V2 Chapter 85

As for Marelys words, Cian could only smile helplessly. Before he reached the full peak of his strength, exposing their relationship would have drastic consequences and he doesn’t want that to happen. No, he cannot allow it!

Not like he was the type to prioritize emotions instead of his big plans. If Marelys were to think otherwise for short term happiness and glory, Cian would be forced to make drastic measures just to silent her. Of course, that is the last thing he wanted to do. Marelys companionship had been quite better than he had imagined when he first saw her--though, not a relationship he cannot do without, still, it was the type that he wanted to stay and last if he could.

Cian and Marelys had this kind of secret relationship for already over five months long. Their encounter in that one particular banquet in the Winter Palace had already caught his attention. Not only her beauty but also her intelligence.

She was exuding this regal feeling that Cian can’t help but notice.

She was extremely attractive, with a mature taste, charming, well-turned out, and intelligent. Talking to her was quite natural that before they knew it, the simple conversation begins veering off-course, turning into a sexual relationship.

Regarding this, Cian can’t help but sigh, thinking yet again how much he had missed the arrangement they had for almost half a year. It had been purely sexual, a relationship convenient for them both—Marelys looking for the best partner, while Cian using her to know news and information regarding both families that has some chances of becoming his enemies as well as the inner issues of the Demon Council, in which he is not entitled to know...

Although they had also enjoyed each other on an intellectual level, there had been no emotional involvement to spoil things. Just sex and intelligent talk. Perfect to Cian’s way of thinking.

However, things change.

He apparently had underestimated his charm. Marelys had started asking for more, deeper, grander understanding.

Unknowingly to him, she had begun to seek him, to love him to a very dangerous level. She became even more passionate, submissive—though, such outcome would never be unwelcome for Cian, but it had birthed another problem for him.

Obviously, in the most natural thing in the world--Cian had never loved her, just a bit of fondness which was even greatly inferior compared to the feelings he had for the forever obedient and loyal Ruka. He was just using her, and Marelys knows and even understand that completely, still, she let him do it without any hesitation nor complaints.

And this greatly troubled him.

Cian might be a scumbag who uses people, even if they are women or children—old and young for his own benefits and plans. However, there is always bound to be a limit. He was not a complete demon, nor a pure devil with a heart made of stone or ice. He was a human, born and bred in a peaceful modern era that encourages great virtues.

He uses people; only if they are his enemies or the strangers that are standing outside in the circle of acknowledgment he created. Especially if these people have some ill intentions towards him, whether it’s mild or hate. It was quite a good practice if you ever wanted to know who is your real enemy or your ally. Very distinctive...

However, that would be different if those people had good intentions to him, those he had truly acknowledged and those who love him!

If not, how could he treat Sibylla, Ruka, Oriel, and Sitana with utmost sincerity and love?

His feelings for them have never been fake. Even Ruka, in that aspect. Before, he had seen Ruka as a tool for his purpose and sexual relief. However, as time goes on, she had become a valuable possession of his, one that he almost cannot do without.

Despite saying otherwise, his heart would always feel guilty and regrettable if he treats them like he treats strangers and tools. However, he doesn't have any option because he needed to do it. To live.

Nevertheless, his heart just couldn’t take it.

No man is an island.

And he wasn’t an exception.

He too strives for other’s affection, for others love, for people’s admiration.

No man would hate women loving them.

This is also the same in Marelys Avidhorn’s case. It would have been better if Marelys Avidhorn had just treated him the same as usual, but she didn’t. Her sincerity and love had penetrated through Cian’s defenses and he knows it. Her gentleness, her understanding, and her sacrifice were almost extinct in the modern world. Just by looking into her eyes, he would be melted by the love.

He was uncontrollably drawn to her.

.. And this greatly troubles him.

Then, three months ago, when she had told him that many of her family members had started having a suspicion that she was having an affair, she suddenly proposed to him that they must break off for a while, which Cian immediately agreed. It was a good chance to make a deciding line between them.

Since that time, they didn’t try to contact each other again. However, Cian had not realized at the time that there would be such an unexpected void in his life when she was no longer available to him. I guess I was also a man… an ordinary man likes any other. Cian couldn’t help but sigh in bitterness...and also a surprise, for having such humane characteristics within him...!

It was not particularly the sex he missed, even though she was very good in bed, very passionate, and very sexy since for him sex was an easy commodity to find anywhere in this world. Rather, he missed their conversations, their repartee, their shared thoughts, and ideas. Although he can do that with Sibylla, however, Marelys Avidhorn was still a winner in experience and maturity. This made her quite a valuable asset for Cian.

Of course, he had not tried to chase after Marelys in his own accord. Despite having a regrettable feeling, he was a man with a high level of self-control. But now that she was the one seeking for it, as a man, he would be a failure to refuse a free meal. Now, it was time for him to be proactive.

Feeling slightly complicated, Cian was trying to keep his enormous erection from touching her, but it was no use. Inevitably, it bumped into her. Marelys sighed in passion the moment she felt the hardness that had leaned against her thigh.

Damn, Cian couldn’t help but cursed himself inwardly. Sibylla still waiting for me and yet… Cian wanted to stop but Marelys who was already lost in her passion suddenly kissed his ear, successfully increasing his desires.

Cian couldn’t help but feel a shiver in his taut nerves. Let’s just make this fast, Cian sigh. Emboldened and resolve, Cian slid his hand further down the back of her dress and cupped a warm ass cheek. Marelys warm ass cheek. This was it. No hesitation anymore. Feeling his firm strong hands, Marelys wriggled tighter into him and ground her pelvis against his cock.

Cian, with a wry smile, pulled his head back to look at her; she turned and looked at him. They were very close.

"You've got a little something back here," Cian whispered to her. Then he leaned in and kissed her neck, just below her right ear. He lingered there and kissed a few more small kisses in the general area.

Marelys started breathing heavy, crushing her breasts into his. Cian trailed kisses from her neck, turned up a little and kissed her ear lobe, being careful of the diamond earrings she had. He nibbled her ears a little more.

"Aanuel... my prince..."

"Hm?"

"You love me, right? I mean, for real. Not just 'yes, of course, I love you' kind of simple thing..." Marelys stared at him, her eyes were blurry but Cian can still the hope and love in her eyes. Obviously, Cian was not a dotard. He might be slightly inexperienced in the matters of heart, but he was not that helpless. Of course, he understands what Marelys wanted to convey.

"I do love you, Marelys. And not... not just as a mere friend, I admit." Cian emphasized his statement with a hard pelvic thrust. “I want to own you, your everything… I want it all to be mine. I had realized all that when I couldn’t see you. My life felt something was missing…and I now know what,”

Marelys smiled happily at Cian’s words, full of conviction. Hm, he can have everything. She muttered as she went for a deep kiss.

“Sibylla is a good girl. Her birth is very high, background influential and powerful compared to mine. She is pretty and clean and doesn’t have many strings attached. I can see that she is sincere to you, and truly loves you…probably that’s why you love her so much. She is fit to be together with you. I would understand!” Marelys burrowed deeper, on Cian’s collar. While talking, her long slimy tongue crawling on his skin, before leaving a kiss.

“You are the same…” Cian’s hand was busy fondling and kneading Marelys ample bosoms, he could never have enough with. “I promised you that we won’t have to sneak around for very long. Someday, when there is no one else left in the empire who can dictate what I can or cannot do, I will give you what you deserve!”

He had a firm expression as he declared this in a low voice, fiercely kissing her.

Marelys responded to him with a degree of warmth she never had before, perhaps wishing to extinguish the bitterness that she had been feeling up until now with happiness that was assaulting her at this very moment.

Cian’s promise, she was really happy but truthfully, it didn’t matter much.

Recognition and whatnot are not important to her anymore. She already had experienced them before and had gotten bored on it. Such recognition didn’t give her benefits and instead of becoming a shackle to what she really wants to do.

She was not a young girl that didn’t know about the world.

As long as she can have his love, that’s all that matters.

Marelys Avidhorn smiled sweetly and took a step back, breaking off their embrace. "Let’s forget about such boring, negative topics. I want to feel you tonight, and only you alone I want to think at this very moment.” She muttered with a light blush.

“I take it, you like my dress?" she asked as she twirled around for him to see the whole thing smiling happily.

Her dress was slightly scrunched upward due to Cian’s naughty hands a while ago and so he could see the white lace garters on her nude colored stockings high up on her thighs raising his temperature considerably. Cian thought she had good looking legs but he never suspected they would even become greater with stockings!

It somehow further boosted their elegance and beauty. Cian simply nodded in answer to her question as anything he would try to have said would either come out cracking like puberty teen or a croak.

Staring at her body, Cian couldn’t help but feel enamored. She has been active in the battlefield, and although she was the brainy type, she also fought like a commanding general; thus, she had a body to die for. It was tight and toned in all the right ways without a drop of fat on it.

Cian, aroused, stepped up to Marelys and began unbuttoning the front of her dress, in the chest part of it. Marelys stared at Cian’s face and expression as he slowly undressed her, her lips curling into a smile of extreme happiness.

Indeed, this is what true happiness is...!

Cian moved his hand with speed and determination under her dress and touched her between her legs. The soft feeling of her well-trimmed pubic hair and her wetness across the wet patch of her underwear sent shivers through his body.

Then he fell to his knees and began taking her already wet underwear down. Marelys felt embarrassed and tried to cover her chest from Cian but with one look from him, she felt overwhelmed and in the end, let go of her breasts with a flushed expression.

Cian ran his hands around to her ass and began kissing his way up her body, starting at her belly button. He planted faint kisses along the way till the center of her cleavage making her moan in pleasure. Then, Cian cup and sucked in her pink nipple.

Cian suddenly bent down and scooped her up in his arms. Marelys almost let out a scream, fortunately, she was able to hold herself if not people would surely come here, attracted.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“Set you in a good position,” Cian grinned. “I fear people would be able to see what we are doing here. That would be a problem,”

“It’s fine. This place is already old and unused. Barely a few people come here. Besides, the party is ongoing, so we still have a bit of time to spend for ourselves.” Marelys smiled sweetly.

“Is that so?”

"I want to touch it" suddenly she said. Cian didn't move as she edged towards him. The tips of her fingers reached him first, the index lightly and expertly tracing the shape of his lips. He gasped at the touch, but the sound was lost as he felt the softness of her mouth connecting with his. Marelys tongue moved in slowly and shyly, teasing the flesh just inside of his mouth and exploring a bit deeper until it lightly twined with his tongue. She withdrew, slightly sucking on his upper lip before pulling back barely an inch.

"You're my love," she said gently. Her hands were in his hair and gently combing through it. "If you want me. There is nothing I wouldn’t give..." She kissed his lips softly. "...Aanuel, my prince..." ... Another kiss. "...Take me as you desire."

As she spoke that last word, she opened the zipper on his pants and let it slide down, revealing his black, flame-pattern boxer he was wearing.

Her hot palm found the protruding mound and started caressing it, marveling at its length. She slid her hands into the waistband of his boxer. Cian moaned as her slender fingers wrapped about all eight inches of his erect penis. Marelys began an agonizingly slow stroking motion as she murmured in his ear, " I love you so much, Aanuel. I want you to be happy. I want us to be happy, together."

"Mare," he breathed, arching his back slightly as he felt her grip tighten.

"I love when you say my name," she breathed. "Tell me what you want, my love."

"I..." Cian could barely think. The pheromones coming from a succubus like Marelys was so potent he was barely able to hold on his consciousness. He wanted to do everything at once: caress her breasts, teasing the nipples until they were hard and sharp, and then feel her mouth on him. “…I want to mess you up,”

Marelys Avidhorn flashed a grin.

“You’re such a little devil!” Cian smiled at her and put a finger under her chin and lifted it until she had to.

“That’s who I am. I am a succubus, and will always be.” she sounded proud.

Cian’s lips instantly fused with hers. They kissed passionately as he pushed her backward, not breaking apart until they were beside the broken marble platform. While they continued to kiss, Marelys felt his fingers move lower down her stomach, while his other hand continued to fondle her enormous chest.

She felt flushed, a combination of his hands exploring her body and the wine that she had consumed earlier. Her dress was incredibly tight, and even after he had it unzipped, it still clung to her body. He continued to kiss her neck roughly as he slid the dress down and completely off of her. Shivers went through her body as he kissed her shoulders and cleavage.

Cian immediately attached his mouth to one of her hard pink nipples and instantly started gently biting and sucking before licking around her breast and moving to the other side. Marelys threw her head back and moaned and gasped, as he worked her nipples, massaging one while busily lapping at the other.

While he continued to play with her breasts, she began to raise his shirt up, which stopped his ministrations to her nipples so she could get rid of his unwanted article of clothing. However, Cian stopped her before she could completely take his shirt off. She looks at him confused, “We still have a party tonight,” he said.

Indeed, Marelys nodded her head obediently.

There is still Sibylla in the party.

... And he needed to get back.