Visiting the girls (1)

Alex's silver eyes flashed a vivid pink as an overwhelming desire to bend Talia over and take her right then and there consumed him. The urge was so powerful that it threatened to overtake his rational thoughts, pushing him to the brink of acting on his most carnal instincts. Every fiber of his being screamed for release, for the satisfaction of claiming Talia in the most primal and intense way possible.

He completely forgot that the woman he so desired to ravish right now was the very one he had spent more than three dozen years bickering with, pranking, teasing, and insulting. Their history of playful antagonism was momentarily eclipsed by the raw, primal lust that surged through his veins.

Fortunately—or unfortunately—it was at that very moment that Talia decided to turn around and came face-to-face with a towering figure standing over two meters tall. His face was hidden behind a mask, but his eyes burned with an intensity she had never seen before.

A small cry of surprise escaped her lips as she grabbed the towel and quickly clutched it against her body. Her expression shifted rapidly—surprise gave way to embarrassment, then indignation, and indignation quickly transformed into a fiery, unrestrained rage. Her eyes blazed with fury, and her breath came in short, angry gasps as she glared at Alex.

Grabbing the side lamp perched on the nightstand, she hurled it at Alex with all her strength.

Alex, jolted back to his senses by her earlier scream, raised an eyebrow as the lamp flew toward him. 'What damage does she expect to do with that?' he wondered, amused.

But his smirk quickly faded as the lamp shimmered mid-air and morphed into a sinuous tentacle of water, snapping toward him with dangerous speed and precision.

Alex effortlessly dodged by twisting his head, and the liquid tendril missed him by a hair's breadth, striking the wall behind him with a loud, wet smack.

BAM!

"You fucking pervert! What the hell are you doing here?!" Talia bellowed, her expression a mix of rage and indignation. "You creep! Couldn't you just knock on the damn door?!"

Alex raised an eyebrow in surprise. The way Talia was speaking suggested that she knew who he was despite his disguise.

"You know who I am?" he asked, just to be sure, pointing at himself.

"Of course I know who you are!" Talia exclaimed furiously, her heavy breasts jiggling enticingly with each movement. "There is no way I wouldn't recognize your stupid voice!"

"Damn, woman, would you chill?" Alex exclaimed as his mask dissolved into smoke, having already realized that Talia had indeed deduced that it was him. "I can't fathom how people think you're a prim and proper lady. It's beyond me."

"What did yo-" Talia suddenly stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes widening in shock as she took in Alex's face.

'D-D-Damn, how did the bastard manage to become even more handsome?!!' Talia stuttered mentally, as if her own brain was struggling to process the sight before her.

Although she wouldn't openly admit it, even before, she had always found Alex to be very handsome. She wouldn't have fallen in love with him otherwise. Now that his handsomeness had increased, she found it nearly impossible to tear her eyes away from him. It was as if there was something magnetic about him that made him highly desirable and appealed to her on a primal level. Every line of his face, every curve of his body seemed to draw her in, making her heart race and her breath catch in her throat.

Talia was so entranced that her grip on her towel loosened slightly, offering Alex a peek of her cleavage.

Realizing what was happening, Alex didn't waste the opportunity. He controlled the lust energy to coat his whole face, momentarily boosting his already godly handsomeness to an even higher level.

"Talia dear, you shouldn't be vulgar; it's not befitting of a lady," Alex teased, his voice laced with a hypnotizing charm as a grin spread across his face. "It's also not very lady-like to openly stare at a man, especially your cousin, with such hunger in your eyes. Imagine what people would say if they were to see you now."

Ironically, despite the attraction she felt towards him, the instant Alex spoke with that annoying teasing tone of his, Talia was immediately pulled out of her trance.

"Shut it!" she exclaimed, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment.

"Aww, look how cute you are when you are flustered," Alex said as he appeared in front of Talia. "Don't tell me, gasp! You are this way because of me?!"

"I SAID, SHUT IT!" Talia snapped, punching out at Alex.

Alex effortlessly caught her fist and used its momentum to pull her towards him, masterfully wrapping his arm around her waist before she could react.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I see that you still resort to violence when you don't know what to say," Alex teased, smiling down at Talia.

Talia struggled to get away from him, but now that she was in his iron grasp, there was no way she could escape unless he let her go. Instead of the furious expression that Alex expected once she realized that fact, Talia actually calmed down.

She glanced at Alex with a look full of disdain and said, "I see that now that you have the strength to, you are not hesitating to fulfill your darkest desires."

Alex frowned when he heard this, "You might not like me anymore, but you know me better than that, Talia. I would never do something like forcing myself on you. Besides, Amelia and Mother would probably kill me if I did something like that to you."

"Hmpf," Talia snorted, but didn't contradict him.

"Even if I were to do something like that though," Alex suddenly smiled, his voice dropping to a low, seductive tone. "Something tells me that here, right now, you wouldn't offer any resistance."

His hand let go of her fist and gently cupped Talia's beautiful face, caressing her cheeks. "Not because I'm stronger than you, but because you are attracted to me as much as I am attracted to you," he revealed, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart race.

After receiving the blessing of the lust energy, if there was one thing that had changed in Alex was his perspective on his desires. Just like earlier when he admitted to Freya that he was done waiting, Alex had become more honest about his desires. Before, he would have never admitted to Talia that he desired her, even though they had buried the hatchet and no longer harbored as much hostility towards each other as before. His pride wouldn't have allowed it.

However, right now, the only thing that mattered to Alex was understanding and satisfying his desires. Nothing, not even pride, would stand in his way of pursuing them. If he wanted someone and deemed them attainable, he would go after them without hesitation.

It was a subtle but profound change in his behavior that even Alex hadn't fully noticed. Truth be told, even if he had, he wouldn't have been mad or worried. In the end, it just made him more honest with himself and others.

"Me? Attracted to you?" Talia laughed darkly. "You can dream on, that will never happen!"

"So you are actually telling me that you feel nothing even with you so close to me?" Alex inquired with his trademark teasing smile.

"Besides pity for your pathetic attempt at seduction, nothing!" Talia retorted, her voice firm despite the slight tremble in her body.

"What about now?" Alex leaned down until his face was only inches away from Talia's, his breath warm against her skin.

"N-No," Talia replied, her voice cracking slightly as a rosy hue spread across her cheeks and her breathing became slightly rushed.

"C-Can you let me-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Alex leaned further until their foreheads were pressed against each other and their lips were brushing against one another. At the same time, his arm that held her thin waist pulled her closer until her body was practically pressing against his own, her voluptuous breasts squishing against his chest.

"What about now?" Alex wondered, his own breathing sounding uneven, a pink light flashing in his eyes. "You still feel nothing but pity?" he inquired, his voice a low growl.

There was a sudden stillness that enveloped the air, broken only by the sound of their breathing. Then, in perfect synchrony, they acted.

Their lips crashed against each other with such passion and intensity that it was as if they were trying to consume one another. Lips rubbed against each other, tongues moved and twisted around one another in a dance of pure, unadulterated desire. There was nothing elegant about their kiss; instead, it was raw and primal, a clash of two forces finally giving in to their deepest urges.

There wasn't any sort of love or affection in the kiss Alex and Talia shared; it was just pure and unadulterated lust that threatened to consume their whole being.

That was what Alex thought, at least.

While it was true that he had no romantic feelings towards Talia and just wanted to bend her over and fuck her senseless after catching a glimpse of her tantalizing body, the same couldn't be said about Talia.

The instant her lips made contact with Alex's, feelings she had buried deep within herself for more than two decades began to resurface. She thought she had gotten over him, that she no longer harbored any feelings for him, but this simple kiss was proving her wrong. It was as if the dam she had built to block those emotions had cracked, allowing the long-suppressed feelings to spill out for the first time in years.