Chapter 5: Evelisse: "Don’t get the wrong idea" [R18]
Evelisse was standing with her arms crossed when Lucien opened the door.
Which, he noted, was an impressive feat, considering she also had her back turned to him.
"You don’t have to come in," she said, before he’d even said a word.
"I’m fine being alone. I’ve done it my whole life. I don’t need you feeling obligated just because our houses forced us."
"Wasn’t feeling obligated," Lucien said, leaning against the doorframe.
"Was feeling married, there’s a contract, silver light and everything, making it very official."
"I know how demon marriage contracts work," she snapped, still not turning around.
"I’m just saying, don’t misunderstand. I’m not... eager. Or whatever."
"Never said you were."
"Good. Because I’m not."
"Got it," Lucien said. "Loud and clear."
She turned then, mouth already open on the next indignant sentence — and stopped.
Her eyes dropped. Just for a second. Just long enough to catch the open collar of his robe, the line of his shoulder, the general unfairness of vampire bloodlines when it came to physique regardless of how "weak" the rest of the package apparently was.
Her mouth shut. Opened again. Shut.
’Interesting,’ Lucien thought, watching something flicker behind her golden eyes that looked suspiciously like betrayal by her own hormones.
"...What," Evelisse said, "are you looking at."
"Nothing," Lucien said. "You just went quiet. Thought maybe you’d finally run out of things to deny."
"I did not run out of anything." Her eyes flicked to his shoulder again. Lingered half a second too long. Snapped back up.
"You can leave. Really, I mean it. I don’t need this."
"Alright," Lucien said easily, straightening off the doorframe. "If you’re sure."
He turned toward the door.
"Wait.."
He paused, glancing back. Evelisse stood there, wings twitching, face caught somewhere between fury and panic, like her pride and her body had just gotten into a fistfight and pride was losing badly.
"...That’s not, I didn’t mean," She exhaled hard through her nose, cheeks darkening. "Just. Don’t make it weird. Get back here."
"Wouldn’t dream of making it weird," Lucien said, walking back toward her. "I contain zero weirdness. Total design flaw, actually, we discussed this, this morning."
"I don’t know what that means and I don’t want to."
"Right fair point."
She grabbed a fistful of his robe before he could say anything else, tsundere bravado apparently reaching its limit, and pulled him the rest of the way.
Lucien closed Evelisse’s door behind him, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Guess I should make sure my third wife is as taken care of as my first two."
He sauntered into her room, eyes locked on her defiant stance. "You know, for the sake of fairness and all that."
Evelisse scoffed, arms crossed. "I don’t need you to ’take care’ of me, Lucien. I’ve been fine on my own." But her eyes betrayed her, flicking over his lean form appreciatively.
Lucien chuckled, moving closer. "Never said you did, Eve. But a husband should still take care of his wife, don’t you think?"
He reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, letting his fingers trail down her cheek.
She shivered, eyes narrowing. "Don’t tease me."
Lucien stepped closer, his eyes locked onto Evelisse’s. "You sure about that, Eve?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.
She huffed, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I said I don’t need you, not that I don’t want you."
Lucien chuckled, low and seductive. "Well, I want you. Very much."
He reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her neck, down to her collarbone, making her shiver.
"I want to hear you moan, to see you squirm, to make you cum so hard you forget your worries."
Evelisse bit her lip, her eyes dilating. "You’re awfully confident for someone who was probably a virgin till today and can’t even kiss properly."
Lucien raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Is that a challenge, Eve?"
She scoffed, but her breath hitched as he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a deep, passionate kiss.
His tongue explored her mouth tasting it all and claiming her. She moaned, her body pressing against his as her fingers tangled in his hair.
He broke the kiss, his eyes flicking to her heaving chest. "See, I told you I could kiss," he murmured, his voice husky with desire.
Evelisse panted, her eyes hooded with lust. "Shut up and fuck me, Lucien. We got a contract to finish."
He chuckled, his hands reaching for the hem of her dress. "As you wish, my little fallen angel."
He lifted the dress over her head, revealing her naked body underneath. His eyes widened, taking in her curves, her thick thighs, her big chest and backside.
"Fuck, you’re beautiful, Eve."
She smirked, her wings flaring out slightly.
"You’re not so bad yourself, Lucien."
He guided her to the bed, pushing her down gently. He climbed on top of her, his eyes never leaving hers.
He leaned down, his lips capturing one of her nipples, sucking and biting it, making her moan and arch her back.
"Lucien... yes..." she moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair, pressing him closer.
He switched to her other nipple, giving it the same attention, his hands squeezing and kneading her large breasts.
He could feel her pussy getting wetter, her hips moving against his, seeking friction.
He kissed his way down her body, his tongue flicking out to lick her abs, making her jerk and moan.
He reached her pussy, his tongue flicking out to lick her slit, making her jerk and moan louder.
"Oh god, Lucien... yes..." she moaned, her hips moving against his face, seeking more friction.
He licked and sucked, his tongue exploring every inch of her pussy, his fingers joining in, stretching her, preparing her.
He could feel her pussy getting tighter, her body tensing as she neared her orgasm.
"Cum for me, Eve," he growled, his fingers rubbing her, his tongue fucking her pussy.
She screamed, her body convulsing a little as her pussy clenched around his fingers, coating it in her juices.
He continued to lick and suck, drawing out her orgasm, making her moan more.
He stood, undressing quickly, his hard cock springing free. He guided it to her entrance, rubbing the head against her slick folds.
"Are you ready, Eve?" he asked, his voice tight with control.
She nodded, her eyes wide, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes... fuck me, Lucien... make me cum again..."
He pushed in slowly, feeling her pussy stretch and adjust to his size.
A faint trace of blood from her hymen mixed with her growing wetness as he filled her completely.
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She moaned, her hips moving to meet his thrusts. He started to pick up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, her big ass jiggling with each thrust.
"Yes, Lucien... yes... fuck me harder... make me cum again..." she begged, her voice thick with desire.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles, making her moan louder.
He leaned down, his mouth capturing one of her nipples, sucking and biting it, making her scream and quiver.
"Cum for me, Eve," he growled, his hips moving like a piston, his cock slamming into her, his fingers rubbing her clit.
She screamed, her pussy squirting around his cock, coating him in her juices.
He continued to pound into her, his cock swelling, his orgasm approaching.
"Fuck, I’m going to cum," he groaned, his body tensing, his cock erupting inside her, filling her with his hot seed.
They both collapsed, panting heavily, their skin glistening with sweat.
He pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined juices, and flipped her onto her hands and knees.
"I want to see that juicy peach bounce," he growled, slapping her ass cheek, making it jiggle.
She moaned, arching her back, her ass pushing out towards him. He guided his cock to her entrance and pushed in, making her gasp and moan.
He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh, and started to pound into her, making her tits bounce and jiggle.
"Yes, Lucien... yes... fuck me harder... make me cum again..." she begged, her voice breathy and thick with desire.
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles, making her moan louder.
He could feel her pussy getting tighter, her body tensing as she neared her orgasm.
He leaned over her, his mouth capturing one of her nipples, sucking and biting it, making her scream and quiver.
"Cum for me, Eve," he growled, his hips moving like a piston, his cock slamming into her, his fingers rubbing her clit.
She screamed, her body convulsing, her pussy squirting around his cock, coating him in her juices. He continued to pound into her, his cock swelling, his orgasm approaching.
"Fuck, I’m going to cum," he groaned, his body tensing, his cock erupting inside her, filling her with his hot seed.
He pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined juices, and flipped her onto her back.
He guided her legs over his shoulders, his cock pressing against her entrance.
"I want to see you cum again, Eve," he said, his voice low and commanding.
She bit her lip, her eyes hooded with lust, and nodded. He pushed in, making her gasp and moan, his hips rolling, his cock sliding in and out of her slowly.
He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a slow, languid kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth, tasting her.
She moaned, her body melting against his, her fingers tangling in his long black hair.
He started to pick up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, her big ass jiggling with each thrust.
"Yes, Lucien... yes... fuck me... make me cum again..." she begged, her voice breathy and thick with desire.
He could feel her pussy getting tighter, her body tensing as she neared her orgasm.
He reached down, his fingers finding her button as he pinched it, making her moan.
He leaned down, his mouth capturing one of her nipples sucking and biting it.
"Cum for me, Eve," he growled, his hips moving like a piston, his cock slamming into her, his fingers rubbing her clit.
She screamed, her body convulsing, her pussy squirting around his cock, coating him in her juices.
He continued to pound into her, his cock swelling, his orgasm approaching.
"Fuck, I’m going to cum," he groaned, his body tensing, his cock erupting inside her, filling her with his hot seed.
They both collapsed, panting heavily, their skin glistening with sweat.
He pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined juices, and flipped her onto her stomach.
He guided her to her hands and knees, her ass pushed out towards him.
"Lucien... what are you doing?" she asked, her voice breathy and hesitant.
He smirked, his hands gripping her ass cheeks, spreading them slightly. "I’m going to fuck you while you float, Eve," he said, his voice low and commanding.
She gasped, her eyes widening. "What? But... I’ve never... I don’t know if I can concentrate..." she stammered, her cheeks flushing.
He chuckled, his hands squeezing her ass cheeks.
"Don’t worry, I’ll guide you. Just relax and let your wings do the work," he said, his voice soothing and reassuring.
She took a deep breath, her wings flaring out, as she magically rose slowly.
She lifted off the bed, her body hovering a few inches off the mattress, her ass still pushed out towards him.
He guided his cock to her entrance, pushing in slowly, making her moan and gasp.
"Oh god, Lucien... this feels so... different..." she moaned, her wings beating faster, lifting her higher off the bed.
He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh, and started to pound into her, making her tits bounce and jiggle.
"You’re doing great, Eve. Just keep floating," he said, his voice encouraging.
She moaned, her wings beating faster, lifting her higher, her ass slapping against his hips with each thrust.
He could feel her pussy getting tighter, her body tensing as she neared her orgasm.
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles, making her moan louder.
"Cum for me, Eve," he growled, his hips moving like a piston, his cock slamming into her, his fingers rubbing her clit.
She came, almost falling mid air as her pussy griped his cock.
He continued to pound into her as his own orgasm approached.
"Fuck, I’m going to cum," he groaned, his body tensing, his cock erupting inside her, filling her with his hot seed.
He spanked her ass making her gasp.
"Yes, Lucien... yes... spank me again... make me cum again..." she begged, her voice breathy and thick with desire.
He spanked her ass again, making it jiggle, making her moan and quiver. He could feel her pussy getting tighter, her body tensing as she neared her orgasm.
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles, making her moan louder.
"Cum for me, Eve," he growled, his hips moving like a piston, his cock slamming into her, his fingers rubbing her clit.
She released hard coating his cock.
They both collapsed, panting heavily, their skin glistening with sweat.
He pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined juices, and they lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts pounding.
"Fuck, Eve... that was... incredible..." he panted, his voice filled with awe.
She smirked, her eyes hooded with lust.
"I told you I was different from the other two, Lucien," she said, her voice smug.
He chuckled, his arms wrapping around her, pulling her close.
"You were right, Eve. You were absolutely right. And I wouldn’t have it any other way."
Evelisse’s fingers dug into his shoulder — the same shoulder she’d been staring at not forty minutes earlier while insisting she absolutely did not care about it — and whatever dignity she’d been trying to maintain gave out completely somewhere around the third time she forgot to finish calling him an idiot.
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Afterward, she lay curled against his chest, wings loosely draped over both of them like a blanket she hadn’t consciously decided to share.
Her breathing had gone slow and even, golden eyes closed, the perpetual scowl finally smoothed out of her face.
"...This doesn’t mean anything," she mumbled into his chest, half-asleep, voice already losing its edge.
"I still don’t need you."
"Of course not," Lucien murmured back, arm settling around her.
"I mean it."
"I know."
"...Your arms are really warm," she admitted, so quietly he almost missed it, already drifting.
"Just for my wives," Lucien said.
She didn’t have the energy left to argue with him about it.
Her breathing evened out completely as she fell asleep.
Lucien lay there a moment in the dark, arm around his third wife, wings draped over them both like she’d claimed him as property somewhere between denying it and falling asleep on him.
’Three for three,’ he thought, eyes growing heavy. ’Not bad for a guy with a garbage bloodline and no talent.’
He meant to get up. Meant to finally check whatever that silver-blue light had been flickering at the edge of his vision all night.
His eyelids had other plans.
Just as sleep started pulling him under, the air in front of him shifted — not light exactly, more like the dark itself rearranging into shape, cool and blue and silent.
[Checking Demon Marriage Contracts...]
[Wives Soul Links Stable.]
[Checking Bond Levels.]
[Initializing...]
[0%]
[11%]
[38%]
[74%]
[100%]
[Wife Investment System Fully Activated.]
The words hung glowing in the dark air above the bed, patient, waiting for eyes that weren’t there to read them.
Lucien didn’t see any of it.
He was already asleep, one arm around Evelisse, her wing draped over his shoulder, three doors down from Aurelia and Seraphina — four disgraces, tangled together in the quiet of a house nobody else wanted.
Somewhere behind his closed eyes, eighteen years of waiting had finally, quietly, paid off.
He just didn’t know it yet.
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