Chapter 120: Teaching Seraphina (R-18)

Chapter 120: Teaching Seraphina (R-18)Adrian's body tensed as the intense pleasure washed over him, his release sending waves of heat throughout his limbs.

Seraphina's hand slowed but continued its gentle strokes, milking every last drop from him as she gazed up at him with a look of satisfaction.

The flush on her cheeks had deepened, her breaths heavy and ragged, and her entire posture radiated the intensity of the moment they had just shared.

Isabella smiled, her eyes flicking between Adrian and Seraphina, clearly pleased with how things had unfolded.

She let her fingers glide through Seraphina's hair, brushing it back affectionately as if offering silent praise.

"Well done," she whispered, her voice soft yet laced with something more—a certain pride in Seraphina's ability to please Adrian.

Seraphina's breath hitched as she looked down at her hand, now sticky with Adrian's release, her eyes wide and slightly glazed.

Her chest rose and fell quickly, her own arousal and emotions still swirling within her. There was a moment of hesitation before she shyly glanced at Isabella for guidance.

"See, Seraphina?" Isabella said gently, her hand caressing Seraphina's cheek. "You did wonderfully. You followed your instincts… and mine."

She gave a soft chuckle, her fingers lingering as she leaned closer to her. "But this is just the beginning. You'll need to learn to act on your own desires, not just what your soul feeds off of me."

Adrian, still catching his breath, could feel the weight of Isabella's words. There was something deeper in what she had said—a layer of understanding about the bond that tied Seraphina to her.

Though Seraphina had performed flawlessly, Adrian realized it wasn't just her skill or desire driving her—it was also Isabella's influence, a lingering part of her control over Seraphina's very soul.

The warm, intimate tension in the room hadn't dissipated, only thickened as Isabella's words lingered between them.

Adrian, still reeling from the pleasure Seraphina had drawn from him, felt Isabella's dominance settling like a cloak over the moment.

Seraphina, standing there with flushed cheeks and Adrian's release on her hand, looked between him and Isabella, her eyes clouded with both satisfaction and something more—desire, need, and perhaps confusion.

Isabella smiled at Seraphina, a knowing, almost predatory glint in her eyes. Her hand reached out, tracing the line of Seraphina's jaw gently before she leaned in, her lips close to Seraphina's ear.

"Now that you've touched a man's body, it's time for you to truly understand how this works," Isabella whispered, her breath warm against Seraphina's skin.

"But not here—this place is too small, too limiting for what you need to learn." She cast a glance around the bathroom, steam curling around them like a veil. "We'll continue in Adrian's room."

Adrian's heart pounded, excitement stirring within him at Isabella's promise. He saw Seraphina's arousal still burning in her wide eyes, her body trembling slightly under Isabella's gentle touch.

Isabella, with her signature calm authority, gestured for them to quickly wash themselves. The atmosphere was filled with the tension of what was to come as they rinsed off, the water cooling their skin but doing nothing to lessen the heat between them.

Isabella then said in an affectionate tone laced with a commanding undertone, "Before that, lick your hand clean, without leaving anything behind," as she brought Seraphina's hand toward Seraphina's mouth.

Seraphina's breath caught in her throat as Isabella gently lifted her hand, the one still sticky with Adrian's semen, and brought it toward her mouth. Her wide eyes flicked nervously between Isabella and Adrian, unsure but curious.

Isabella’s gaze was firm yet coaxing, her tone soft as she whispered, “Lick it clean, Seraphina. This is part of understanding. Don’t be afraid.”

Seraphina hesitated for a moment longer, her lips trembling slightly. Then, slowly, she extended her tongue, tentatively tasting Adrian’s essence on her fingers. The texture was foreign, but the taste—salty, warm—seemed to awaken something deep within her.

Isabella watched closely, her eyes gleaming with approval as Seraphina's tongue traced her fingers, cleaning every last drop.

Seraphina’s cheeks flushed even deeper, but there was no mistaking the hunger in her gaze now—the submissive pleasure she was drawing from Isabella’s command, from her connection with Adrian.

“Good girl,” Isabella purred, her fingers brushing lightly against Seraphina’s lips as she wiped the little bit of semen remaining on her lips.

Isabella then brought it close to her own mouth and licked her finger and said, "Delicious, as expected of my dear."

Adrian, watching the scene unfold, felt a renewed surge of arousal. The heat between them had only intensified as Seraphina followed Isabella's instructions.

His body was already starting to react as his cock was now standing erect once again, and he could feel the anticipation building for what was to come next.

Isabella leaned in closer to Seraphina, her voice a low murmur. "Now you're beginning to understand. But there's more—so much more to learn."

With a smile that was both affectionate and knowing, Isabella stood and gestured for them to finish cleaning up.

The promise of what was waiting for them in Adrian's room hung thick in the air, and all three could feel the weight of it pressing against their skin.

As the warm water rinsed over their bodies, the heat of desire remained, pulsing in the background like a slow-burning fire. The night was far from over, and the lessons Isabella intended to teach had only just begun.

Once cleaned, they quietly left the bathroom and made their way toward Adrian's room. The soft sound of footsteps on the floor added to the anticipation hanging in the air.

Seraphina followed closely behind, her breath uneven, knowing what awaited her but not entirely understanding her role in it yet.

The moment they entered Adrian's room, Isabella turned to face Seraphina, her gaze sharp yet compassionate. "Watch carefully," she instructed, her voice firm but laced with something that could only be described as tenderness. "You'll see how it's truly done between a man and a woman—between lovers."

Isabella moved toward Adrian, her body fluid and graceful. There was no hesitation in her movements as she took control of the situation, her hands already working to undress him once more, though this time with a deliberate slowness. She wanted Seraphina to see everything.

Adrian, fully aware of both women's eyes on him, felt a mixture of anticipation and lust as Isabella undressed him completely, her movements teasing yet precise.

Once he stood bare before them, Isabella shed her own clothes, her body radiating confidence, each curve of her form deliberate and enticing.

"Watch closely," Isabella repeated to Seraphina, her voice softer now, almost like a teacher guiding a student. She glanced over her shoulder, giving Seraphina a reassuring nod, before turning her full attention back to Adrian.

Isabella kissed Adrian deeply, her lips pressing against his with a hunger that only deepened as her hands roamed over his chest, down his abdomen, and lower, teasing him back to full arousal.

The room was thick with the sound of their mingling breaths, the intensity between them palpable.

Seraphina, standing nearby, watched intently. Her breathing had become shallow, her chest rising and falling with growing anticipation.

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