Bound sovereign: Reincarnated with the lust system

Her robe slid lower with every shallow breath, her loosened fabric clinging only by chance. The flicker of lamplight caught the sheen of her flushed skin, the heavy curve of her chest rising and falling as if her body itself had already surrendered.

Eran's pulse thundered as he leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear, not in command but in temptation. His fingers traced down her collarbone, grazing the swell of her breast, and the heat of her body answered him—her nipple already stiff beneath the faintest touch.

"Eran…" Selene's voice broke like silk tearing, shaky, breathless. "I can't hold back."

His smirk was faint, but his hunger was not. He pressed closer, caging her against the wall, the scent of her robe mingling with the musk of arousal building between them.

Her trembling hands slid down his waist, fumbling at the ties of his trousers as the last knot came undone.

The fabric slid down, and Eran's cock sprang free.. thick, veined, already throbbing with hunger. Selene's breath hitched sharp, her lips parting with a gasp.

"Ohh… gods…" she whispered, her thighs pressing together as heat coiled deep inside her belly.

Eran tilted her chin up with two fingers, forcing her gaze higher. His eyes gleamed like steel in firelight. "Don't just stare, Selene. You know what to do."

Her lips trembled into the faintest smile soft, submissive. "As… you say…"

Her knees gave way willingly, the robe slipping wider around her shoulders until the full weight of her breasts spilled free, pale curves quivering as she sank down before him. The cold stone kissed her knees, but the heat in her chest drowned everything else.

Her hand reached out, hesitant at first, then firmer as her palm wrapped around him. The weight alone made her shiver.

Shlk… shlk…

She stroked him slowly, slicking his length with precum that welled at the tip. His groan rumbled low, a sound that vibrated through her chest.

"That's it…" His voice was rough, and approaching. "Good girl."

The praise ignited her. Her nipples tightened, thighs rubbing together, her body aching at his words. She leaned forward, as her lips brush the swollen tip.

Mnnhhh… she moaned softly as she tasted him, tongue flicking over the bead of salt-slick fluid.

Then

Slrrpphhh! Glckk! Slrk! Slrk!

Her lips stretched, swallowing him down in one needy motion. The stretch made her eyes water, her throat tightening around the thickness, but she pushed deeper, desperate to please.

"Ahhh… f-fuck…" Eran's breath cracked as his fingers tangled in her silken hair, guiding her rhythm.

Her answer came as a muffled moan around him—mmhhhnnnghh! the vibration sending a shudder through his spine. Drool spilled freely, dripping down her chin, painting her chest in shining trails.

Her pace grew frantic, head bobbing, wet sounds filling the chamber. Each hollowing suck echoed, each gag a plea for more.

"Deeper," Eran growled, thrusting into her mouth with a sharp snap of his hips.

Glckkkk! Ghhhnnkkk!

Her throat convulsed, choking, but she didn't pull back. Her nails dug into his thighs, clinging as though the desire of taking him was its own ecstasy

He looked down, his professor, the untouchable Selene, now undone, eyes fluttering and face glistening as she took him in with unrelenting devotion. The sight jolted through him, shattering the last strands of restraint.

"Fuck… look at you," he groaned, tightening his grip in her hair, hips rolling harder. "Choking on my cock like you were made for it."

Slrk! Slrk! Glckk! Slrrpphh!

Each thrust made her gag, but she moaned around him, throat working greedily, strings of spit connecting her lips to his shaft whenever she pulled back gasping.

When she finally broke free for air, her chest heaved, Saliva clung to her cheeks, lips swollen and red, precum smeared across her mouth like a mark of ownership.

Her voice trembled, breathless, yet burning with hunger.

"Eran… don't stop. I-I More… Ahhh!"

His thumb dragged across her cheek, smearing the mess possessively. He leaned down, voice rough and low.

"Messy already… and we've only begun."

Eran's words shivered down her spine, His thumb dragged once more across her cheek, then lower, grazing her swollen lips. She parted them instinctively, tongue lapping at his skin like an offering.

He chuckled low in his chest. "Greedy …"

Before she could answer, his hand slipped beneath her chin and pulled her up, forcing her to rise from the floor. Her knees trembled, slick with saliva and lust, her robe half-open, breasts bouncing free as she stumbled against him.

The robe slid further, baring her soft belly, the curve of her hip, until the only thing shielding her was a whisper of fabric clinging at her waist. Eran's palm flattened over her thigh, fingers spreading, then rising higher, brushing close to the heat between her legs.

Selene's breath hitched, her nails curling into his shirt as she gasped, "Eran… ahhh.. don't tease…"

But tease he did. His fingers ghosted the edge of her slit through the thin cloth, not quite touching, only tracing slow, deliberate, enough to make her thighs quiver.

"Hear that?" he murmured against her ear, his voice molten. "Your body's begging louder than your lips."

"Mmmhhh... Ahhh!" She bit back a cry as his knuckle finally pressed, just a little, against the damp fabric, the heat spilling through.

Her slick arousal already marked his hand, a damp patch spreading as he rubbed lazy circles. She writhed, her breasts crushed to his chest, nipples stiff against him, and mouth trembling against his neck.

"Touch me… properly," she begged, breath ragged, voice breaking.

Eran smirked, then in one swift motion, shoved the last of her robe down.

It pooled at her ankles, leaving her bare in the dim glow of the chamber fire. Her body trembled under his gaze, her flushed breasts heaving, thighs pressed together in desperation, every inch of her glistening with need.

"Gods…" His voice cracked, his cock twitching between them as he raked his eyes over her. "You're divine."

She flushed, biting her lip, but spread her thighs just enough, showing him the wet sheen between them. "I Can't hold longer" she whispered.

His mouth crushed to hers, teeth nipping her lower lip as his hands gripped her waist and dragged her against his length. Their kiss was wet, frantic, tongues tangling, both moaning into the other's mouth.

Selene gasped as his hand slid down, cupping her mound fully this time, fingers spreading her folds.

The obscene wet sounds filled the air as he circled her clit, slow at first, then harder, coaxing sharp whimpers from her throat.

"AHHH! ERAN! …" she trembled, knees giving, but he held her upright, grinding his cock against her stomach with each stroke of his fingers.

"You'll take it," he growled, his breath hot against her ear. "Every touch. And every inch of me."

Her nails clawed down his back as her hips bucked, seeking more, the molten ache between her legs ready to spill over. She was a mess, breathless, wet, moaning into his shoulder, her whole body surrendering to the rhythm of his hand.

The wet sounds quickened, her thighs slick, his palm drenched.

"Eran… ahhh… gods, please!"

He pulled back suddenly, fingers leaving her drenched and trembling. She whined at the loss, lips swollen, chest rising and falling like she had run miles.

"Turn around," he rasped, his cock twitching with hunger. "I want to see you apart from every angle."

Her eyes widened, and lips parting in a whimper but her body obeyed.

Slowly, almost shyly, she turned, pressing her palms against the cold stone wall. Her back arched, hips pushing out, dripping, waiting for him. Her hair tumbled wild, her shoulders bare, and the sight nearly undid him.

Eran's hand slid down her spine, lower, lower… until he cupped her ass, squeezing hard. "Perfect,".

Her breath stuttered as she whispered, "Then… take me, Eran."