Drowning in Lust (18+)

Chapter 12: Drowning in Lust

The night was thick with tension as Yuji led Emma and Ariana back to the inn. Neither of the two girls spoke a word, merely following behind him with wary expressions. Ariana's sharp, feline-like eyes stayed alert, while Emma's mismatched ones held a strange calmness.

They entered his room, the heavy wooden door shutting behind them.

Yuji tossed the bag of gold onto the table. His body still felt exhausted from earlier, but something dark festered in his chest. The emotions from losing Lyra, the humiliation he suffered, the frustration—everything burned inside him like an uncontrollable fire.

He clenched his jaw, his eyes flicking to the small bottle in his palm.

The merchant had given it to him as a "gift."

"A special aphrodisiac, sir," the man had said with a sly grin. "A single sip will unleash your wildest desires."

Yuji stared at the crimson liquid sloshing inside.

Fuck it.

Without a second thought, he uncorked the bottle and downed it in one gulp.

A sudden heat spread through his veins. His body tensed, and his breath quickened. The world around him blurred for a moment before sharpening into something more vivid, more primal.

His gaze snapped toward Emma.

"Take off your clothes."

Emma blinked, then silently reached for the hem of her dress. Her movements were slow, deliberate. The fabric slipped from her shoulders, sliding down her pale skin until it pooled at her feet.

Scars.

Yuji's breath hitched slightly.

Her body was littered with scars—some faint, others deep and fresh. Evidence of the cruel life she had endured.

He stepped closer, running his fingers over a particularly long scar that ran from her shoulder to her hip.

"Quite beautiful scars you have," he murmured.

Emma didn't flinch. "Thank you."

Yuji traced the scar again, this time pressing down slightly. "This one is fresh."

She nodded. "Yes."

Something about her calmness unsettled him.

Yuji's fingers trailed lower, over her stomach, then down between her thighs. Emma let out a soft breath but didn't resist.

He smirked. "You're mine now."

Then he pushed her onto the bed.

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Breaking Emma

Yuji didn't hold back.

His body burned with raw desire, fueled by the aphrodisiac coursing through his veins. He spread Emma's legs apart, watching as her face remained unreadable.

That annoyed him.

He wanted to see her break.

Wanted to see her shatter beneath him.

With a growl, he thrust into her, forcing her to arch her back.

Her nails dug into the sheets, and for the first time, she gasped.

Yuji grinned. "Finally got a reaction."

He moved ruthlessly, pounding into her without care. Emma bit her lip, trying to suppress her moans, but Yuji wouldn't allow that.

He grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Isn't it pathetic?" he breathed against her lips. "How you became a slave? How you ended up like this—nothing but a slut for me?"

Emma's mismatched eyes darkened.

Instead of looking broken—she smiled.

"More than me," she whispered, "I pity you."

Yuji froze.

Emma reached up, her fingers brushing against his cheek.

"You look lonely."

A flash of anger surged through him.

Lonely?

His grip tightened on her wrists, pinning them above her head.

"Shut up," he growled.

Then he fucked her harder.

Emma's body trembled, her moans finally spilling from her lips. Yuji didn't stop—he didn't slow down. He drove into her with brutal force, making her scream beneath him.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, her nails raking down his back, but Yuji didn't care.

He wanted to drown in this.

In the pleasure.

In the control.

When Emma finally came, her body spasming around him, Yuji didn't give her a moment to recover.

He pulled out, his eyes already shifting to Ariana.

Destroying Ariana

Ariana had been watching everything—the way Yuji dominated Emma, the way he used her body without hesitation. Her eyes were filled with a mix of rage, fear, and something else she refused to acknowledge.

She took a step back as Yuji turned his attention to her.

Her body tensed.

"I—I'm not ready—" she stammered, but Yuji was already on her.

He grabbed her wrists, yanking her against him. Her breath hitched as she felt the heat of his body press against hers, overwhelming and consuming.

"You're mine now," he whispered into her ear, his voice dark, possessive.

Ariana shivered.

Yuji smirked. "I'll make you the best assassin, remember?"

Then he pushed her onto the bed.

The Struggle

Ariana fought.

She thrashed beneath him, her sharp nails raking across his arms, her legs kicking at his sides.

"Get off me!" she snarled.

Yuji only grinned.

Her resistance excited him.

Grabbing her wrists, he forced them above her head, pinning her down. His strength was overwhelming, and despite her struggle, she was trapped.

"Still acting tough?" he teased, his voice dripping with amusement.

Ariana glared up at him, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "I won't just let you—"

Yuji silenced her by forcing his lips against hers.

Ariana's body jolted in shock. She tried to turn her head, but he grabbed her chin, deepening the kiss. Her muffled protests were swallowed by him.

Then—his hands moved.

Sliding down.

Gripping her thighs.

Ariana gasped as Yuji spread her legs apart.

"No—" she began, but Yuji didn't listen.

He slid a hand between her thighs, feeling the heat radiating from her.

She was wet.

Ariana's face burned with humiliation.

"Your body already knows it belongs to me," Yuji murmured against her skin.

She gritted her teeth. "Shut up!"

Yuji chuckled darkly. "You can resist all you want… but I'll break you."

Then—he thrust inside her.

Breaking Her Completely

Ariana's scream echoed through the room.

Pain.

Raw, searing pain tore through her as Yuji forced himself into her untouched depths.

Ariana's eyes widened, tears spilling down her cheeks. "It—It hurts—!"

Yuji groaned, feeling the tightness around his cock.

Her virgin walls clenched desperately, trying to reject him—but he didn't stop.

He couldn't stop.

"Of course it hurts," Yuji growled, his fingers gripping her hips as he buried himself deeper. "You're mine now."

Ariana trembled beneath him, her body wracked with pain and unfamiliar pleasure.

She felt it.

The sharp tear inside her.

The seal breaking.

The proof that she had been completely claimed.

Her lips parted, a broken sob escaping as Yuji pulled back—then slammed into her again.

She whimpered.

Her resistance faded.

Her fingers, which had been clawing at him, slowly loosened.

Yuji smirked. "You're finally surrendering."

Ariana's head lolled to the side, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Yuji grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Say it," he demanded.

Ariana swallowed hard.

She hesitated—then whispered, "You… own me."

Yuji's grin widened.

"Good girl."

Then he fucked her mercilessly.

Ariana's Breaking Point

Each thrust sent Ariana spiraling deeper into madness.

Pain mixed with pleasure.

Her body—her traitorous, weak body—betrayed her.

Her hips moved on their own, meeting his.

Her walls clenched around him, as if begging for more.

And when Yuji reached between them, rubbing against her sensitive spot—

She shattered.

Ariana arched her back, her entire body trembling violently as she came.

A choked cry escaped her lips.

Her vision blurred.

She barely registered Yuji pounding into her even harder, pushing her through wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure.

By the time he finally came inside her, filling her with his hot seed, Ariana was completely broken.

Her body.

Her mind.

Everything belonged to him now.

The Aftermath

Yuji collapsed between the two girls, his body drenched in sweat. The aphrodisiac was finally wearing off, leaving only exhaustion in its wake.

His vision swam.

His breathing slowed.

The room spun—

Then, darkness.

And Yuji passed out.