Story 2: Shadow Vows

Chapter 3: Dangerous Desire

AURORA

The next morning, Lucien barely gave me time to breathe.

“Pack light,” he said over breakfast. “We’re flying out in two hours.”

I wanted to argue, but the look in his eyes told me it wasn’t a request.

So I found myself on his private jet, sitting across from him in a sleek black dress he’d chosen for me. The moment the plane reached cruising altitude and the seatbelt sign turned off, the air between us shifted.

Lucien closed his laptop and looked at me with those cold blue eyes that now felt dangerously familiar.

“Come here, Aurora.”

I stayed in my seat, crossing my legs. “I’m comfortable where I am.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You can walk over here, or I can come get you. Your choice.”

I glared at him, but my body was already betraying me. I stood up and walked over. The second I was close enough, he pulled me down onto his lap, straddling him.

“You’ve been wet since we took off, haven’t you?” he murmured, sliding his hand under my dress.

“Cocky bastard,” I whispered.

His fingers pushed my panties aside and stroked me slowly. I sucked in a sharp breath.

“Already soaked,” he said with dark satisfaction. “My dirty little wife.”

He slid two thick fingers inside me without warning. My head fell forward onto his shoulder.

“Ahh— fuck…” The moan slipped out before I could stop it, low and shaky.

Lucien curled his fingers and started pumping them steadily while his thumb circled my clit. I gripped his shoulders, trying to stay quiet, but it was useless.

“Hah… oh shit— Lucien…” My voice cracked as pleasure built fast. “That feels— mmmph— too good…”

He kissed my neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. “Let me hear you. No one else is listening.”

I moaned louder, helpless against the way his fingers worked me. “Ahh—! Right there… fuck, don’t stop—”

My hips started moving on their own, riding his hand. The wet sounds mixed with the hum of the jet engines. I was losing control fast.

Lucien’s voice was rough in my ear. “You like this, don’t you? Getting fucked in my jet where anyone could hear you moaning like a slut for me.”

I whimpered, the dirty words pushing me closer. “Lucien… I’m— ahh— I’m so close—”

“Come,” he ordered, thrusting his fingers faster. “Let me feel it.”

The orgasm hit me hard. “Oh my god— fuck—!” A broken, throaty moan tore out of me as my body shook violently. “Nngh—! Lucien… ahh—!”

I clenched around his fingers, riding the waves until I was panting and trembling against his chest.

Before I could recover, Lucien stood up, lifting me with him. He spun me around and pressed me against the curved wall of the jet.

“Hands on the wall,” he growled.

I obeyed, breathing hard. He yanked my dress up to my waist, pulled my panties down to my knees, and freed himself. The thick head of his cock pressed against my entrance.

Then he thrust in deep.

“Fuuuuck—!” The raw moan burst out of me as he stretched me wide. “You’re so deep— ahh!”

Lucien groaned and started fucking me hard, one hand gripping my hip while the other reached around to rub my clit. Every powerful thrust made my breasts press against the cool wall.

“Oh shit… oh shit…” I moaned helplessly, the words tumbling out between gasps. “Lucien— haa— haa— you’re gonna make me come again—”

“Good,” he rasped, pounding into me faster. “I want to feel you falling apart on my cock.”

The angle was perfect. Every stroke hit that sensitive spot inside me. My moans grew louder and more desperate.

“Ahh—! Fuck— I can’t— nngh—!” My voice cracked into a long, trembling whine as another orgasm crashed through me. “Lucien—! I’m coming— oh god—!”

My legs shook so hard I would’ve fallen if he wasn’t holding me up. Lucien kept thrusting through my climax, then buried himself deep with a low groan as he came inside me.

We stayed like that for a moment — him still inside me, both of us breathing heavily.

Finally, he pulled out gently and turned me around. To my surprise, he wrapped his arms around me and held me against his chest, stroking my hair.

“Your family is safe,” he said quietly. “I already paid for the next six months of your mother’s treatment this morning. No one will touch them. You have my word.”

I looked up at him, still dazed from the orgasms.

“Why are you telling me this now?”

“Because I don’t want you thinking this is only about control.” His thumb brushed my cheek. “I chose you, Aurora. And I protect what’s mine.”

I rested my forehead against his chest, my mind spinning.

I should hate how easily he could make me moan like that. I should hate how much I craved the danger.

But the truth was slowly sinking in — the darker and riskier it got with Lucien, the more my body responded.

And I didn’t know how to feel about that.

To be continued…