Chapter 104

Chapter 104

As if digging into a sweet spring, Lucian inhaled the saliva eagerly.

It was sweet… Too sweet.

All of her that finally fell into his hands was sweet. It felt as though something seemed to fill him up.

As she gasped for breath, he tightened his grip on her and sucked her lips and small flesh fiercely. Like someone who believed that if he did that, he would be able to put her inside him, he desperately and recklessly began to devour everything from her.

The watery sound began to fill the room, and his body began to heat up as hot as his heart was hot.

When Lucian, who had been sitting awkwardly on the sofa, raised one leg, the sofa creaked. He exchanged their lips while holding his weight on her as if to bind her with his whole body. At the same time, he was busy sucking all the breath and saliva to fill his stomach.

“Huu…”

The choked Rachel grabbed his collar and tried to escape. Lucian, noticing her condition, parted their lips for a moment.

“Haa, uhh…”

He loosened her shirt as he looked down at her suffocating, inhaling her breath hastily. Her white chest, drenched in sweat, was exposed.

Placing one arm by the side of her face, Lucian glanced at Rachel, panting.

With every breath she took, her chest swelled, stretching the fabric. Even that felt terribly bizarre. It started from there, and he slowly raised his gaze. The lines of her smooth body were so beautiful that he moved his fingertips across the neckline.

“Haa…”

As Rachel’s breathing returned regularly, he bowed his head.

Wanting to bite the white nape of her neck, which he had been wanting to taste before, he rushed in and stuck out his tongue. The hot flesh licked the scruffy nape of the sweaty neck. Soon, another watery sound began to fill the room.

As he gripped her slender waist with his hand, which was heated, he wanted to hold her tight, but she was so skinny that he was afraid of breaking her.

He was so upset. Why was she so skinny?

Then, Lucian moved his hand, fumbling up from her slim waistline as if confirming something he didn’t know.

“Hah, Luci—”

A groan-like voice that seemed to run out of breath was heard next to his ear. The soft hairs in him were all standing up. It was the same voice as before, though why does it feel more bizarre and unique today?

Oh, was it because he made up his mind that he would no longer control it? Although it didn’t turn out the way he wanted, maybe it was because Rachel accepted his heart?

He had always wanted it.

He was going to hold her in his hand and not let go, even if he would dye her black. Then, she came into his hand… So, wasn’t she entirely his now?

Still, he didn’t know why he was still thirsty. Even though he held her in his hand, he didn’t feel as if he was holding her. Like a grain of soil, the more he holds it in his hand, the more the emptiness seems to slip through his fingers.

Why?

…Why was he so hungry?

Lucian opened his lips to bite off the white nape of her neck that had been stained with saliva.

The skin that had entered between his lips was as soft and supple as the fruit he had given her. The next moment, he pulled his lips together and sucked the flesh in, crushing them with his tongue. Each time, her body did not know what to do and jumped.

Locking Rachel disheveled beneath him, he frantically indulged in the nape of her neck. It was sweet. His mouth felt so sweet that it made him salivate even more.

His large hand grabbed her chest at once.

“Ha, wait a minute…”

Ignoring the delicate pleas, Lucian climbed up the nape of her neck. Every time her skin touched his lips, her round shoulders shrank. He usually liked it, but for this moment, he got her clunky hair out of the way and found a place he relished.

Then, he pressed with his pointed tongue the dot just below her ear, which had always seduced him.

“Uhng…”

It was lovely to see her body reacting to his sucking and licking.

Lucian grabbed her upper body with both hands and moved his tongue slowly. The wet flesh, like a water snake swimming in the river, was moving flexibly, but the golden eyes, fierce, ready to attack at any time, observed her condition without omission.

Rachel, whose neat, white face was flushed red, was gasping and distraught.

The dry, still air seemed to tremble as the hot, moist air flowed nonstop between her tiny lips. Even the small changes were sensitively felt in him. He felt the hot breath rushing through her open shirt.

Lucian slipped his tongue, starting with the dot just below Rachel’s ear. When he rubbed the dot on the nape of her neck, which was in contact with her shoulder line, with the tip of his tongue, he suddenly became curious about the dots below.

Didn’t Rachel tell him before? There was also a dot down the nape of her neck.

…He was thirsty again.

As his mouth felt dry, he pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth and then removed it.

In an instant, saliva dripped into his mouth, but it wasn’t what he wanted. He glared at the dress that crossed the nape of her neck and shoulders. He seemed to be able to get what he wanted by removing this cumbersome thing.

The large hand that was holding her chest crawled up her spine like a snake. He stretched out his hand as if to rip off the tight laces of her dress. Rachel wrapped around his neck as he grabbed the string that came off easily in one hand.

Whispering softly right next to his ears, she wrapped around the nape of his neck, slowly but strongly.

“The annulment, never… I hate that…”

“….”

Hearing Rachel’s plea, his breath choked.

Why did she hate it?

Lucian, who had been tangled with each other, wrapped her head and made her turn her head.

The wet blue eyes were still beautiful. Nevertheless, he found in those eyes something he had never seen before… The hunger, anxiety, and desperation he had only seen in his eyes reflected in the mirror melted in those blue eyes.

The moment he saw her eyes that were the same as his but with a different color, his spine was thrilled that he felt numb.

He was happy.

He liked her being no different from him. Would she hate him if he said he was so happy that she was a broken human being like him? Because she, who he thought was perfect and complete like a full moon, ended up lacking something like the old moon that fades over time.

She was no different from him.

…Just like him.

Just thinking about it made his blood rush. His whole body seemed to tingle with heat.

Yeah, I won’t do it if you don’t like it.

Lucian comforted his lover.

“Shh, I won’t annul you. What you don’t like, I won’t do anything.”

“…I don’t want it.”

“Yes, just stay by my side. Yes, as long as you do…”

He continued, rubbing her little nose with the tip of his nose.

“I will never do anything you don’t like.”

“Luci, Luci…”

A small hand grabbed his collar. As if she wouldn’t let it go, she gasped as she held onto his arm tightly. Lucian let out a pleasant sigh as he put the small body that fit perfectly into his arms like it was made for his arms.

All the breath flowed down her face and head with a low laugh.

“My Ray…”

He muttered as he pressed her nose.

“My Ray, mine…”

Nine years ago, from the first time he saw her, she was his.

All of a sudden, Enzo muttered.

― If love turns deep, it becomes a disease. Still, I also know that it can’t be stopped. I miss you, Selina…

Hearing those words, Lucian’s attention reached there for a brief moment at a natural voice rather than the usual mean voice, but it quickly returned to Rachel, who was rustling in his arms. He could only close his eyes, feeling the weight and heat in his arms.

He finally took Rachel in his hands.

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