Chapter - 39

Leo pressed his lips against Lady Seraphine's in a kiss fierce enough to steal breath.

There was nothing gentle about it. It was hunger, desperation, and pure sexual tension ripping through both of them like a damn explosion.

For a heartbeat, Seraphine stood frozen. The years of ingrained noble propriety screamed a final, desperate warning in her mind, "Stop… Push him away… You are a married noblewoman. This is wrong."

But the sound was distant, muffled by the roaring rush of blood in her ears.

"Mr Leo… Please… Stop…" She gasped into his mouth, barely a whisper caught between the kiss.

But Leo didn't pull back. He slid his hand into her hair, grabbed a fistful and held her close, deepening the kiss with absolute confidence. He took control like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Her hands fluttered up, trembling as they sought purchase on his shoulders. She meant to push him away.

For a moment, she actually fought him, her palms pressing against his muscles.

But Leo felt the moment she gave in.

Her fingers curled in, digging into the fabric of his shirt to pull him closer.

"Ummm..." A helpless moan left her lips. Her resistance faltered.

Leo felt her melt, her whole body softening against him, her body loosened . It was all the permission he needed.

'Holy shit,' he thought, 'This is really happening!'

The surge of dominance lit something wild inside Leo.

He shifted, grabbed her waist, and flipped their position.

Her back hit the mattress and he lowered her onto the plush covers.

Leo followed her down, bracing his weight over her, caging her beneath his body.

But all along, their mouths never separated, never stopped. He continued to kiss her deeper, claiming space, tasting her like he had been starved for this taste all his whole life.

Seraphine gasped as he settled over her, his weight grounding her, claiming space she never knew she needed filled.

Seraphine's breath hitched. "Leo… Please…" she whispered, but no one could tell what she was begging for.

Leo slid his palm along her jaw, as his thumb brushed her bottom lip. The smoothness of her skin against his rough ends felt surreal.

But he couldn't get enough of kissing her. But this time it was slower, way deeper.

His tongue pushed past her lips, tangling with hers.

It was messy, wet, and greedy. There was no elegance, just raw desire.

Her lips tasted sweet, nothing like the bitter taste from last night

Lady Seraphine trembled beneath him, her fingers twisting in his shirt, pulling him closer like she needed him inside of him.

Seraphine's thighs shifted under him. Her body reacted before her brain could catch up.

Her breathing turned ragged, and her breasts rose and fell along with his.

For the first time in years, she felt like this. She felt alive.

The loveless marriage to an aging lord, the hostile daughter, court trying to throw her away and the constant everyday survival through scorn.

Everything was replaced by the starvation she hadn't realized she had in her until this very moment.

Her body arched into his, pressing her breasts against his chest. He felt everything, her rapid heartbeat, her warmth, and the way she trembled under him.

Meanwhile, his free hand slid beneath her, seeking the laces of her gown. He moved his hand along her back until he found a knot.

He pulled it slowly, and gently wanting to savour every bit of the moment. The tight bodice loosened and the gown fell off her shoulders, exposing her pale white skin.

The dress was barely covered her breasts, being held by those massive melons.

She shivered as the cold morning air brushed against her skin.

Seraphine's eyes fluttered open, wide, finally a flicker of clearance in them. But Leo was quick to silence any potential protest.

"We…"

He cut her off by biting her lower lip hard enough to pull a gasp from her throat, "Ummm.."

She didn't pull away. She grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him closer, reciprocating his kiss.

Their tongues fought, tangled, and tasted each other.

"Ummm… I can't get enough of you," Leo groaned into her mouth, losing himself.

He had never imagined kissing could feel like this. While he watched porn, he felt like those staged the exaggeration for their audience.

How could someone love putting their mouth on someone else's?

But now that he tasted Lady Seraphine's lips, it wasn't enough. He wanted them more and more. He wanted them every day, every second.

This wasn't porn. He wasn't fantasizing. This was real

Lady Seraphine's legs shifted beneath him, thighs brushing his hips.

She arched into him, her body reacting before her she could even think if this is how a lady should react. Her fingers twisted in his hair, pulling him closer, demanding more of him.

"Fuck…" Leo breathed against her mouth, unable to hold it back.

He pressed his body, against her, rubbing his rock hard cock over her pussy. Their were only two sets of clothes keeping them away.

When he finally broke the kiss, they were both panting, he rested his forehead against hers.

They were looking into each other's eyes, as if peering into the souls of one another.

For a moment, he saw himself reflected in her gaze. He was no longer the weak, pale nobody he once was on Earth.

He was strong, ruthless and someone who had already faced death twice.

He was no longer the guy who died all alone in a sea of billion people. He was going to be a predator who would rule this world and conquer any woman who he fancied.

Lady Seraphine was also lost in his eyes. He was not the timid, scheming Lord who would do anything to stay in power.

This boy was protected her when even her husband chose to save his life over hers.

He was a man, a real man every woman wanted.

"Mr Leo… There is still… We can still sto…" Lady Seraphine spoke, trying to catch her breath.

But Leo put his fingers on her lips, stopping her mid sentence.

With their faces inches apart, he spoke, "We already crossed that line the second you kissed me back."

His hands slid down, grabbing the fabric pooled at her waist, fingers digging in. He pulled, dragging the gown further down her body until she lay beneath him almost fully exposing her breasts.

She trembled, staring up at him like she had lost control of her entire.

"The Lord has been neglecting his treasure," Leo murmured, his lips brushing the sensitive skin beneath her ear. "I intend to fix that."

He pushed her firmly back onto the bed, guiding her until she was flat beneath him, her legs instinctively parting to brace his weight.

"God Leo," Seraphine gasped when he lowered his head to kiss her neck.

He dragged his mouth along her neck planting kisses, and sucking lightly at the soft spot where her pulse fluttered wildly.

"Aaahh!" Lady Seraphine let out a surprised moan when he bit her gently just over her breasts.

Her hands grabbed his back, and her nails dug into the hardened muscles beneath his shirt.

Leo looked up, pulling himself away from her as he looked at her with a smirk.

His hands felt her body, and every touch pulled another gasping breath from her throat, her body responding without hesitation now, desperate and alive.

He lowered his mouth to her throat again, his voice rough against her skin.

"You are mine now," He whispered, "You can never go back to that Bastard Lord."

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