Bound by Desire [R18]

"The room carried a warm, musky scent—like rain on stone and something deeper, something human. The air pressed in close, charged with a quiet tension that seemed to crawl across Caelen's skin like static."

The flickering glow of the candles cast long, wavering shadows across the walls, painting the scene in hues of amber and gold. Reina stood at the foot of the bed, her body a vision of temptation, one leg propped forward on the edge of the mattress, her smooth thigh exposed where her skirt had ridden up.

Her lips, full and glossy, parted slightly as she leaned in, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper that sent a shiver down his spine.

"So tell me, Caelen—what will you taste first?"

Caelen's throat tightened, his eyes tracing the curve of her leg, the way her skin gleamed in the low light. Exhaustion weighed on him, his muscles still aching from the day's battles, but the sight of her stirred something primal. "Reina, I'm beat," he said, his voice rough, a half-hearted protest. "I think I'll pass tonight."

She smirked, undeterred, and closed the distance between them. With a gentle but firm push, she pressed her hands against his chest, guiding him back until he sank onto the plush bed. Her body followed, straddling his hips, her weight warm and teasing as she leaned down, her lips hovering just above his. "Don't be like that," she purred, her breath hot against his skin. "You say you're not in the mood, but…" Her hand trailed down his chest, fingers dancing over the taut muscles of his abdomen until they reached the growing bulge in his trousers. She rubbed him slowly, deliberately, her touch igniting a spark that made him hiss. "…your body's telling a different story."

Before he could respond, a faint chime cut through the air, and a glowing interface materialized between them, its holographic text pulsing with an otherworldly glow.

[Ding! System Notification – Essence Build-Up Detected]

Target Compatibility: 71%

Arousal Level: 90%

Link Status: Unstable / Incomplete

Caelen's eyes flicked to the system's display, a mix of amusement and arousal curling in his chest. "Guess I'm in the mood now," he said, his voice low, a playful challenge in his tone. "But you're taking full responsibility for this, Reina."

She grinned, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, I'm all in," she whispered, and then her lips crashed against his. The kiss was slow, deliberate, their tongues tangling in a wet, sensual dance that sent heat pooling in his core. Her taste was sweet, like ripe berries laced with something darker, and he groaned into her mouth, his hands instinctively finding her hips.

Reina broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his jaw, his neck, until she slid off him and knelt between his legs. Her fingers worked deftly at his trousers, unbuttoning them with a teasing slowness that made his cock twitch in anticipation. When she finally tugged the fabric down, his erection sprang free, hard and throbbing, the tip already glistening. She licked her lips, her eyes locked on his as she leaned forward, her tongue flicking out to trace the sensitive underside of his shaft. Caelen's head fell back, a low moan escaping him as she swirled her tongue around the head, savoring him like a delicacy.

"Fuck, Reina," he growled, his voice thick with need. She took him into her mouth, her lips stretching around his girth, the wet heat enveloping him as she sucked slowly, deliberately. Her head bobbed, taking him deeper with each pass, her tongue working in tandem to drive him wild. His hand found her hair, fingers tangling in the silky strands as he guided her rhythm, urging her to take more. She moaned around him, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure through his body, and when he pressed her head down further, she gagged softly, the sound raw and intoxicating.

She pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock as she grinned up at him. "Look who's taking charge now," she teased, her voice husky. Before he could respond, she dove back in, sucking him harder, her hand wrapping around the base to stroke what her mouth couldn't reach. The room filled with the wet, rhythmic sounds of her efforts, punctuated by Caelen's soft groans.

Unable to stay passive any longer, he tugged her up, their lips crashing together in a hungry kiss. His hands tore at her clothes, unzipping her dress with a swift motion and yanking it down to reveal her full, milky breasts, barely contained by a lacy pink bra. He unhooked it with a flick of his fingers, freeing her soft mounds, and his mouth was on her in an instant, sucking one nipple hard while his hand kneaded the other, pinching the sensitive tip until she gasped, her back arching into him.

They tumbled onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and heat. Caelen's hands roamed her body, sliding down to tug her pink panties off, revealing her glistening pussy, already slick with arousal. He spread her thighs wide, his fingers tracing the delicate folds before slipping one inside, her tight warmth gripping him as she moaned. He moved slowly at first, savoring the way her hips bucked against his hand, then added a second finger, pumping faster, curling them to hit that sweet spot that made her cry out. Her hands clutched the sheets, her knuckles white as she writhed, her juices coating his fingers until she shattered, her orgasm hitting like a wave, her pussy clenching as she squirted, her release soaking his hand and the bed beneath them.

"Fuck, you're so wet," he murmured, his voice raw with awe. He brought his fingers to his lips, tasting her sweetness, before rubbing his cock against her dripping entrance, teasing her with slow, deliberate strokes. "You want it bad, don't you?" he taunted, his eyes locked on hers.

"Yes," she gasped, her voice desperate. "Give it to me, Caelen. Please."

He didn't make her wait. He pushed into her slowly, inch by torturous inch, her tight heat enveloping him as she moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders. He thrust deeper, setting a steady rhythm, each stroke drawing a whimper from her lips. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, and he lifted her thighs higher, angling himself to hit deeper, harder. The bed creaked beneath them, the air filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding, wet and urgent.

Outside, the door remained slightly ajar, and two maids lingered in the shadows, their breaths hitching as they watched. Their hands moved beneath their skirts, fingers slipping into their own wet folds as they mirrored Reina's moans, their bodies trembling with forbidden desire. Their faces flushed, their eyes wide as they watched Caelen's muscles flex with each thrust, Reina's breasts bouncing with the force of his movements. One maid bit her lip to stifle a moan, her fingers working faster as she came, her juices dripping down her thigh, while the other followed, her soft cry barely audible.

Back inside, Caelen flipped Reina onto her back, pulling out only to let her climb atop him. She straddled his hips, her pussy hovering over his cock before she sank down, taking him fully inside her. She rode him with abandon, her hips rolling in a rhythm that made her breasts sway, her moans growing louder with each bounce. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing the soft flesh as he guided her movements, his other hand pinching her nipple, drawing a sharp cry from her lips. The pleasure built, a tight coil in his core, and he groaned as she leaned forward, her breasts brushing his chest as she kissed him, their tongues tangling once more.

She pulled back, sliding down to take him in her mouth again, her lips and tongue working in tandem with her hands. She used her breasts next, pressing them around his cock, the soft, warm flesh enveloping him as she moved up and down, the friction driving him to the edge. "I'm gonna cum," he warned, his voice strained, and she doubled her efforts, her hands and breasts moving faster until he erupted, his hot seed spilling across her chest in thick, pulsing spurts. She slowed her movements, milking every drop, then licked a bead of cum from her breast, her eyes locked on his as she smiled.

"Fuck, you're bad," he said, his voice breathless but laced with admiration. "That was… fucking incredible."

Reina grinned, sliding her panties back on, her movements slow and deliberate as she let him drink in the sight of her. "Told you I'd take responsibility," she teased, kissing him one last time before grabbing her clothes and sauntering out, her hips swaying with every step, leaving him sprawled on the bed, utterly spent.

As his breathing steadied, the system flickered back to life, its glow casting an ethereal light over the room.

[Ding! System Notification]

Link Established: Lust Bond – Reina Elvareth

Type: Sexual Link | Tier: Intimate

Effect:

• Emotional resonance heightened.

• Shared physical connection strengthens mutual mana flow.

• Healing magic potency increased by 15% when channeling mana after intimate contact.

• Slight boost to combat synergy and recovery speed when bonded partner is nearby.

Bonus: Nightbound Affinity – Mana regeneration is enhanced by 25% during the night when within close proximity of the bonded partner.

Note: "Some bonds ignite through pain. Others, through pleasure. But only a few awaken power... through both."

Caelen stared at the ceiling, his body still humming with the afterglow, the system's words echoing in his mind. The bond with Reina was more than just pleasure—it was power, a connection that could change everything. And yet, as the door creaked open again, revealing another figure in the shadows, he knew this night was far from over.

Caelen raised his hand slowly, staring at his fingers as if still processing what had happened. He turned his head to the side, where Ryan floated calmly in the air, watching him.

"...Did you see all of that?" Caelen asked, his voice tired.

Ryan's expression didn't change. "Yes, Master."

Caelen let out a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. "Forget you ever saw it."

"As you wish, my Lord," Ryan replied without hesitation.

With that, Caelen dragged himself into the bathroom. He splashed water on his face, his thoughts still spinning. A few minutes later, he walked out, looking more drained than before. He slumped down onto the bed with a groan.

"Tomorrow's the day," he muttered, lying on his back. "The strongest warrior in the kingdom... coming to see me. I'm supposed to heal her hands."

"You seem exhausted," Ryan said, now hovering near a small tray. "The tea she brought is still here. Would you like to drink it to help you relax?"

Caelen glanced at the cup and gave a weak laugh. "It's already cold now. I'll just sleep it off."

Ryan nodded and floated down to a small cushion on the floor beside the bed. He curled up and shut his eyes. Caelen closed his own soon after, the room falling into peaceful silence.

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The next morning...

Caelen was called to the palace garden.

As he walked through the stone path, the scent of fresh flowers hit him. The garden was beautiful—rows of colorful blooms lined the walkway. At the center stood a royal canopy, draped in soft fabric, with an elegant chair beneath it.

Waiting there were three figures: Lyra, the high priest... and a girl.

Caelen approached calmly, fixing his robe. "Good morning, Lady Lyra."

Lyra turned with a soft smile. "Good morning, Caelen."

The girl beside her turned to face him. Her long black hair swayed gently in the wind. She was beautiful—her eyes were a deep black, like polished obsidian. But something else caught his attention.

She was missing one arm.

Still, she stood tall, calm and confident.

"Good day," she said, her voice smooth. "My name is Rose."

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