First taste

Elara

I told myself I was only going back for research but that wasn’t true. While I helped patrons find books and arranged shelves, My body still remembered Lucian’s touch last night. 

By the time evening came, I was restless, aching in a way no normal touch had ever made me feel.

At 11:45 PM, I pretended I was occupied with rearranging books in the shelves. I waited for everyone to leave, most especially Grandfather.

I locked the main doors waited in the silence. 

My heart hammered as the grandfather clock finally struck midnight.

The golden glow finally appeared again.

I stepped into the hidden section, my breath shaky. 

Lucian was already there, leaning against a shelf with his arms crossed, those midnight-blue eyes watching me like he had been expecting me.

“You came back,” he said, his voice sent a  fresh shiver down my spine.

Uhm… I just wanted to understand everything that happened last night better,” I whispered, even though I  knew that was only half true. 

Lucian smiled. He pushed off the shelf and walked toward me, he felt close enough that I could smell the faint scent of aged paper and something darker, like midnight rain.

“Very well, little librarian. But there are rules. Each book you choose will manifest its story through me. The words you read aloud become sensations on your body. The pleasure is real. It can make you moan, tremble, even come undone. But there is no lasting harm… unless you stay past the final chime too often.”

He paused, his gaze drifting over my flushed cheeks. “The longer you linger each night, the harder you get addicted. The library starts to pull on your soul. Do you still want to play?”

I swallowed hard. My nipples were already tightening under my blouse, my panties were soaked. “Yes I do.”

I reached for a milder-looking book titled Velvet Whispers. The cover felt warm in my hands. I opened it and began reading aloud with a soft voice and uncertain at first.

“His lips brushed the curve of her neck, he was gentle yet possessive…”

The moment I took a pause, I felt Lucian step behind me, his breath warm against my skin as his lips pressed to the side of my neck. 

He kissed me Softly and slow. His kisses trailed down to my shoulder while invisible hands slid up my thighs under my skirt.

“Ahh…” I moaned softly.

“Keep reading,” Lucian whispered against my ear.

I tried to focus on the page. “His hands explored her body with patient hunger, caressing every sensitive inch…”

The invisible hands grew stroked higher up my inner thighs. Lucian’s mouth moved lower, kissing along my collarbone while his fingers deftly unbuttoned the top of my blouse.

 His lips found the swell of my breast above my bra.

“Mmm… oh god!,” I whimpered as his tongue traced wet circles over my nipple through the thin fabric. 

The sensation was overwhelming. I was deeply sweating but mixed with magical touches seemed to stroke between my legs at the same time.

I kept reading, my voice growing breathier. “She arched into him, craving more of his wicked mouth…”

Lucian sucked my nipple dots harder, pulling it between his lips with a wet sound that made my knees weak.

 At the same time, phantom fingers slipped under my panties and stroked my slick folds.

“Ahh…! Fuck…” I gasped loudly, my hips jerked  forward. I was already dripping wet. 

The sensations of  his mouth on my breasts and his magical fingers teasing my clit were driving me insane.

“Your moans are satisfying,” Lucian murmured, switching to my other breast. He sucked harder, flicking his tongue rapidly while the invisible fingers circled my swollen clit with perfect pressure.

I moaned uncontrollably now, struggling to keep reading. “He teased her… never letting her reach… ahh… mmm… until she begged…”

The edging was exquisite torture. Every time I got close, the touches slowed. I was panting, grinding against nothing and everything at once. My free hand gripped Lucian’s shoulder for support as my legs trembled.

“Please…” I whimpered, the book shaking in my hands.

Lucian lifted his head, eyes dark with lust. “Finish the page, Elara. You signed up

For this.”

With a desperate moan, I read the final lines. “And when he finally gave her everything… she shattered beautifully…”

The magic surged. His mouth latched onto my nipple again while two phantom fingers pushed inside me, curling perfectly. Lucian pressed his hard body against mine, letting me feel how aroused he was.

I cried out as the orgasm crashed over me.

“Ahhhhh! Oh my god… I’m coming!” I moaned loudly, my whole body shaking. 

 Pulsing waves of pleasure rolled through me.

My thighs clenched around how he touched me as I rode the intense gasping and whimpering helplessly.

“Mmm… yes… Lucian…” I moaned his name in a hoarse and broken voice.

He was done with me, I was left trembling in his arms, my panties soaked, my breathing ragged. Lucian held me gently, pressing soft kisses to my forehead while I came down.

“You’re even more responsive than I imagined,” he said softly, brushing damp hair from my face. “But you must leave soon. The clock is ticking.”

I looked up at him, still dazed and aching for more. The pleasure had been better than anything I’d ever felt in my boring, lonely life. 

I was already addicted.

As the chimes began to warn me it was almost one o’clock, Lucian leaned in close.

“The longer you stay each night, the harder it becomes to walk away forever,” he whispered. “Choose carefully, Elara. Once the library tastes your desire… it rarely lets go.”

I stumbled out of the hidden section before the final chime, my body still buzzing and my mind spinning. 

 I was already terrified of how much I was willing to risk to get this everyday.