Chapter 3: Aurelia: First Wife’s Unyielding Duty [R18]
Lucien stepped closer, his blood-red eyes scanning her with a mixture of hunger and amusement.
"You’re practically vibrating, Aurelia," he murmured, his voice a velvet caress.
"Shut up and get these clothes off me," she countered, her sky-blue eyes challenging him.
Lucien chuckled, his long fingers reaching for the ties of her shift.
Slide.
The fabric parted slowly, revealing the sculpted lines of her defined abs on the creamy expanse of her skin and the heavy swell of her breasts with a faint scar above her left breast a testament to her past battles.
"Beautiful," he whispered, his sarcasm momentarily replaced by genuine awe.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her collarbone, causing her to let out a sharp Gasp.
"Don’t get too sentimental, Lucien," she breathed, though she arched her back into his touch.
He gently eased the garment down her hips, exposing the thick, powerful thighs that were humming with anticipation.
Breaking away, he looked down at her, his red eyes burning with desire.
"I want to make this perfect for you, Aurelia. Tell me how you like it."
She looked up at him, her sky blue eyes glazed with lust.
"I like a good hard battle, so maybe that means I like it rough?" she admitted, a flush rising to her cheeks.
"But not too rough, I still want to feel you and it’s my first time."
"I’m going to make sure you feel everything." he said softly, his tone shifting to something tender.
Aurelia gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin.
"Now stop talking and take me." she hissed, her voice thick with desire.
Lucien scooped her up in one fluid motion, her weight substantial and firm against his athletic frame.
Thud.
He laid her gently back onto the silk sheets, hovering over her as their gazes locked.
He crashed his lips against hers, a deep, searching kiss that tasted of desperation and claim.
Mmph...
Aurelia moaned into his mouth, her tongue dancing with his in a fierce battle for dominance and her hands coming up to tangle in his hair.
Lucien responded by teasing her nipples with his fingers, pinching and nipping until they peaked up.
He then shifted, his hand sliding down to find the heat between her thighs.
"You’re so tight," he groaned against her lips.
"Just... do it," she commanded, her breath hitching.
He positioned himself, the head of his cock pressing against her untouched entrance.
Squelch.
He pushed forward slowly, a low grunt escaping his throat as he felt the resistance of her hymen.
"Ah! Haa..." Aurelia’s eyes widened, her fingers clutching the sheets.
Rip.
A sharp gasp escaped her as the membrane tore, a small amount of blood staining the sheets, but the pain was quickly drowned by an overwhelming surge of pleasure.
[DING! Activating Conditions Met.]
[Get Married and Have a Wife/Wives - Completed]
[Wife has a Bond Level of atleast Partner(1%) - Completed]
[ Claim your Wife/Wives - Completed]
[DING! Wife Investment System Partially Activated]
[First Wife Slot Bound to Aurelia Astrax]
[Slots: 1/3]
Lucien’s eyes flicked to the neon blue interface only he could see, before he focused back on Aurelia.
He smiled, deciding to prioritize her.
"You’re... so big..." she whimpered, her dominant facade cracking.
"Get used to it, wife," he whispered, sliding fully inside her with a wet Plap.
Aurelia shivered, the fullness stretching her walls to their limit.
Suddenly, she surged upward, using her arms to flip their positions with a burst of strength.
Oof!
Lucien hit the mattress as Aurelia straddled him, her thick thighs framing his waist.
She lifted herself slightly and then slammed back down, her pussy swallowing him whole.
Slap!
"My turn," she panted, her chest heaving, her breasts bouncing with every movement.
She began to grind, a slow, circular motion that drove Lucien insane.
Squish... squelch...
"God, Aurelia... you’re squeezing me so hard," Lucien groaned, his hips bucking upward.
She leaned down, kissing him deeply while her lower body worked him relentlessly.
"Is this... ah... enough for you?" she moaned, picking up the pace.
Plap-plap-plap-plap!
The sound of their colliding flesh filled the room, the friction creating an intense, searing heat.
Lucien’s eyes flared red. The gentleness vanished, replaced by a primal urge to reclaim control.
"Enough playing," he growled.
He gripped her thick backside, his fingers digging into her flesh, and hoisted her up off him in one powerful motion.
Gasp!
Aurelia screamed as he stood, holding her aloft, and began to pound into her with raw, unfiltered force.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Oh god! Yes! Right there!" she shrieked, her head tossing back.
Lucien leaned in, biting her breast firmly, marking her as his own.
Chomp.
"You’re mine, Aurelia! Every inch of you!" he roared.
He shifted her suddenly, folding her body into a tight V-shape, her legs draped over his arms as he rammed deeper than before.
Squelch!
"I can’t... ah!... I can’t take it!" she wailed, her voice echoing through the room.
He flipped her over, her back to him, her legs dangling uselessly as he gripped her waist like a vice.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Her rounded backside jiggled violently with every thunderous thrust.
Aurelia’s eyes rolled back, her mouth falling open in a tearing ahegao expression, saliva trailing from her lips.
"Cum... please... fill me up! Cum inside me!" she begged, her voice a broken sob of pleasure.
Lucien let out a guttural roar, his body tensing as he delivered one final, deepest thrust.
Splurt!
He erupted inside her, wave after wave of hot seed filling her womb to the brim.
As he pulled out with a wet Pop, Aurelia’s body convulsed violently.
Sshhh-splat!
A massive spray of female lubrication erupted from her, squirting across the room in a powerful release from Aurelia’s still-quivering opening.
"Calm down, little warrior," he murmured, gathering her close as she trembled and shook, her eyes glassy with pleasure.
"Let the sensation pass."
Eventually, her breath evened out, and she managed a weak, blissful smile up at Lucien.
"That was... incredible," she admitted, her voice still husky from exertion.
"I didn’t know it could feel that good."
They both collapsed, panting heavily, their skin slick with sweat and fluids.
Lucien chuckled, nuzzling her temple affectionately.
Lucien didn’t pull away for long; he began to shower her body with tender kisses.
He kissed her breasts, her neck, and her waist, his touch now soft and worshipful.
"You did so well," he whispered, kissing her lips softly.
But the fire hadn’t fully died.
He pinned her arms above her head, his eyes darkening again.
"One more time," he murmured.
He entered her again, but this time it was slow, a passionate, rhythmic grinding that felt like their souls were merging.
Squelch... slide...
"Ah... Luci... husband" she moaned, her voice small and vulnerable.
He shifted again, hoisting her legs up onto his shoulders, driving himself home with heavy, grunting thrusts.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Scream for me, Aurelia!"
"AHHHHH! HAA... YES!"
She quivered, her entire body shaking in a massive, toe-curling climax.
Lucien followed her immediately, groaning loudly as he filled her once more.
Splurt...
"Welcome to married life, my dear. We’ll have to explore more together."
He helped settle her back into the pillows, tucking a stray lock of scarlet hair behind her ear.
"I’ll hold you to that," she murmured a contented sigh escaping her lips.
Aurelia’s eyes fluttered shut, the sheer intensity of the pleasure overloading her system.
She fell into a deep, exhausted sleep almost instantly.
Lucien looked at her with a protective gaze, gently cleaning the blood and seed from her skin.
He pulled the blankets up to her chin, kissing her forehead before lying down beside her.
Aurelia lay curled against him, breathing slow, scarlet hair fanned across the pillow, uncharacteristically still.
Not the rigid stillness of the wedding hall. Something looser, something that almost looked like peace.
Lucien pressed a kiss to her hair and eased out of the bed as gently as he could manage, letting her sleep.
He stood for a moment in the dark, glancing toward the corner of his vision where that flicker of light had appeared and vanished.
Nothing there now. Just shadows and the faint shape of Aurelia’s sword, propped uselessly against the wall — a warrior’s weapon, gathering dust, for hands that could no longer wield it the way they used to.
’Later,’ he told himself again. ’Whatever that was, it’s not going anywhere.’
He pulled the blanket over Aurelia’s shoulder, straightened his robes, and stepped quietly out of the room.
Down the hall, a second door waited.
Seraphina was in there. Nervous, probably. Apologizing to the furniture, possibly.
Lucien exhaled, rolled his shoulders once, and knocked softly before letting himself in.
One wife down. Two to go.
The night was far from over.
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