NOVEL NEXT Chapter 19: PERFECT PLANS
Eran's grin widened. A storm was coming. He knew it. And he knew how to play it.
But when his gaze drifted back to her body her thighs still parted shamelessly, the faint sheen of wet glistening under the light, and musky perfume of sex still clinging to the air.
He leaned down, close enough to let his breath roll over her skin. His finger brushed her inner thigh… slow, deliberate, until it traced dangerously near her heat.
Selene jolted, her spine arching in a reflex she couldn't tame, hips tilting higher, spreading wider.
"Ahhhhhh…hnnnnnnnnnn!"
The moan tore from her throat before she could choke it back, her voice cracking under the weight of sensation.
His fingertip stroked the slickness at her core, gathering the warmth that pulsed out of her. Wet. Slick. Hotter with every touch. He dragged it slowly across her folds, watching the way her body betrayed her with a shiver.
"You're dripping again," he whispered, his tone sharp with mockery.
"I-I… ahhhhnnnnnnnn… n no…" Her voice faltered, the denial shredded by the way her body arched toward him.
Eran's head dipped lower, his lips brushing, then sealing against her folds again.
"AAAAAhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnn!"
Her cry cracked through the chamber as his tongue dragged upward, pressing against her swollen bud. Her thighs clamped against his head, trembling as if she could resist, but every jolt sent through her spine.
"Stop… E..eeeran, stop, it's t-too muchhhhhh!" she gasped, as her voice break into sobs.
But Eran didn't stop. He spread her hips wider, raising them slightly, until he had the perfect view: her glistening slit, twitching, and beneath it, the tight ring of her other hole, breathing faintly with every pulse of her body.
His eyes narrowed. His middle finger pressed against it, slick with her own arousal.
N-not there.... Erannnnnn!
Her body convulsed hard again, back curving into a bow, her hips jerking upward as his finger slid inside her puckered hole. The tight ring clenched desperately around him, swallowing him in trembling pulses.
His tongue never stopped. He pressed harder against her clit, circling with deliberate cruelty, savoring every scream.
I'm… I'm cummminnnnnnnngggggg!"
Her entire body broke.
Juices gushed hot against his tongue, pouring over his lips and chin. Her puckered hole spasmed violently around his finger, sucking him in with every pulse of release.
"AAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnn!"
The cry ripped from her like her soul itself was breaking. Her body convulsed in brutal spasms, legs shaking uncontrollably as more juices poured from her slit, slick gushing down onto the sheets in a hot stream. Her puckered hole clenched around his finger so hard it nearly burned, twitching wildly with every pulse.
And her scream broke into gasps, tears spilling as she writhed helplessly under the flood of her climax.
Finally, Eran drew back. Slowly, deliberately, he pulled his finger free with a wet plup, watching as her hole twitched, fluttering open and closed, still dripping, still breathing from the shock of being used. Her slit glistened, her entire lower body slick and messy, sex pouring out of her like she had been split wide open.
Selene collapsed onto the bed, trembling, twitching, every muscle shivering with aftershocks. Her breaths came ragged and shallow, chest heaving with desperate gulps of air.
N no more… please…" she whispered faintly, voice breaking before it faded into silence.
Eran stayed there, watching her. Watching the slick drip slow from her folds, tracing down her thighs. Her body was ruined, undone completely his.
His chest rose with a long, deep breath. For the first time, he sighed.
"Pathetic… beautiful," he murmured under his breath, smirking faintly.
Then, finally, he fell back onto the bed beside her, exhaustion pulling at his own body. The heat, and her cries still ringing in his ears, they dragged him down.
He leaned on one elbow, chest still heaving faintly and sweat cooling along his skin.
His gaze trailed over Selene sprawled beside him, her body limp and trembling in the sheets. Her cheeks burned a deep crimson, lashes damp with tears she hadn't even noticed falling. Her lips fluttered with faint broken sobs half-moan.. half-breath, until even those softened into the rhythm of slumber.
She twitched now and then, as if her body was still remembering every thrust, every lick, every push he had forced into her. A faint shiver ran through her thighs, spreading wider on instinct even in unconsciousness. The scent of sex clung to her like a veil, warm, heavy and undeniable.
And Eran's hand moved, slow and deliberate, brushing her damp cheek. Her skin was hot, feverish against his fingertips. He dragged his thumb lightly over her swollen lower lip, watching it part with a sleepy sigh, and he smirked at the sight.
"Broken ?," he whispered low, not without a dark reverence. "Even in sleep, you're mine."
The sheets were wet beneath her hips, her core glistening faintly, as evidence still dripping from her stretched heat and puckered ring. He admired it like a painting—her ruined pride painted across her body.
THEN...
Diiiiinnnngggg!
The system purred into his skull again, its voice smooth, feminine, laced with a sinister satisfaction.
[Congratulations Eran. You have made your woman reach her climax multiple times (x2)]
[Exp Reward: +10,000 × 2 = +20,000]
[Previous Exp Balance: +96,000]
[New Balance: +116,000]
[Rank III Requirement: +300,000 Exp]
[Mana state: 6000/10000]
[Hidden pairing affinity: +12]
The numbers etched themselves across his vision, glowing faintly before fading. A whisper of power, just beyond his grasp.
He exhaled through his nose, leaning back on the bed. 116,000. Still far. But every climb mattered. Every conquest carved another rung in the ladder.
His smirk curled darker as his thoughts drifted, unbidden, to her.
Miyu.
That sharp tongue. That flawless pride. He could almost picture her haughty glare, her mocking pride. The way her crest had flared in duel, the spark that told him she would be a challenge. but she had no idea.
She would mock him, no doubt. She would sneer and treat him as the commoner she believed him to be. And still, her body would betray her. The system had already whispered her rewards.. her climax, her breaking would all yield more than Selene had.
And Eran knew himself. The more she fought, the sweeter her crave would be when she finally broke.
"Tomorrow," he muttered to himself, eyes still fixed on the ceiling. "It begins tomorrow."
Beside him, Selene whimpered faintly in her sleep, her hips giving a weak shiver as if even her dreams remembered him. Eran brushed her cheek once more, then lay back fully, sighing into the silence.
The air was thick with the heat of sex, the bed stained with her surrender. And his body ached with exhaustion pulling at him, but his mind burned still with one thought—Miyu.
The smirk stayed on his lips as the weight of sleep finally dragged him under.
And slowly, he drifted off into darkness, his last thought not of rest, but of conquest.
The room smelled of sweat, sex, and victory.
And in that silence, both drifted into unconsciousness...