The wet, slippery heat radiating from between her legs was soaking through the black lace, dampening the fabric of my trousers. I slid one hand down her stomach, dipping beneath the waistband of those razor-thin panties.

She was already completely drenched. My fingers bypassed the lace, finding her swollen, slick folds.

"Aah...!" Ariana gasped loudly, her hands gripping my shoulders like a vice.

I began to stroke her, two fingers gliding smoothly through her slick wetness, massaging her sensitive core.

Slap, slap, squelch.

The lewd, wet sounds of my fingers working inside her filled the quiet bedroom, syncing perfectly with the frantic, rhythmic grinding of her hips against my aching erection.

"You’re so wet, Ari," I rasped, my thumb circling her clit, applying a steady, agonizing pressure.

"Y-Yes... oh gods, yes... keep doing that..." she sobbed out, her hips bucking wildly against my hand, her confident smirk melting completely into an expression of raw, unadulterated lust.

I didn’t stop my fingers. Instead, I leaned forward, my mouth capturing one of her bare, heaving breasts. I took the hardened, rosy nipple between my lips and sucked hard, letting my teeth lightly graze and bite down on the sensitive peak.

"Ahhhh! Lucien!" she shrieked softly, her back bowing like a drawn bowstring. "Yes... bite it... mmm... please...!"

Her fingers tangled desperately in my hair, pressing my face deeper into her cleavage. The combination of my fingers relentlessly working her core and my mouth ravishing her breasts was pushing her dangerously close to the edge. Her thighs clamped around my hand, trembling violently.

I wasn’t going to let her finish just yet.

With a swift motion, I stood up, catching her beneath her thighs and carrying her to the center of the room. She wrapped her arms around my neck, panting heavily as I laid her back against the plush mattress of my bed. In one smooth pull, I tore the thin black lace panties down her legs and tossed them onto the floor.

She lay perfectly spread before me, her chest heaving, her skin flushed a beautiful, deep crimson, her wet center glistening invitingly in the dim light.

I moved down the bed, parting her thighs wider. The sweet, intoxicating scent of her arousal filled my senses. I leaned in, pressing my mouth directly against her slick, trembling folds.

"Oh gods... ahhn... L-Lucien...!" she cried out, her head tossing back against the pillows.

I dragged my tongue slowly up her slit, lapping up her sweet juices before plunging my tongue deep inside her.

Slurp... squelch...

She tasted incredible. I swirled my tongue mercilessly around her swollen clit, sucking the sensitive nub into my mouth. Ariana writhed on the bed, her fingers digging frantically into the bedsheets.

"Yes... right there... ahhh... don’t stop...!" she whimpered, her hips lifting off the mattress to press herself deeper into my mouth.

I devoured her, drinking in every drop of her pleasure, my tongue moving in rapid, relentless strokes. Her breathing turned into ragged, desperate gasps. I could feel her inner walls spasming, the tension in her thighs tightening like a vice.

Just as she was about to tip over the edge, she suddenly grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up.

"M-My turn," she breathed, her violet eyes clouded with a hazy, ravenous hunger.

She pushed me onto my back, her silver hair cascading over her bare shoulders as she crawled over me. She straddled my chest, her gaze dropping to my throbbing, fully erect length. Without a second of hesitation, she leaned down, parting her lips, and took the thick head of my cock into her mouth.

I let out a low, guttural groan.

"Mmm... slurp..."

Ariana bobbed her head, her warm, wet mouth engulfing my shaft. She wasn’t just enthusiastic; her genius, analytical mind seemed to adapt instantly to my reactions. She swirled her tongue around the sensitive ridge, her lips wrapping tightly around my girth as she took me deeper down her throat.

Squelch... slurp...

"Fuck, Ari... that feels amazing," I cursed, my hands reaching down to tangle in her silver hair, guiding her rhythm.

She looked up at me through her lashes, a wicked, triumphant glimmer in her eyes as she quickened her pace, her soft hands gripping the base of my cock while her mouth worked relentlessly. The sensation of her wet, hot mouth and the eager suction was driving me to the brink of insanity.

Unable to hold back any longer, I grabbed her by the waist and flipped our positions, pinning her beneath me on the tangled sheets.

"I can’t wait anymore," I growled, positioning myself at her slick, dripping entrance.

"Then don’t," she begged, spreading her legs wider and wrapping her ankles around my waist. "Please... fill me."

I thrust forward, burying my entire aching length deep inside her tight, scalding heat in one powerful motion.

"AHHHH!" Ariana screamed, a long, beautiful cry of absolute ecstasy, her nails digging deep into my back.

The fit was perfect. Her slick walls gripped me like a vice, clenching and pulsing around my shaft. I pulled back and drove into her again, setting a punishing, relentless rhythm.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

The sound of our bodies violently colliding echoed through the quiet estate. Every deep thrust elicited a high, breathy moan from Ariana, her body arching to meet my every movement.

"Yes! Lucien... yes! Harder...!" she cried, her head thrashing against the pillows.

I leaned down, capturing her lips in a fierce, bruising kiss, our tongues battling just as intensely as our bodies. I gripped her hips tightly, grinding my pelvis against hers, making sure my body struck her swollen clit with every single thrust.

Slap! Slap! Squelch...

The friction was overwhelming. Ariana’s whimpers turned into a continuous, broken melody of pleasure. Her inner walls began to spasm violently around my cock, milking me with every stroke.

"I’m... I’m cumming...!" she shrieked, her violet eyes rolling back slightly as her body went rigid. "L-Lucien... I’m cumming... ahhhh!"

Her powerful climax clamped down on me like a burning ring of fire. The overwhelming sensation shattered the last of my restraint.

"Ariana...!" I roared, my own body tensing as I drove into her one final, incredibly deep time. I emptied my hot, thick essence deep inside her womb, my body shuddering with the sheer force of the release.

We collapsed together in a tangle of sweat-slicked limbs, our chests heaving as we struggled to catch our breath. Ariana wrapped her arms around my neck, burying her face into my chest, a deeply satisfied, blissful smile on her lips.

"I love you..." she whispered sleepily, her eyes already fluttering shut as the exhaustion of the day and the intense pleasure finally claimed her.

"I love you too," I murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.

I lay there in the dark, the warmth of her naked body pressed against mine, letting the quiet peace of the night settle over me.

But peace, as always in this damned world, was fleeting.

Ding!

[Skill Active: Detection (Lv. 7) has picked up an anomaly within the perimeter.]

My eyes snapped open in the dark.

It wasn’t the sharp, blaring alarm of physical danger or an incoming attack. It was a subtle, highly evasive shift in the mana currents near the estate’s rear exit. Someone was trying to leave the grounds entirely undetected.

I gently untangled myself from Ariana, making sure not to wake her, and slipped out of bed. I pulled on my trousers and a loose shirt, my bare feet making no sound as I walked over to the bedroom window.

I slightly parted the heavy velvet curtains, peering down into the moonlit gardens below.

A figure was moving swiftly through the shadows of the estate walls. He was dressed in a dark, unassuming traveling cloak, their movements fluid and completely silent.

But as he/she reached the wrought-iron gate, the wind caught the edge of their heavy hood.

For a fraction of a second, the moonlight caught a flash of unmistakable, striking crimson hair.

Alicia.

My eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. Where is she going in the middle of the night?

I watched as the heavy gate clicked shut, the hooded figure of Alicia disappearing seamlessly into the dark, labyrinthine streets of the city.