CHAPTER 37: CHAPTER 37: DO YOU CARE? (18+)

The clock had long struck midnight, casting the grand bedroom in a veil of moonlit shadows that danced across the silk sheets like forbidden lovers.

Flora’s golden eyes fluttered open, her body still humming from the day’s exhaustion, yet restless with an undercurrent of insatiable heat.

By her side, curled up in peaceful slumber, was Luna—her childhood confidante, the fiery redhead who was more sister than cousin, daughter of her aunt the duchess.

It had been years since they’d shared a bed like this, years since their innocent dreams of adventure had filled the air between them. The mage Luna and the warrior Flora, inseparable once, vowing to conquer the world together—slaying monsters, scaling the treacherous sky dungeons that still whispered nightmares in their sleep.

But life had intervened, cruel and unyielding. Noble duties had chained them, responsibilities like iron shackles pulling them apart. The day the duchess relocated to the empire’s capital, tearing Luna away, had shattered Flora’s young heart.

Now, Luna’s surprise visit was a balm, a joyous reunion filled with laughter and reminiscences that made Flora’s spirit soar. She reached out, her fingers gently brushing Luna’s soft cheek, tracing the familiar curve. "...Welcome back," she whispered, her voice a tender caress in the quiet night.

Yet, even in this moment of pure happiness, a deeper ache gnawed at her core—a throbbing, insistent void that no amount of sisterly warmth could fill.

When Luna had suggested they sleep together, just like old times, Flora’s brow had furrowed in unspoken conflict. It should have been a dream come true, this sleepover after so many lost years.

But sleeping here meant sacrificing him*. Aiden. The man who had invaded her thoughts, her body, her very soul. She’d orchestrated his role as butler with calculated precision, assigning him that corner room below hers through Gerald’s unwitting hands.

A room separated only by a simple storeroom floor, a flimsy barrier that screamed invitation. She’d handed over the keys herself, her pulse racing with the secret hope—no, the desperate need—that he’d find his way to her. Through the door, the window, it didn’t matter. She craved him like a drug, her body betraying her even now, her thighs slick with arousal at the mere thought of his touch.

’No,’ she told herself firmly, clenching her fists beneath the sheets. Tonight was for Luna, for rekindling their bond. Her heart and body could ache all they wanted; she’d endure it.

Creak...

A sudden gust of wind? The window swung open, and Flora whipped her head around, her breath catching.

There he was—

Aiden, silhouetted against the night sky like a predator in the shadows. Her lips parted to gasp his name—"Ai—" but his hand clamped over her mouth, firm and unyielding.

"Shuuuusssh," he hissed, his finger pressing against his own lips, those golden eyes gleaming with wicked intent.

Aiden’s smile was pure sin, devouring her flushed expression that screamed she’d been waiting, yearning.

He glanced at the sleeping redhead—the one who’d nearly caught him earlier—but dismissed her with a predatory shrug.

[Ember: 1%]

His chest heaved with ragged breaths as he climbed onto the massive bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. He pushed Flora aside just enough to slide in, his body heat enveloping her like a flame to dry tinder.

She felt it instantly—his massive bulge pressing insistently against her back, hot and throbbing through the thin fabric of her gown.

’This... he wants to do it now... here... but...’ Her mind reeled, eyes darting to Luna’s serene face, inches away, lost in deep sleep. ’No... it’s dangerous—ohhh...’

Before resistance could form, Aiden’s hands were on her, bold and possessive, cupping her bare breasts beneath the gossamer gown that barely reached her waist.

No bra, no barriers—just her voluptuous curves yielding to his rough palms, her nipples hardening into aching peaks under his thumbs’ relentless circling.

She’d worn nothing underneath on purpose, hadn’t she? Anticipating—no, praying—he’d come, making it easier for him to ravage her, to feel every inch of her trembling flesh.

"Ah," she moaned softly, her hand flying to her mouth in panic, terror gripping her that Luna might stir and witness this depravity.

"Aiden... please stop," she whispered, so faint it was barely a breath, unsure if even he heard over the pounding of her heart.

"Then why don’t you just push me away..." His voice was a hot growl in her ear, sending shivers straight to her core. He grew bolder, his hand snaking down her thigh, those ample, silken legs parting instinctively as he hiked up her gown.

His fingers, cool against her fevered skin, traced the edge of her underwear, delving between her thighs to find her soaked center.

"See... you’re already wet... you want this, Flora... you need

this." His forefinger pressed against her clit through the drenched fabric, twisting and rubbing with expert precision, jolts of electric pleasure shooting through her like lightning.

"No..." she protested weakly, her hand gripping his arm—not to stop him, but to steady herself as her heartbeat thundered, a wild drum in her chest.

"Aiden... please no." But she did nothing, her body betraying her, hips subtly grinding against his tormenting touch.

"Ummm," she mumbled, muffled by her own hands clamped over her mouth, eyes locked on Luna’s sleeping form. ’Oh gods, what if she wakes’

The conflict tore at her—shame warring with an overwhelming lust that made her pussy clench in anticipation. Yet this danger, this forbidden thrill of being claimed right here, made her wetter than ever, her underwear ruined, slick arousal dripping down her thighs.

Then she felt it—his hot, throbbing cock pressing against her back, a massive rod of steel-hard flesh stretching from her waist to the middle of her spine, radiating heat that melted her resolve.

Memories flooded her: that same cock pounding her mercilessly, stretching her walls, making her insides quiver in ecstatic surrender.

Her body burned, her golden eyes glazing with need as she turned slightly, her hand cupping his healed, chiseled face—now even more intoxicating in his butler attire, those golden eyes pulling her into a vortex of desire.

"...Can I?" Aiden whispered, his voice a seductive spell that made her nod, ever so slightly. ’Oh gods, why? Am I mad?’ She thought.

But the pull was irresistible.

He tugged her drenched underwear down, exposing her glistening pussy to the cool air, only for it to be replaced by the scorching tip of his cock nudging her entrance. In one urgent thrust, he plunged inside, filling her completely.

’Ahhhhhhh...’ She screamed inwardly, biting down on her hand to stifle the cry, her mind exploding in white-hot pleasure. ’Nooo... it... it feels so good.’

Her eyes rolled back, body arching as he drove deeper, his thick shaft stretching her tight walls to their limit, hitting that deepest spot that made her toes curl in bliss.

Aiden’s Ember flickered higher, a surge of power from her submission. He moved slowly at first, hips rocking gently to avoid noise, but she was so fucking wet, the slick ’glock, glock’ sounds echoed obscenely.

Luna remained asleep, emboldening him. His free hand mauled her breasts, pinching her nipples hard enough to make her gasp, while he seized her chin, forcing her lips to his. His tongue invaded her mouth, deep and dominating, swallowing her moans as he thrust faster, harder, his cock pistoning into her dripping heat.

’Gods, I love this,’ Aiden thought, reveling in her noble body writhing under him. Her mother had warned him to stay away, but here he was, defiling her daughter in the most intimate betrayal—pounding her while her best friend slept beside them.

Catherine’s ultimatum had ignited his defiance; now he’d fuck Flora senseless, make her crave him like air, turn her into his willing slut.

’Ahhh... ahhh... ahhh... ahhh...’ Flora’s muffled moans vibrated against his lips, the bed beginning to creak under their rhythm. He didn’t just thrust; his fingers returned to her clit, rubbing furiously, circling the swollen nub while his cock ravaged her from behind, spreading her ass cheeks wide.

"Ahh!" She broke the kiss, burying her face in the pillow, gripping it like a lifeline as waves of pleasure crashed over her. But her hips betrayed her, bucking back against him, syncing with his brutal pumps, chasing the ecstasy that built like a storm.

Aiden’s hand roamed, kneading her ass, his cock slamming deeper, feeling her walls convulse around him. Her other hand flew to the back of his neck, nails digging in as she ground against him, face still smothered in the pillow.

’Ahhh... ahhh...no..no..I’m gonna ..I’m gonna... ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!’ She climaxed hard, her scream muffled into the fabric, body spasming wildly as her pussy clenched, flooding his cock with her hot cum, juices squirting in rhythmic pulses.

Panting, she turned fully to face him, her body slick with sweat, golden eyes blazing with unquenched fire.

"Why... why are you like this?" she whispered, crashing her lips to his in a sloppy, tongue-lashing kiss, the wet smacks echoing as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

"...I want more..." Her breath was ragged, laced with raw lust, her eyes devouring him like she’d been unleashed from chains.

Aiden glanced at the still-sleeping Luna, his eyes telling her to be careful...a smirk playing on his lips.

"Do you care?" Flora challenged, her hand wrapping around his slick, throbbing cock, guiding it back to her entrance.

"You already defiled me so much, I don’t mind adding this page to the book." With a gasp, she impaled herself on him, her pussy swallowing his length in one greedy motion.

She rode him wildly, hips slamming down, the bed shaking violently. Aiden grinned, sinking his teeth into her neck, marking her as his while thrusting up to meet her, no holds barred.

Skin slapped against skin in a frenzy—

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!—

his hands groping her ass, squeezing the plump flesh, spreading her wider for deeper penetration.

"Ahhh!!" Flora moaned louder, uncaring now, her voice a symphony of ecstasy as she ground her clit against his base, chasing another peak.

Luna stirred subtly, turning away as if still asleep, her red hair fanning out. But in the corner of the bed, her eyes snapped open wide, golden orbs filled with shock.

"Ahhh... ahhh... more... more... Aiden..."

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!

"Yes... yess... I’m gonna cum... I’m gonna cum again....." Flora wailed, her body arching, pussy clenching in rhythmic spasms.

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!

Plat! Plat! Plat! Plat!

"Ahh... ahh... ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Her scream tore through the room, unrestrained, as she exploded again, juices gushing, body convulsing in orgasmic bliss.

As Luna lay frozen, facing away, fully awake now. ’...Flora... wha.. what the fuck?’ Her mind raced, a mix of horror and an unwelcome spark of curiosity igniting in her core.