Chapter 23: Chapter 23: The Awakened Beast

Lila’s POV

Through the thin fabric of my dress, Jasper’s fingers gently caressed the most sensitive skin of my inner thigh. The sensation was like an electric current, shooting through my entire body in an instant. I shuddered, nearly melting in his arms.

“And then?” he pressed, his voice hoarse. The pad of his finger slowly drew circles, sending waves of a knee-weakening tingle through me.

I bit my lip, struggling to hold onto my last shred of clarity. “I said… you respect me completely. What you give me… is trust…”

Before I could finish, he suddenly pressed down harder, his fingertip finding that one precise spot. I sucked in a sharp breath as all my reason was instantly drowned by a surging wave of pleasure.

“Ah…” A short, uncontrolled moan escaped my lips. I was so mortified I wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

He chuckled softly and leaned down to capture my lips. “Shh… good girl.” My whimpers were completely swallowed by his kiss. The kiss was domineering and searing, carrying a hint of punishment, yet hiding an endless tenderness. His other hand wasn’t idle, either. It slid under the hem of my blouse and cupped the softness of my breast. His thumb gently ground against the already-hardened peak, sending a sharp thrill of pleasure through me.

“Jasper…” I unconsciously murmured his name, my fingers clutching the fabric of his shirt. My body instinctively pressed closer to him, seeking more. My hips lifted slightly, an unconscious attempt to guide his hand a little deeper.

Sensing my initiative, his movements grew bolder. His lips left mine and traveled downwards, leaving a trail of scalding marks on my neck. His canines would occasionally nip lightly, bringing a stinging, tingling pleasure. His hands lit fires on my skin. Everywhere he touched, my skin grew scorching hot, as if about to burst into flame.

I had never felt my own desire so clearly—it was like an awakened beast, rampaging through my body, roaring to be satisfied. My breathing grew more and more ragged, my chest heaving violently. My legs trembled slightly, and I could barely stay seated. My dress had long since been pushed up to my waist. I was utterly mortified, yet I greedily coveted every inch of his touch.

“Do you want it?” he asked in a breathy whisper against my ear, but his fingers deliberately stopped at the edge of my slick folds, going no further. He only used the pad of his finger to lightly trace their wet outline.

I nodded in shame, my cheeks hot enough to fry an egg, not daring to look at him.

He chuckled softly. The next second, he growled into the intercom, his voice filled with an irrepressible urgency, “Max! Full speed back to Moon Hidden Villa! Now! Faster!”

The driver was clearly startled, but he immediately replied, “Yes, sir!”

The car suddenly accelerated, and the powerful G-force slammed us back into our seats. Amidst the lurching of the car, Jasper ripped open my already disheveled blouse. Buttons flew everywhere with a series of sharp clicks. He lowered his head and took one of my hardened peaks into his mouth, sucking hard, while his fingers finally deigned to delve into my already-soaked folds.

“Ngh—ah!” I threw my head back and let out a shattered scream, my body arching like a fully drawn bow. Pleasure crashed over me like a tsunami. My vision went white, and I could only feel his scorching palm, his deft fingers, and his heavy panting in my ear. I was about to lose my mind, about to melt into a puddle in his hands.

Just as I was about to reach the peak, he suddenly pulled away, leaving me with nothing but emptiness and an unbearable need.

“No…” I opened my hazy eyes and looked at him, aggrieved, my gaze shimmering with unshed tears.

“Home,” he said, his voice raspy. A golden light flashed in his eyes, his wolfish nature barely contained. His voice held an undeniable reverence. “I can’t just take you carelessly. We’re going home.”

He quickly took off his black suit jacket and wrapped it around my nearly naked body. The Wolf Guard stood in neat formation at the villa’s entrance, like silent statues. Jasper swept a cold gaze over them, his voice low but carrying a pressure that could freeze blood. “All of you, close your eyes. If anyone dares to peek, I don’t mind making sure you never see tomorrow’s sun.”

The guards immediately lowered their heads and squeezed their eyes shut in unison, even holding their breath.

Jasper swept me up into his arms, strode swiftly into the villa, went straight to the second floor, and kicked open my bedroom door. The door slammed shut behind him, shutting out the entire world, leaving only the sound of our two ragged breaths.

He gently placed me on the large, soft bed. This time, he didn’t torture me anymore. His entry was slow and steady, filled with an almost reverent tenderness. The feeling… was completely different from the first time.

With every one of his deep thrusts, a strange sensation spread through me. I could clearly ’hear’ his heartbeat and feel his emotions—his desire, his devotion, his deeply hidden insecurities, and even… the surging, overwhelming love that threatened to drown me. Those emotions flooded my mind like a warm tide, intertwining with my own feelings to create a wondrous resonance.

“Lila…” he looked down at me, the golden light swirling in his eyes. His voice was impossibly hoarse, laced with a thread of incredible surprise. “Can you feel it? Our heartbeats… are in sync.”

I nodded, tears welling in my eyes. I could feel every moment of his restraint, his every careful movement, all just to give me the ultimate pleasure. And in return, he received my trust and my acceptance.

He leaned down and kissed away my tears, his movements suddenly becoming incredibly gentle. He no longer pursued speed and force, but instead moved slowly and deeply, as if he were speaking a thousand words with his body. Our breaths gradually synchronized, and our heartbeats seemed to merge into one, composing a symphony that belonged only to us. The pleasure was no longer a one-sided assault, but a warm, all-encompassing bliss that wrapped tightly around us.

I began to respond to him actively, lifting my legs to wrap them around his waist, meeting his rhythm, and tracing the tense muscles of his back with my fingertips. Our gazes were locked together. No words were needed; everything was said in the silence. In this private world of our own, we finally shed all our pretenses, leaving only our truest selves.

Just as we crested the peak together, in that instant when our consciousnesses blurred and our bodies and souls completely merged, an unprecedented sense of completion enveloped us. It was as if I saw fragments of his memories—the loneliness of his childhood in the Forbidden Forest, the fluttering of his heart when he first saw me, the cold indifference he feigned at our wedding, and the countless times he stood watch over me from the shadows. And he, in turn, saw mine—the oppression of the Goodrich household, the hardships of struggling for independence, and the courage it took to finally choose to trust him.

Just as we were basking in this rediscovered miracle, our foreheads pressed together, feeling each other’s calming heartbeats and warm breath, ready to savor this hard-won tranquility—

BANG! The bedroom door was violently thrown open!

“Lila! My dear sister~! Help me~!” Zoe, our nominal daughter whom we hadn’t seen for days, appeared at the door.

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