The Devil's Betrothed-Chapter 763: Shared Intimacy

Lucian watched her as she stood with her back to him. He could tell she was nervous and embarrassed.

Erin felt as if her heart might burst out of her chest, it was beating so loudly. The next moment, her body froze when a pair of strong arms wrapped around her, and the warm, firm chest of a man pressed against her cold back. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to steady herself.

Lucian’s hands rested around her flat stomach, which she had instinctively sucked in due to the butterflies swirling within her. He leaned down, planting gentle kisses along her nape. Her slender and delicate body felt perfect in his embrace, as if made to fit against him.

"Don’t be nervous. I won’t do anything that you don’t want me to," his low, husky voice murmured next to her ear, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down her spine.

Erin’s breath hitched as Lucian’s warm hands slowly moved along her stomach, his fingers moving along her belly. His touch firm yet gentle, sending ripples of heat through her. She didn’t dare open her eyes, as everything felt just so overwhelming.

His lips continued to press soft, lingering kisses along her neck and shoulder. One of his hands gently cupped her chin, tilting her head to the side so he could kiss her lips.

Lucian turned her around slowly, his lips never leaving hers. Her bare body pressed against his, her hands found their way to his bare chest, her fingers nervously tracing the contours of his muscles, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her touch.

The confidence in his actions reassured her, slowly melting away the nervousness that had initially gripped her. After a while he let her go and watched her flushed face once more, his gaze darkened with the desire to see her in such a vulnerable condition. It only made him want to claim her as his.

Gently and careful he lifted her in his arms to place her on the bed, while Erin didn’t dare look into his eyes. All she wanted was to hide her naked body from his gaze.

As she lay back, her eyes met his intense ones, almost making her forget to breathe.

Lucian climbed the bed and pulled the blanket over both of them as he didn’t wish to her to feel the cold anymore. He could see her body trembling due to cold.

Under the blanket, he hovered over her, his strong arms braced on either side, caging her gently beneath him. His eyes locked onto hers, their intensity sending shivers down her spine. His bare skin radiated warmth, the contrast against her cool, exposed body making her acutely aware of every inch of him.

"Are you cold?" he asked, looking into her nervous eyes closely.

She shook her head, as she felt better now. She didn’t have courage to say the warmth from him was enough to make her feel warm.

"Soon, you won’t be cold anymore," he said, only to see her already red face turn embarrassed. She knew the meaning of it.

He lowered himself, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was unhurried yet filled with passion. His hands, firm but tender, traced along her sides, caressing her curves as if committing them to memory.

Though hesitant, Erin’s arms having the mind of their own wrapped around his back, her fingers tracing the taut lines of his muscles, pulling him closer.

Lucian’s lips trailed down her neck, leaving a path of warmth and desire, his warm breath burning against her skin.

Erin could not help but let out soft moans, letting go of any reservation she felt. He was making her feel which she had only read in the books and she could not deny it definitely felt heavenly, something only he could make her feel.

Lucian’s hands gripped her soft and perfect mounds, that pulled her out of her thoughts. Her hands involuntarily moved to the back of his head, arching her back at what his unruly mouth was doing to her.

She had never expected that this man calm like a still water would be this skilled and passionate. He had no retrained left in his as well. She could hear the soft satisfied groans from him.

He moved further down, the blanket covering them sliding along him, exposing her body, but she no longer felt cold at all.

Loud gasp left her mouth the moment she felt him between her legs, his mouth savouring her with intense passion. Her hand gripped the sheets as her body was feeling overwhelmed with those new sensation she was feeling.

This was embarrassing, yet, something she didn’t want to stop anymore.

"Lucian," she could not help but call his name when she was too overwhelmed with what she was feeling.

Lucian stopped and looked at her, his gaze intense.

Panting heavily she opened her eyes and looked at him, her gaze full of lust matched his.

She watched him boldly as he moved up to face her. She could not help but take into his alluring form, those strong arms and that perfect Body. She found his breathing was heavy and his body was feeling warmer than before, his eyes showed the strong desire of going ahead with her.

"You want me to stop?" His deep voice resonating in that heated room, responding to her calling his name.

Erin shook her head and simply raised her head up and kissed him as she whispered again his lips.

Lucian kissed her back, but at the same time he settled himself between her legs, his one hand running along her curves impatiently, caressed her thigh, as if he could no longer be patient now.

"Are you sure?" he asked once more.

Though determined to make her his, he was in the end a gentleman and needed to make sure from her side.

Erin nodded lightly, swallowing hard at the lingering touch of his manhood against her core. She had avoided looking at him there out of embarrassment, but she could feel it and could figure out it was not going to be easy for her.

"Hold onto me." He pecked gently at the top of her nose, taking her by surprise while his free hand had held her at the waist, only to push inside her.

Erin let out a soft cry, her body trembling with sudden sting of pain. She almost forgot to breathe and shut her eyes. Her lashes started to turn moist.

"Breathe," he said softly, observing her pained expressions. His free hand caressing her cheek to soothe her pain.

She breathed deeply and opened her moist eyes to look at him, her hand still gripping his shoulders tightly which had the veins starched out showing he was holding back for her sake.

He kissed her softly and whispered in his restrained voice, "Just a little more."

She hummed weakly and braced herself while letting herself drown in the kiss.

Lucian pushed inside, holding her place, her soft cries muffled in the kiss they shared.

Soon their bodies moved in perfect harmony as the pain she felt was being replaced by pleasure.

It was as if time stood still. The world outside melted away, leaving only the two of them in their shared moment of connection. Lucian’s movements were careful and deliberate, his focus entirely on her. Erin felt a wave of emotions crash over her—love, vulnerability, and an undeniable sense of belonging.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, her body responding instinctively to his. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word between them, creating a memory neither of them would ever forget.

When the intensity finally subsided as both of them found their release, Lucian stayed close, his forehead pressed against hers. His breath was warm and steady, and his hand gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her flushed face.

"I love you, Erin," he whispered, his voice raw and sincere.

Tears pricked at her eyes, but her smile was radiant. "I love you too, Lucian."

He gathered her into his arms, holding her close as the warmth of their shared intimacy lingered around them. Together, they lay in each other’s embrace, their hearts beating in perfect harmony, as if they had always been meant to be one.

Despite exhausted and grappled with the sleep, a soft smile appeared on Erin’s lips as she snuggled her face in the crook of his neck.

It felt like a dream to her. She never thought Lucian could be this way. Without saying a word, she could just understand what he truly felt for her, that he loved her as much as she loved him.