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Chapter Twenty Seven: UNKNOWN VARIABLES
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Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty Six: His to Ruin.
Lucien didn’t ease up.If anything, the rhythm sharpened—short, deep drives that buried him to the hilt and held him there until Noah’s whole body shook with the effort to stay upright.The wet choke that tore from his throat barely moved Lucien. His grip on Noah’s hair stayed steady, his other hand braced against the back of the boy’s head, holding him flush to his pelvis. Each muffled gasp sounded smaller, more ragged, until his knees began to quiver beneath him.A string of spit stretched from Noah’s lip to the flushed base of Lucien’s cock when he pulled back just enough to let him drag in half a breath—then drove forward again. His head tipped slightly, watching the bulge slide along Noah’s throat before forcing it back down.The fight for air turned visible: muscles in Noah’s neck flexing, shoulders tightening, fingers twitching where they clutched Lucien’s hips. His lashes stuck together with wetness, his cheeks streaked with salt and shine, his mouth gaping around the relentle
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty Four: His Slut
(Noah's POV)“So you want to get fucked so bad you had to cry it?”The words hit somewhere between mockery and fascination. And God help me, I didn’t even know the answer. My throat felt raw from holding back sobs I didn’t even mean to start. I could barely look at him, but he didn’t give me the chance to hide, his big hand tilted my chin up until my eyes met his.“Lucien—” My voice broke. I hated it. I hate myself right now.“Shh.” His tone was calm, steady, like he’d already decided exactly what to do with me. “You’re gonna breathe. You’re gonna calm down. And you’re gonna do what I tell you.”It should’ve made me bristle. It didn’t.Before I could think of some half-witty comeback, he was moving me, shifting me until I was straddling his lap. One arm anchored around my back, holding me flush against him, like I was some trembling little thing he needed to keep from breaking.“You’re mine right now,” he murmured against my ear. “And that means I know what you need better than you do
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty Three: Take What I Give
Lucien kept Noah bent over his lap like a prized possession, the boy’s flushed skin glowing against the delicate black lace. The thin straps of the lingerie dug lightly into the swell of his hips, framing the curve of his reddened ass like a piece of art meant only for him.And Noah lay draped over the strong thighs, his breath hitching in uneven pulls, the fine straps of the lingerie doing nothing to hide the reddened swell of his ass. Lucien’s palm lingered there, tracing the heat he’d just built with lazy, almost affectionate circles, his fingertips gliding over the delicate lace edges as though to remind himself how little there was between his hand and bare skin.“Look at you,” Lucien murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through Noah’s spine. “You make a mess of yourself so easily… just for me.”A shiver rippled through the boy, his legs tightening instinctively.Lucien pressed down lightly with his fingers, feeling the way Noah’s body tensed under the touch. “Still so
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty Two: Horny Brat
(Lucien's POV) Asking Noah to sit on that desk while I work might have been the biggest mistake I've ever made if I didn't do some unwise things in the past. Because I'm not working, I can't focus on work with such sinful view right in front of me. The kid knew exactly what he was doing. Perched on the edge of the desk, one leg swinging lazily, Noah plucked a grape from the bowl and rolled it between his fingers before slipping it past his lips. He bit into it slow, like every chew was a deliberate act, like he wanted me to watch the movement of his mouth. And I was watching. Damn it, I shouldn’t have been, but my eyes tracked the subtle shift of his jaw, the faint glisten of juice at the corner of his mouth. He didn’t wipe it away. He let it sit there, his gaze flicking up through his lashes, pretending like he didn’t notice me noticing. “You comfortable?” My voice came out rougher than intended. His answer was a little hum, not quite a yes, not quite a no, and he popped anothe
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty Two: Tease
(Noah's POV)Lucien kept the questions coming and I kept answering to keep the conversation going, not sure if we're having a first date in his dining room or I'm just being interviewed.I picked at the edge of my sleeve, thinking.“I dunno. I can’t remember anyone being… evil or anything. Sometimes the food sucked. Once I got locked outside in winter, but I think that was my fault? I climbed a fence and—”“Who locked you out?”“…I don’t know. The gate was just locked when I came back.”That didn’t sound right even as I said it.“Maybe it was always locked and I didn’t notice before?”Lucien didn’t say anything right away. He just sat down and leaned back in his chair, like he was giving me space to talk more. But he wasn’t looking at my face, he was watching my hands too for some reason.“How long were you outside?” he asked.“Couple hours, maybe? Or… wait, it might’ve been longer. It was dark when I got back inside.”“Who let you in?”“I… uh—” My brain fumbled for a face and came ba
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty: Mr. chef
(Noah’s POV)Lucien’s kitchen was everything you'd expect from a man like him— sleek, dark, expensive, and way too clean. Like, surgically clean. The marble counters practically gleamed, and the knives were arranged with serial killer precision. Honestly? It was intimidating.But there I was, sitting cross-legged on the counter like a stray cat that wandered in and refused to leave.Lucien was in front of the stove, sleeves rolled, shoulders moving with casual grace as he stirred something in a pan. I watched him like a hawk, eyes following the flex of his arms, the veins on his hands, the way he moved like the space belonged to him, and somehow, like he belonged in mine.“I thought you said you could cook,” I teased, chin resting in my palm. “Why does the kitchen still look like a crime scene waiting to happen?”He didn’t even turn around. “Because someone is in here after being banned. That someone’s cursed energy probably activated the kitchen warding.”I scoffed. “I said I’d sit q
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