Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re) - Chapter 404

Chapter 404: A Passionate Moment*

Third Person’s POV

Her resistance gradually weakened under his strong hold, which seemed to evoke his intent that he would not take no for an answer.

In the next second, he stretched her arms up and pinned her wrists gently together above her head, as his single hand held them there with effortless strength.

This sudden bold action of his arched her body and led to her unintentionally thrusting her chest forward, making the presentation of her beautiful breasts even more explicit and vulnerable.

Her chest heaved with each of her deep, anxious breaths as the dark red silk strained tightly over her full curves.

The hardened points of her nipples were now unmistakable as they pressed against the cloth as if begging for the touch of his mouth and his fingers.

As he watched them, Ethan gulped unconsciously, and his own mouth went dry as her potent, unconscious sexiness threatened to overwhelm his control.

In this exposed position, the smooth, unblemished skin of her underarms was presented to him, as it started to glow with a pearlescent sheen under the eerie, bloody moonlight filtering through the window.

The sight was unexpectedly erotic, a hidden, sensitive landscape that made him want to kiss that spot that was so pure and innocent.

Yet, he mastered that primal urge, for now, as it was not yet the time for such a bold step from him.

Her ocean-blue eyes that were usually so clear and bright had now grown hazy and clouded with a feverish glaze.

A fine sheen of sweat beaded on her glowing, pale skin and formed a stark contrast to the chill of the room, as her body temperature spiked to a frightening degree.

Every breath she drew was shallow, a soft pant that spoke of her inner turmoil.

Seeing such a scene, he finally acted.

Ethan crossed the short distance between them and captured her plump, red lips with his own.

The first touch sent a sudden electric jolt through her entire nervous system, startling her.

The shocking coldness of his lips against the burning heat of hers was a sensation she had never imagined.

A tiny, helpless gasp escaped her, but it was soon swallowed by his kiss.

In her panic and sheer inexperience, she froze completely, especially when Ethan’s scorching crimson eyes stared into hers from such an intimate distance.

Her mind seemed to short-circuit as it started to buzz with a static of fear and nascent desire.

The intensity of the moment was so overwhelming that a sudden, warm wetness bloomed against her lower body, like a secret and embarrassing testament to her arousal.

Overcome with shyness and embarrassment, she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.

Seeing this, a smirk curled invisibly on Ethan’s lips as he felt her tension.

He began to move and started to suck gently on her warm, yielding lips, as he guided her with a slow, passionate rhythm designed to soothe and seduce.

His lips were patient as they taught hers the unspoken language of the kiss.

Slowly, she was disarmed by his gentleness, and the rigid anxiety in Lucy’s shoulders began to melt.

A tentative response stirred within her, and her own lips started moving in a clumsy, innocent echo of his.

Sensing the shift in her response, Ethan playfully bit at her lower lip, which led to her wincing and her mouth falling open in a soft cry.

Seizing the opportunity, his tongue slipped past the barrier and delved into the sweet, warm embrace of her mouth.

He started to explore her mouth and tasted her sweet saliva as his tongue found her panicked tongue and started to tangle with it.

He drank her saliva like a starved man, finding the flavor intoxicatingly pure.

When he drew back slightly, he saw that her eyes had fluttered open to mere slits.

Her beautiful blue irises were now liquid and shimmered like a beautiful blue gem with unshed tears and a new, awakened fire that mirrored the heat coiling in his own gut.

Freed from his grasp, her hands fluttered uncertainly before she stretched her arms and found themselves around his neck.

Emboldened by her move, Ethan’s hands slid from her back down to the pronounced curve of her waist.

With a firm, possessive tug, he pulled her flush against his chest, and in the next second, the soft, but heavy weight of her plump breasts, which were still concealed by the thin, dark red innerwear, crushed against the hard plane of his torso.

The pressure was exquisite, and he could feel the distinct, hardened points of her nipples even through the fabric, sending a fresh wave of heat straight to his core.

A low groan rumbled in his chest, and he reclaimed her mouth with renewed fervor, as his kisses became deeper and more demanding.

In turn, the innocent Lucy was no longer passive.

One of her elegant, pale hands raced through his violet hair and gripped the dark purple strands as she met his passion with her own clumsy, earnest enthusiasm.

Feeling her action, one of Ethan’s large hands journeyed downward and skimmed over the curve of her white ass, as his palm branded her through the silk of her red velvet panties.

At the sudden intimate contact, the young girl stiffened, and a fresh wave of panic flashed in her eyes.

Seeing this, Ethan started soothing her with another deep, languorous suck on her lower lip as he indicated for her to calm down.

Suddenly, in one fluid, powerful movement, he lifted her body.

A small squeak of surprise was caught in her throat as the world shifted, and she found herself seated squarely on his lap.

Feeling her new spot, her smooth, pale thighs instinctively twisted around his waist to anchor herself.

As her ass settled into this new, profoundly intimate position, a stark realization dawned on her and sent a fresh jolt of panic through her system.

Her innerwear was only a top, and her lower body was clad only in a flimsy pair of red panties, so that left the bare skin of her inner thighs pressing directly against the rough fabric of his trousers and the roaring, hot, beastly rod that she could feel pressed against her stomach.

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