Chapter Ten : Tangled Desires

As Seraphina awoke from an uneasy slumber, her surroundings shifted from the hazy realm of dreams to a stark reality. To her bewildered surprise, the third brother, now identified as Lucian, had taken matters into his own hands, binding her with ropes that secured her to the bed. The initial shock gave way to a surge of anger, and she lashed out with a string of curses, demanding an explanation for this unexpected restraint.

Lucian, unfazed by her fiery outburst, approached with predatory grace, his eyes ablaze with a fervor that hinted at desires far beyond the ordinary. With a disarming smile, he whispered, "I want you all to myself, my plaything. Tied and bound, your every move belongs to me."

His words, a tantalizing blend of flirtation and bold possession, hung in the air, creating a charged atmosphere that bordered on the forbidden. In the dance of shadows and desires, Seraphina found herself entangled in a new facet of the Crimson Embrace, where boundaries blurred and the third brother's insatiable appetite for dominance came to the forefront.

Struggling against the tight bonds that held her, Seraphina pleaded with Adrian, her words a desperate symphony of reason and fear. "Adrian, please, you don't have to do this. Untie me. We can talk. We can find another way." Her eyes pleaded for understanding, searching for a glimmer of humanity beneath the veil of vampiric desire. But Adrian, lost in the grip of his own cravings, remained unyielding. His expression, a cocktail of hunger and determination, betrayed a resolve that seemed impervious to her pleas. In the midst of this perilous dance between vulnerability and dominance, Seraphina fought not only against the physical restraints but also to breach the emotional barriers that separated her from the enigmatic third brother.

Lucia eyes, a mix of desire and restraint, locked onto Seraphina's as he murmured, "I won't hurt you, but I'll bite. I just want a little blood, please." There was a profound sadness in his gaze, a recognition of the inevitability of their shared destiny. Seraphina, resigned to the reality of her situation, offered a nod in response to the boy's pleading look. As he sank his teeth into her neck, a bittersweet communion unfolded, a delicate dance between predator and prey, binding them further in the intricate tapestry of the Crimson Embrace.

In a tender moment of aftermath, Adrian, having fulfilled his inexplicable desire, untied Seraphina, and she slumped into his arms, weakened by the encounter. He cradled her gently, his touch now surprisingly gentle, and began to kiss away the traces of her distress, mapping a trail of comfort over her tear-stained face. With each tender kiss, he sought to erase the memory of the unsettling experience, offering a paradoxical blend of remorse and solace within the intricate web of the Crimson Embrace.

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", I never wanted to hurt you. The cravings, consume us, but I never wanted to cause you pain." His voice carried a weight of genuine remorse.

Seraphina, still recovering from the ordeal, managed a small, understanding smile. "We are all bound by something, Adrian. It's the choices we make afterward that define us."

He nodded, and with an unspoken understanding, they found a delicate equilibrium. In the quiet aftermath, Adrian tenderly kissed her forehead, a gesture of apology and affection. As they embraced, the room seemed to soften, the shadows retreating to make room for the fragile intimacy that emerged in the wake of their shared vulnerability. The Crimson Embrace, though marked by darkness, hinted at the possibility of unexpected connections and a delicate unraveling of the mysteries that bound them together.

However Seraphina's heart was beating fast, Lucian could hear this pulse, however, it was because Seraphina was turned on her face was red she found herself on Lucian's Lap he had a boner not done anything with a woman before ... He Could see Seraphina body aching for sexual pleasure as she began moving her own hips , he started moving her hips, she looked at him in embarrassment' what are you doing..', I know you want me, he unbuckled his belt , getting more excited at the girls flustered looks, " I want you to suck me off, can you do that baby girl" ....She looked at him shy, squeezing the hems of her skirt ' i never did this before though ...' I know you know...

I I just wanna fuck you he says, ' so honest so rude' 

He glances as he looks down at her as she's on her knees he guides her head towards his dick, 'Suck it' he commands 

Seraphina is taken aback however in this situation she doesn't back away 

'I love when your'e submissive my plaything'

Lucian's allure extended beyond the ethereal, encompassing the realm of commanding authority and raw masculinity. From the moment he entered a room, an invisible force seemed to accompany him, leaving an indelible mark on those in his presence. His authoritative aura, tinged with a hint of danger, conveyed a sense of power that drew eyes and captivated attention.

With every word he uttered, Lucian exuded confidence, his voice resonating with a resonance that demanded acknowledgment. The way he moved her head abusing his power as he choked the back of her throat ' Use your hands as well baby', a seamless blend of grace and strength, further emphasized his magnetic presence. Whether deliberate or innate, his gestures carried an unspoken action of sexual and craving tendencies and dominance, creating an irresistible dichotomy that intrigued and fascinated her .

His features, sculpted with an almost supernatural precision, added to the magnetic pull. The play of shadows on his chiseled jawline and the depth in his penetrating gaze accentuated a rugged handsomeness that was impossible to ignore. Lucian's masculinity wasn't just physical; it was an integral part of his character, a force that left an indelible impression, igniting an unspoken longing in those who found themselves under the spell of his compelling charm.

'Turn around baby'

She did as he commanded thrusting his dick in her ,he tied her hands to the bed taking full advantage of her body ' I'm claiming all of you, everything that belongeth to you is mine '

The room filled with the sounds of Lucian thrusting his dick inside her , he untied her picking her legs unto his shoulders and going deeper watching the woman lose all sense of her morals asking for more " Go harder " she says gasping for air 

" Your word is my command sweetheart I'll fuck you till you lose consciousness"

He bites into her neck leaving marks all over her bruised breast he kisses her as their tounges suck onto each other it was as if their bodies were made for each other.

As the night unfolded its velvet curtain, Lucian found himself lying beside Seraphina, their breaths in sync with the ebb and flow of the shadows. Moonlight spilled through the window, casting a gentle glow on her serene features as she peacefully slept. However, Lucian, despite the appearance of rest, remained wide awake, his eyes fixed on her. In the quiet of the room, a tumultuous storm brewed within him. Emotions, uninvited and perplexing, stirred in the depth of his immortal core. Regret, like a phantom, crept into his thoughts, questioning the wisdom of allowing himself to feel drawn to this enigmatic woman. A dangerous allure emanated from her, an essence that both tempted and terrified him. As he watched her slumber, Lucian grappled with the conflicting currents of regret and attraction, an internal battle waged beneath the surface of his stoic facade.

'All of you belongs to all of me!'

- My Plaything