Lucian woke up to the smell of sizzling bacon, the warm scent drifting through the air, teasing his senses. The bed felt cold without Lillith beside him. His body ached from the sinful marathon they'd indulged in the night before—a relentless storm of passion that had left her legs trembling and his cock drained dry.
He stretched, his muscles sore yet satisfied, before dragging himself to the shower. Hot water cascaded down his toned body, washing away the remnants of their lustful night. But even the cold stream couldn't douse the lingering heat smoldering deep in his veins. His mind wandered back to Lillith—her moans, her trembling body beneath him, the way she screamed his name as if he were the only man in existence.
By the time he walked into the living room, his cock was already hard again.
There she was.
Lillith stood by the stove, flipping pancakes while humming softly. The sunlight filtering through the curtains illuminated her flawless curves. She was wearing one of his white shirts—oversized, but not nearly long enough to hide the round swell of her ass. The fabric clung to her perky tits, nipples poking through the thin cotton like they were begging for his touch.
Lucian leaned against the doorframe, his eyes darkening. Fuck... this woman would be the death of him.
Lillith glanced over her shoulder, her lips curling into a smile. "Good morning, husband... breakfast is almost ready."
His smirk deepened. "Good morning, wife."
The way she called him husband... it sent a possessive thrill straight to his cock. He walked toward her slowly, each step deliberate. By the time he reached her, Lillith's breath had already quickened, her thighs pressing together unconsciously.
Lucian grabbed her waist, pulling her flush against him. His hard length pressed against her ass through the thin fabric. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear.
"How can I eat breakfast... when all I crave is you?"
Lillith shivered, her body melting into him. "L-Lucian... what if the neighbors see?"
"Let them watch." His hand slid beneath the shirt, fingers tracing along the wet heat between her thighs. "You're mine, Lillith... every inch of you."
Her breath hitched, her head falling back against his chest. Lucian's fingers teased her slit, spreading her juices as he nipped at her neck. His cock throbbed painfully, straining against his boxers.
"Husband... please..."
He smirked darkly, spinning her around and lifting her onto the kitchen counter. Plates and cutlery clattered to the floor, forgotten. Lucian pushed the shirt up, exposing her dripping pussy.
"Breakfast can wait," he growled before burying his face between her legs.
Lillith's cries filled the room as his tongue flicked against her swollen clit. She clutched his hair, grinding against his mouth as pleasure consumed her. Her surrender was intoxicating—a drug he could never get enough of.
When she finally came, screaming his name, Lucian stood up and kissed her hard—letting her taste herself on his tongue.
"Good girl," he murmured against her lips. "Now... turn around. I'm not finished with you yet."
He bent her over the counter, yanking the shirt over her head. The sight of her naked, flushed body had him seconds away from losing control. With one swift motion, Lucian slammed his cock into her soaking wet pussy.
Lillith screamed, clutching the counter as he fucked her mercilessly.
"You love it, don't you? Being fucked like a filthy little slut..."
"Y-Yes, husband... I love it... I'm yours... all yours..."
Her submission made him harder. Lucian grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as he pounded into her dripping cunt. His balls slapped against her ass, filling the room with obscene sounds.
By the time he filled her womb with his hot seed, Lillith was a trembling, broken mess beneath him.
Lucian smirked, pulling her into his lap as they sat at the table. He fed her pancakes with his fingers, watching as she licked the syrup from his skin. The sight made his cock twitch again.
After breakfast, Lucian activated his AI lens and casually peeked at Lillith's financial status.
$20 million.
His heart skipped a beat. This woman was sitting on a fucking goldmine, and she didn't even hesitate to hand it all over to him.
"Lillith... I've been thinking. I could really use $15 million... I have some plans, and I promise I'll pay you back."
Her eyes softened instantly. She reached across the table, squeezing his hand. "Lucian... everything I have is yours—my body, my soul, my money. You don't even have to ask. Just take what you need, husband. I trust you completely."
Fuck... she was completely brainwashed.
Lucian leaned in, brushing his lips against her ear. "You're such a good wife... always ready to please your husband."
Her breath quickened, her thighs pressing together under the table. The surrender rate had maxed out—100% devotion. This woman would die for him if he asked.
But Lucian's mind wasn't just on Lillith anymore.
Jessica...
That sexy little friend of hers. He'd seen the way Jessica looked at him—hungry, curious... needy.
Lucian leaned closer, his voice dripping with dark seduction. "Invite Jessica over for dinner tonight, wife... I want to fuck her too."
Lillith's breath caught, but instead of jealousy, her emerald eyes darkened with twisted excitement.
"Yes, husband... I'll make sure she comes... just for you."
Lucian smirked, his cock hardening at the thought.
This was only the beginning.
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