Chapter 24
“N-no… Your Majesty…!”
“I told you to call me by my name.”
“Lu… cian… please, no more.”
Only then did Lucian lift his glistening lips from her b****t and look down at her from above.
The violet eyes where pleasure and fear coexisted only fueled his desire for dominance.
“I have no intention of taking your virginity today.”
His words said one thing, but his fingers said another, teasing, lingering near her entrance.
Without warning, his finger pressed firmly against the slick membrane and slid inside, gliding along the wet, slippery inner walls.
“Ah!”
His finger raked along the drenched lining. Asteria’s hips jerked in response.
Lucian’s finger began to move instinctively, pumping in and out in a rapid rhythm, while his thumb simultaneously worked her c**t. Wet, obscene sounds of her fluids filled the air.
“You’re already this soaked just from my touch.”
The words stung Asteria’s shame. Yet it was equally true that she was helpless against his hands.
Then a second finger pressed inside. This time she felt a tight resistance.
“Hngh.”
“Does it hurt?”
Asteria nodded, her eyes brimming with tears.
But Lucian kept his fingers buried inside her and continued working her c**t. The sight of her pink inner walls clenching tight around his fingers made his c**k twitch harder.
The tip was no longer merely beading. Fluid ran freely down the length. The sensation of violating something forbidden only stoked his lust further.
She’s this wet, so it should be fine.’
Lucian resumed thrusting with both fingers. Each time the wet, lewd sounds echoed, Asteria’s face flushed a deeper crimson.
Then his fingers began jabbing insistently at a swollen spot along the inner wall.
“Ngh!”
“Here?”
“Mm… Lu… cian… I can’t take…. any more…”
But Lucian only pressed harder. Asteria felt all the heat in her body rushing downward. Before long her hips began to tremble and her toes curled.
“Mm… Lu-Lucian—!”
She could not even register that she was calling the Emperor by his name.
The world was becoming hazy before her eyes. A violent wave was surging within her.
A pleasure so intense it was terrifying.
“S-stop… please, stop…”
Lucian, blind with lust, had no intention of stopping. He drove his fingers against the inner wall with even greater ferocity.
“Hngh—”
A single tear traced down Asteria’s cheek. And still his hand only grew more savage.
“N-no…”
Asteria shoved hard against Lucian’s chest with both hands, but he did not budge an inch.
He pressed her hips down and redoubled the intensity of his movements.
Lucian’s touch alone was dominating all of Asteria’s senses.
“Mm… ngh… no…”
Asteria was openly weeping now. Yet Lucian thrust his fingers with such force that the slap of wet flesh echoed through the room.
Then in one sudden moment, a massive wave of sensation crashed over her entire body.
A flood of wetness gushed from her.
“Ngh—”
Asteria’s hips were still trembling.
“You came on my hand.”
Lucian’s voice resonated with an eerie, low tone.
He withdrew his fingers and, unable to restrain himself any longer, gripped his twitching c**k and began grinding it against Asteria’s soaked, bare flesh.
“I want to bury my c**k inside you right now.”
His voice was thick with longing. Asteria could only shake her head in desperate, and pitiful pleading.
Lucian held his c**k and pressed the rigid head against her wet s*x, grinding with fierce intensity. The movement grew more and more frenzied, then, abruptly, it stopped.
“Hah…”
His c**k convulsed as he came. White fluid spilled across Asteria’s pristine pink folds. Lucian collapsed onto her body.
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