Virgin's Desire

"Fuck! Please! Aargh... Lu.. Lu... Lucian!"

The slut underneath him moaned and screamed, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she tried to take his hard thrusts.

"That's it, you filthy whore," Lucian growled, slamming into her with relentless force. His thick cock pistoned in and out of her drenched pussy, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing through the dimly lit bedroom. "Scream my name like the desperate little cumdump you are!"

His hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he drove into her with brutal intensity. Each thrust sent her bouncing on the mattress, her tits swaying wildly with the motion. "You love this, don't you? Taking my cock like a good little slut!" He leaned down, biting her neck hard enough to leave a mark. "Cum for me, slut. Show me how much you need my cock."

She screamed again, her nails digging into the sheets as her orgasm crashed over her.

As her climax subsided, Lucian continued to pound into her, chasing his own release. Sweat dripped down his chiseled torso, mixing with the slickness of their combined fluids.

"Fucking hell, ," he gritted out, his balls slapping against her ass with each merciless thrust. "Gonna fill this cunt up, breed you like the dirty little slut you are."

With a final, Animalistic roar, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded, pumping jet after jet of hot cum deep inside her. Her pussy clenched around him, milking every last drop as she whimpered in ecstasy and pain.

Lucian pulled out of her pussy and got out of the bed, removing condom on him and discarding it.

"Get up and leave," he said coldly to the exhausted woman in his bed.

"Lucian Romano..." she got onto her feet weakly, fully naked but Lucian's gaze remained on her face as if her body was in no way beautiful enough for his gaze.

"That was the best fuck I have ever had. Can... Can I come back again sometime later? I don’t mind not getting paid," she asked, and Lucian held back a groan.

"Use the door. You will get your money before you are out of the gates."

"But..."

His deadly gaze shut her up and she took a step back.

"Leave," he uttered the one-word order in a deadly tone that made the slut shiver with fear.

Lucian looked away from her as she picked her clothing, pulled them on hastily, and hurried out of the room.

Lucian shut his eyes for a second, massaging the space between his brows.

Fucking women was his best way to relieve stress, but these sluts barely excited him anymore these days.

Thinking about women made him recollect that he had someone to pick up today.

"I wonder how much my little Princess has grown."

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Aurelia sighed softly, dropping the phone on her bed rather carelessly.

She had just received a call from her brother informing her that he was sick and would be away for three months to recuperate properly. But that wasn’t the huge news. The huge news was that she had to stay with his best friend named Lucian.

"Lucian..." she mumbled the name, trying to recall why it sounded so familiar.

She had lived most of her life being sheltered by her big brother, and he seemed to forget the fact that she was not a baby or a teen. She was 24 already and could easily make her own decisions, but he would never stop hovering around her and ensuring that he took care of her.

Sometimes, it felt good to know how much her brother cared about her, and sometimes, she just felt choked up by his protectiveness.

He had not even allowed her to date until she was 20, claiming that all men are out there to break girls' hearts.

Aurelia shook her head, her dark, wavy hair flipping a little bit as she did so.

Finding a job should have been easy for her, but Marcus did not want her to go through the stress of going to work too.

Aurelia did not consider having a job stressful, but Marcus insisted that having a job would affect her way too much.

Aurelia needed no one to tell her that Marcus was the reason she could not get a job after a year of job hunting.

She was sure that he had reached out to every single company he knew she would apply to and made sure none of them gave her a job.

Yes, Marcus’ protectiveness choked her up, and even though Aurelia sometimes thought of doing something rebellious against Marcus—something that would make him mad and eventually realise that she was an adult already—she still could not actually go through with any of her rebellions.

She was too much of a good girl.

Brushing away the thoughts of her brother, Aurelia decided to start packing in anticipation for her brother's friend, Lucian.

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She headed into her closet that was stacked up with all sorts of clothes and dressed up.

She ran her fingers through her wet hair and hurriedly picked up the dryer to dry it up. She was a minute into it when a knock came on her door.

"Yes? Come in," she replied, and the door opened.

A maid walked in.

"You have a guest, ma'am."

"Tell him I would be with him very soon."

"Alright, Miss."

The maid left the room and Aurelia ran down her skin lazily.

"Lucian..." the name had stuck to her mind as she still tried to remember who he was while under the shower.

Minutes passed, but she was unable to recollect who he was. Aurelia gave up on trying, assuring herself she would remember who he was after seeing him.

She walked out of the bathroom, a towel tied to her chest. She was just about to change into the blue dress on her bed when she heard the gates opening.

"Lucian is here," she mumbled and quickly resumed drying her hair. She absolutely hated keeping others waiting, so she dropped the hair dryer and brushed her hair.

Aurelia picked her luggage and hurried out of the room.

She composed herself as she got to the stairs that led down into the living room.

Walking down the stairs elegantly, she was curious to see who Lucian was.

She arrived in the living room and found a man with his back turned to her.

He was staring at an old picture of her and her brother. Aurelia found herself staring at his back view for much longer than she expected.

He was wearing a tailored shirt and trousers, and even though he was clothed, Aurelia needed no one to tell her what hot body hid under that black shirt.

She gulped down and was about to speak, but he beat her to it.

"You looked very cute, princess," his deep voice rang through her ears and instantly, Aurelia's eyes widened.

"Lucian?" The name finally registered.

"Yes, princess?"

He turned to her and Aurelia could swear that something strange happened to her body—something that usually never happened.

Yet, there was no way she would not recognise this face and the smirk on his lips, and there was no way she would not recognise that sexily annoying voice of his that called her 'princess' all the time.

Lucian Romano was her brother's best friend in high school, and Aurelia had found him absolutely annoying.

Yes, he was handsome, hot, sexy and all—but he was still annoying. He called her princess all the time and would join hands with Marcus to ensure that no guy came close to her.

No, that was not the only annoying thing about this hot man now standing in front of her, but the most annoying part was that he caused more than half of the heartbreaks she witnessed in high school.

He was a fuckboy, a playboy, and he sure knew how to play his games well.

All of that was easy with his looks and money anyways. He could get any girl he wanted in school. He never cared about the emotions of the girls he played with and would mercilessly break their hearts with his cold eyes staring right at them.

So yes, how could she not recognise this hot walking red flag of a man?