CHAPTER 37: TEMPTATION UNBOUND

[Leif’s Chamber —Continuation—Leif’s POV]

My jaw worked like I was chewing air. "...w-where will you... put your... cock...?" The word scraped out of my throat like broken glass, nearly choking me.

If there was ever a time to die, it was now. Please—let the ground swallow me, let the bed devour me, let me vanish into thin air. Anything but this humiliation.

Alvar tilted his head, his blue eyes sharp and unblinking. That faint curve of his lips made my stomach flip. "Yes," he said softly. "Tell me."

My throat went dry. My brain tried to buffer like a broken crystal ball with no mana left.

WHY am I the one giving a sex-ed lesson to the Grand Duke?! Someone mail me Wi-Fi. Someone mail me a search engine. Someone mail me gay porn—

"Aahh—!" The thought shattered into a helpless squeak as his palm slid down my stomach, warm, deliberate, tracing every trembling inch of skin.

"I... I mean—you know... places..." I stammered, writhing under his hand.

"Places," he repeated, amused, his lips ghosting my ear. The deep rumble of his voice sent a shiver tearing down my spine. "Which place, Leif? ...Here?"

His hand brushed my thigh, featherlight—so soft it was torture.

"Mmhh—!" My body jolted. My breath caught, my back arching off the mattress.

Why? Why does the smallest touch from him make me shake like this?!

He leaned closer, his breath hot on my cheek. "Tell me, Leif," he whispered, his tone calm but edged with command. "... So we can continue. I can’t hold anymore."

My chest heaved. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. My whole body burned with shame and heat, with a want I didn’t dare name. But his eyes—steady, unyielding—left me nowhere to run.

With trembling hands, I grabbed his wrist, my fingers barely circling the thickness of it. I gulped hard... and then, face burning, I spread my legs beneath him.

"Here..." I whispered, guiding his big palm lower until it pressed against the most humiliating, forbidden place. My butthole.

My hole clenched instinctively under the heat of his hand.

Alvar’s eyes followed, sharp and piercing. A slow, wicked smirk tugged at his lips. "You mean..." His fingers pressed ever so slightly, making my hips jolt. "...this little pink place of your body?"

"D-don’t—!" I gasped, snapping my head to the side, my face crimson. "You don’t have to describe the... the color!"

He chuckled, low and dark, the sound vibrating against my chest. Then, with a suddenness that made me shiver, his hand left my entrance—only for his other to catch my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.

His blue eyes blazed, heavy with hunger. "I get it now, Leif," he murmured, his thumb brushing my lips as if testing how much more I could take. "Let’s make each other..." His smirk deepened, wicked and final. "...feel good. There’s no stopping now."

His hands immediately slid down to my waist, strong fingers curling in as if to anchor me to him. Then he pulled me closer and claimed my swollen lips again.

"Mmmhh—" I whimpered into his mouth, the kiss wet and greedy, his tongue stroking mine until my chest heaved for air.

When he finally pulled back, it wasn’t far. His lips trailed lower, brushing along my jaw, then down, down to my collarbone. The heat of his mouth branded every inch. His tongue licked, his teeth nipped, each touch sending a tremor through me.

"Ahhh... mmmhh..." The sounds slipped shamelessly from my throat as his mouth worked against my skin.

Then—his hand. That huge, hot hand slid across my chest, fingertips grazing over my nipple. A gasp tore out of me. "Hhhahh—!"

He circled the bud, rubbing gently at first, almost lazy, watching me squirm under his touch.

"It’s so pink..." he murmured against my skin, his voice dark velvet. "and...very sensitive."

"Ahhh... d-don’t..." My words dissolved into a moan when he pressed harder, rolling it between his fingers. My back arched helplessly, offering myself to him even as I tried to resist.

He chuckled, low and satisfied, and then bit down at my collarbone—hard enough to sting, soft enough to make my body melt.

"Ahhh—nnnhh—!" My nails dug into his shoulders, holding on, trying to ground myself.

But he wasn’t done. No, not even close. His lips left my collarbone and slid lower, lower, painting wet heat down my chest until he hovered just above my nipple. His tongue flicked against the skin around it, teasing circles, never quite touching the bud.

"Alv... A-Alvar... ahhh—hahhh..." My voice broke, pleading without words.

And then—he took it. His tongue dragged slowly over the sensitive peak, then his mouth closed around it, sucking.

"AAAAHHHH—!" I screamed, my spine bowing clean off the bed. The sensation ripped through me, sharp and hot, pooling low in my stomach until I thought I’d shatter.

He groaned against me, the vibration humming through my chest, his mouth pulling, tugging, savoring me like he was starving. His other hand pinched my neglected nipple, rolling it, rubbing it, making me writhe beneath him.

It didn’t feel like the composed, calculating Grand Duke who commanded armies and nations. No.

This was an animal in heat. A man consumed by hunger.

And I was his prey.

My body burned, every nerve alight, every moan breaking free despite my desperate attempt to hold them back. "Ahhh—ahhh—mmhh—hahhh—Alvarrr...slow...slow down!"

My legs kicked uselessly against the bed, trembling. My arms wrapped around his shoulders, fingers tangling in his hair just to keep myself from flying apart completely.

But he only licked across to my other nipple, slow and deliberate, making me wait, dragging out the torment until I thought I’d go mad.

And then—he bit down lightly, his teeth scraping before sucking it deep into his mouth.

"AAAHHHHHH—!" I nearly sobbed, shuddering violently as the pleasure shot through my veins like lightning.

I couldn’t stop the sounds anymore. Couldn’t stop the way my body arched and twisted beneath him, begging silently for more.

Then—he bit. Hard.

"AAAGHHHHH!" The cry ripped from my throat, raw, my entire body jerking. Tears blurred my eyes, spilling down hot against my flushed cheeks.

He pulled back, lips wet, eyes glinting like a predator’s. When he saw the tears, his thumb brushed them away—slow, almost tender.

I trembled beneath him, hiccupping through shaky breaths. "W-what... what are you? An animal? A devil? Why... why did you bite me?"

His smirk curved slow, dark, and dangerous. He leaned down, pressing a soft, mocking kiss to my swollen lips. "A devil," he whispered, his breath hot against my mouth. "...your devil, my lief."

Before I could breathe, he was kneeling between my legs, his massive frame looming over me. His palm slid down, settling on my thigh, and then—

"Ahnn—hahhh...!" I gasped when the rough tip of his finger brushed the head of my cock. My body jolted, my cock twitching helplessly.

His eyes narrowed in hungry amusement. "So sensitive..." His finger trailed lazily down my shaft, featherlight. "...and I haven’t even touched you properly yet."

My body arched at his teasing, shame flooding through me. I turned my head, cheeks burning scarlet. "Alv... please..."

Instead of mercy, he leaned in and pressed a deceptively tender kiss to my cheek, his lips ghosting against my skin as he whispered, "Now... spread your legs for me, Leif."His voice dipped lower, like sin itself, right against my ear. "Spread them wide, and let me see your beautiful pink hole."

My whole body burned. "D-don’t... don’t describe the color...please..." I stammered, humiliation crushing me.

His low chuckle vibrated against my skin, cruel and sweet at once. "Then don’t make me wait... do it faster."

My throat worked in a hard swallow. My hands shook as I reached for my thighs, gripping them tight. Slowly—hesitantly—I lifted my legs and spread them open, shamefully baring myself to him.

My voice cracked when I whispered, "L-like this? Is this enough?"

He looked down between my thighs—looked there—at my hole—and the smirk that curved across his lips was devastating. "Spread wider."

My legs trembled, but I obeyed, opening myself to him completely, my entire body exposed.

Alvar’s eyes darkened, his smirk curling sharp. "Perfect..."His hand slid lower, one thick finger brushing across my rim, circling, testing. My entire body convulsed.

"Ahhh—hahhhnn...!" My head fell back, a broken moan spilling from my lips.

"So beautiful,"he murmured, gaze locked shamelessly on the tight ring of muscle. "You’re really very beautiful, leif."

And then—before I could process what he meant—he leaned down. His hot breath ghosted against my most private place, his tongue darting out and dragging across my hole.

"W-WHAT—?! WHAT THE HELL—ahhhhnnn—!" My voice cracked into a strangled shout, my body jerking violently against the sheets.