucien's length with her soft hands, making it sway.

Her mischievous antics stirred Lucien's desires once more, but he reminded himself that he needed to save some energy for the hunt the next day; besides, consuming everything at once might not be as thrilling as savoring it little by little, unlocking new joys along the way.

Though he considered this, expressing it to Aleena wasn't straightforward, as her response could vary. Instead, he decided to say, "Aleena, could I sleep with you tonight, holding you from behind, if that's okay with you and if Gilbert doesn't mind?"

As Aleena was prepared to take him in this time, she paused at his request, her hand lingering above his shaft for a moment before rising from her knees. With a playful sway of her bosom, she smiled warmly at Lucien and replied, "Of course, my love," her last words almost a whisper. She then nestled beside him, her skin warm and inviting against his.

Reaching up, Aleena caressed Lucien's cheek softly, her thumb grazing his lower lip. "Come, let us rest in each other's warmth," she murmured, her breath a sweet melody in his ears, unknowingly lulling him to lay back on the bed.

As they lay entwined, the warmth of their recent passion still resonating in their minds, Aleena nestled back against Lucien, her body allowing his shaft to rest between them. The softness of her bare back and gentle curves offered a comforting weight, easing Lucien's thoughts and carrying him away into a dreamlike state.

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The early morning sunlight broke through the crack in the window, stirring Lucien from sleep. He turned to embrace Aleena's curvaceous form, only to find the bed empty. With a sigh, he murmured, "Sigh, she really left."

As memories of their passionate night flooded back, along with anticipation for what was to come, Lucien slipped out of bed and dressed in the clothes Aleena had laid out for him. Once dressed, he picked up his sword and headed downstairs.

"Ah, you're awake, Lucien! How did you sleep?" Gilbert greeted him with his usual expression and gestured for him to take a seat beside him. "Come and have some breakfast."

Lucien settled down next to Gilbert, briefly scanning the room for Aleena before responding, "It was a good rest; I feel refreshed."

Gilbert smiled at this and replied, "That's great, because the goblin camp we're about to attack won't be a walk in the park." He poured Lucien a steaming cup from the kettle on the hearth. "With your strength restored, you'll be able to fight even more fiercely. I have no doubt you'll take down more of those slimy bastards today than ever before." He handed Lucien the cup with conviction.

"I'll give it my all, but I doubt I can outdo someone as seasoned as you," Lucien replied, aware that his main goal was to survive, especially now that he had so much more to cherish in life.

"Ah, modesty," Gilbert chuckled, eyes sparkling with mirth. "It's a quality that will serve you well in a place like this."

Just then, Aleena entered the room, radiant in the morning light, her hair cascading in untamed waves around her shoulders. Clad in a simple yet flattering outfit that accentuated her curves—echoing the passion of the previous night—she carried a tray brimming with a delicious breakfast, filling the air with the enticing aroma of freshly baked bread and eggs. Her gaze locked onto Lucien's, a knowing smile dancing on her lips as she set the tray down on the table.

"Good morning, love," she whispered, her lips nearly brushing against his ear while Gilbert's attention was elsewhere, sending a delightful shiver down Lucien's spine. Leaning in, she placed a soft kiss on his cheek, her hand lingering on his shoulder just a moment longer. "Breakfast is served," she added, her voice almost too bright, her effort to mask her excitement evident.

"Dig in; you'll need your strength for the hunt," she said, moving towards Gilbert to dish out his food.

Lucien nodded knowingly at Aleena and began to savor the breakfast she had prepared. The food was divine, each bite a melody of flavors that melted on his tongue, and he couldn't help but watch her as she busily moved around the room.

For reasons unknown, Aleena seemed to be in high spirits, humming softly to herself as she flitted about the room. Her eyes frequently darted towards Lucien, her smile lingering just a little too long, and her touch seemed intentional, as if she were trying to memorize every detail of him before he left for the hunt.

Once Gilbert finished his meal, he rose, moving gracefully despite his larger size. "The goblins won't wait for us," he remarked, his voice breaking the momentary tension.

"We should start our preparations," he said, striding toward the door and beckoning Lucien to follow.