CHAPTER 115: DEVOURED BY DESIRE

[Rynthall Estate—Lucein and Silas’s Chamber—continuation]

Silas reached for the drawer, pulling out a small bottle of lotion, wrapping it around his hand with deliberate care. But before he could move further, Lucein’s trembling fingers caught his wrist, guiding it down between his thighs—at his hole. His breath was hot and desperate, his moans breaking against Silas’s lips.

"Please... nghhh—just do it... fast," Lucein begged, his body trembling, the words spilling out like a sinner’s prayer.

The plea hung in the air, raw and unrestrained, before silence swallowed the room whole. Silas froze, his crimson eyes burning with dangerous heat as he stared at his lover beneath him. Slowly, he leaned down until his lips brushed against Lucein’s ear, his breath thick with pheromones that clung to every inch of skin.

"My love... you sure know how to seduce me," he whispered, his voice low, guttural, and dripping with hunger.

Lucein whimpered, his chest rising and falling in shallow pants. Silas’s pheromones pressed down on him like a heavy tide, drowning him in Alpha heat until his body flushed crimson. His thighs shook, his lips parted, and his moans came sweeter and weaker.

"Ahhh... Silas... nghhh—so hot... your scent... I-I can’t—hahhh!"

Silas’s lips curved into a dark smile. He grabbed Lucein’s thighs firmly and spread them wide, pinning him to the mattress with a possessive strength.

"Spread your legs properly, my love," he ordered, his voice husky, almost growling.

Lucein’s face flamed scarlet as he obeyed, his trembling legs parting further under Silas’s unrelenting gaze. "Haaahh—Silas... nghhh, don’t look at me like that... it’s embarrassing...!"

Silas chuckled, low and dangerous. "Embarrassing? No, my sweet Lucien. It’s beautiful. Every part of you... is mine to worship."

He pressed two slick fingers against the tight entrance, slowly pushing them inside. Lucein cried out, arching against the sheets, his nails clawing at Silas’s back.

"Ahhhhnnn—! Hnghh—Silas! I-I can feel it... it’s—ahhh! Too much...!"

Silas kissed the moaning lips beneath him, swallowing every sound as he worked his fingers deeper, spreading and loosening him with deliberate strokes. Each thrust of his hand was slow and purposeful, making Lucein writhe helplessly beneath him.

"You’re so tight," Silas groaned, his voice breaking into a snarl as his eyes glowed a deeper red. "Your body—it hasn’t forgotten me. It’s sucking me in, begging for me... just like you are."

"Haaahhh—ahhh! Y-Yes! Silas, nghhh—ahhh, I want you! I-I missed this... missed you so much... ahhhhnnn!" Lucein’s voice cracked into a sobbing moan as his hips bucked into Silas’s hand, desperate and greedy.

Silas’s pheromones thickened, filling the room with raw dominance, until Lucein’s moans turned into broken, breathless cries.

"Shhh... my love..." Silas kissed his temple, then his cheek, then devoured his mouth again. His fingers curled inside, brushing against that sweet spot that made Lucein cry out louder. "I’ll make you ready. I’ll make you fall apart for me... again and again."

Silas’s fingers slid in deeper, stretching Lucien with a slow, deliberate rhythm. The slick sound of lotion mixed with the wet heat of his body filled the room, each motion dragging a choked moan from Lucien’s lips. His back arched off the sheets, thighs trembling around Silas’s broad shoulders.

"Ahh—ahh, Silas... nghhh—it’s too much... it’s—"

Lucien gasped, his nails digging into Silas’s arm as another finger pressed in. The alpha’s pheromones rolled heavier, like waves of heated sand crashing over his skin, suffocating yet intoxicating. Lucien’s moans broke louder, raw and pleading, "Please... ahhh—don’t tease me anymore... I-I can’t take it—!"

Silas leaned down, lips brushing against his ear as he curled his fingers just right. "But your body is begging for me, Lucien. Look at you... already dripping around my hand."

Lucien’s face burned scarlet, his moans spilling helplessly, his head tossing from side to side. The sensation of being stretched was overwhelming—too much yet not enough. With a desperate cry, he pushed at Silas’s chest, forcing him back against the mattress. His glassy eyes burned with a mix of lust and need as he straddled him, thighs quivering.

"I... nghhh—I want you inside me, Silas," Lucien breathed, voice cracking with urgency. "I don’t care anymore—I just want it... now."

Silas’s lips curved into a dark, knowing smirk, his red eyes glowing with hunger as he looked up at him. He let his slick fingers slip free, dragging them slowly across Lucien’s trembling thigh.

"Hmm..." Silas drawled, his voice husky and teasing. "Then why don’t you put it in yourself, my love?"

The words hung heavy, daring and wicked, making Lucien’s breath hitch as his whole body shivered at the thought.

Lucien’s fingers trembled as he glanced at sila’s cock, the sheer heat and weight of it making his chest rise and fall in quick, shallow breaths. His throat bobbed as he whispered, voice breaking, "It’s... too big... I can’t—"

Silas’s hand slid up his back, caressing slowly before gripping his nape firmly. He pulled Lucien down until their foreheads touched, his lips ghosting over his lover’s. "You can, Lucien. I want to see you take me... with those trembling thighs spread wide... swallowing me whole."

A shiver coursed through Lucien, his face burning red as his eyes darted down to the throbbing length in his hand. His grip tightened, stroking hesitantly as his body quivered. "Ahhh... nghhh... Silas, it won’t fit... it won’t..."

"Try for me," Silas whispered, a dark chuckle spilling from his lips as he brushed his thumb along Lucien’s wet lower lip. "Show me how much you want me inside you."

Lucien moaned at the words, hips shifting as if his body itself was betraying him. He lifted himself shakily, guiding Silas’s cock thick head to his slick hole. The moment it pressed against him, he cried out softly, his body clenching in instinct.

"Ahhh—nnghhhhh—Silas!" His nails dug into Silas’s chest as he trembled, the tip stretching him unbearably. His head fell forward, breath hot and ragged. "I-It’s splitting me open... nghhh, I can’t—"

"You’re doing beautifully, my love," Silas murmured, voice low, almost reverent. His red eyes never left Lucien’s flushed, tear-brimmed ones. He licked the edge of his lips, hunger dark and endless. "Take it... take all of me."

Lucien sobbed against his mouth, his cries muffled as Silas caught his lips in a deep kiss. The slow stretch of him sliding down was fire, unbearable yet addictive. Every inch sent waves of heat crashing through his veins until his body shook with helpless moans.

"Silas...! Ahhh—nnhhh—Silas, it’s too much... nghhh, I feel so full—ahhhhhh—"

Silas groaned into the kiss, gripping Lucien’s hips hard, forcing him lower. "Yes... drown in me, Lucien. show me your love."

"AAGHGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"

Lucien’s body spasmed, his back arching as his moans filled the room, raw and sweet. "I... I can feel you everywhere... nghhh—haaahh... oh gods, Silas...!"

And finally—Lucien sank down completely, his thighs quivering as Silas filled him to the hilt.

Lucien sat there, trembling, every nerve alight, Silas buried impossibly deep inside him. His body clenched around the thickness stretching him, and a ragged moan tore from his lips.

"Ahhh—nnnnhhh... it’s too much..."

Silas only smirked, hands sliding down to grip Lucien’s hips firmly. His voice dripped with sinful satisfaction. "And yet... you’ve taken all of me, my love. Look at you... so beautiful, stuffed full, shaking on top of me."

Lucien whimpered, his face burning as his nails scraped down Silas’s chest. His whole body quivered, but when Silas tilted his hips just slightly, pressing deeper against that sensitive spot, a broken cry spilled out.

"Ahhh—nnghhhhh!"

A low chuckle vibrated against Lucien’s lips as Silas leaned forward to kiss him, devouring his cries with hungry precision. "Now move, Lucien. Ride me. Show me how badly you need it."

Lucien’s thighs shook, but his body obeyed, lifting himself slowly—only to sink down again with a cry that echoed against Silas’s mouth. "Ahhh—nghhhh! It’s... it’s too much, Silas; you’re splitting me...!"

Silas groaned, head tipping back, eyes dark as he watched Lucien bounce timidly on his lap. His voice was deep and commanding yet coaxing. "Yes... just like that. Take me. Claim me inside you."

Lucien’s breath came in gasps, his moans growing louder with every desperate thrust down. "Ahhhhhh! Hahhh—Silas, nghhh, it’s so deep—haaahhh—ahhhhhh!" His head fell to Silas’s shoulder, lips biting down against the skin as pleasure coursed through him.

Silas tightened his grip on Lucien’s hips, helping him move faster and harder. The sound of their bodies meeting echoed, wet and lewd, mixing with Lucien’s sweet, broken cries. "My love, you’re clenching around me so tight... nghhh, you’ll drive me mad."

Lucien’s voice trembled, high-pitched and needy. "S-Silas... I... I want more...! Fill me... fill me completely—ahhhhhh, nghhhhhh!"

Silas groaned, thrusting up suddenly, making Lucien cry out so loud it nearly broke his voice. His lips curved in a dark smirk as he whispered against Lucien’s ear, "Greedy little thing... riding me so sweetly... you’ll milk me dry."

"Ahhhhhh—hahhh—Silas—don’t stop—ahhhhhh!" Lucien’s body writhed above him, lost to the raw heat, his moans filling the air like a melody of desperation and desire.