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Bright Star City, Bright Star Island, Flowing Stars Archipelago, Earth
Omniscient P.O.V.
Turning back toward the two's directions, he asked somewhat absentmindedly. "What's up, Liya?"
However, his mind suddenly turned blank when a pair of soft lips fiercely crashed against his own, a wet tongue using his surprise to 'assault' the inside of his mouth.
Still distracted, he then felt two seemingly boneless arms snaking around the back of his neck before pulling him even closer to her body.
Warmth, love, desire, impatience, fear. Liya's passionate embrace was full of so many different emotions, as if words were insufficient and only through a fiery embrace could she perfectly express how she felt.
She wanted not only to make him understand, but for him to truly FEEL what was in her Heart. The desires, the Love, the doubts... So complicated, yet so simple at the same time.
She... She loved him. And she wanted to make damn sure he was fully aware of it. She would leave no doubts in his mind... And in hers.
After what happened today, she had realized how close she had been to losing him forever. A single mistake, a lapse in attention from those powerful cultivators protecting them, and not only her daughters, but also her nephew, the man she had been falling hopelessly in love with, could have disappeared.
In a blink, she could have lost everything and everyone who mattered to her. And that was if she had survived in the first place, something that would have been virtually impossible because of her low cultivation.
Since her late husband was killed, she had been restraining herself, willingly keeping any thought of finding a new partner away from her mind. Instead, she focused all her attention on her job and on raising her children, Demian included.
Now, she could finally breathe, finally rely on others. As a woman, she wanted to be loved, pampered by a man she loved and who loved her back.
Ironically, although she had never looked for that man, she had still found him. He had been right by her side all along.
Well, maybe not all along, as it was only since his personality changed that her feelings for him shifted from familial to romantic.
Of course, the two agreed on waiting a bit more before they could fully cross that line.
However, it was only a matter of time.
By then, he would be hers, and she would be his.
A bit of waiting and she would attain her dream...
Finally...
Knowing all that, she would normally be content to wait, at most reining in her impatience.
However, the last few days' events clearly shook her deeply, and now she felt as if he was slipping through her fingers, something she could not accept.
Not after she had gone so far.
All those fears and worries brought back some old negative emotions she had previously buried deep inside.
From the age difference to the blood relation between them, her Heart was not filled with a feeling of urgency, pushing her to do something... Anything...
She... She had to make sure he would be hers, and she would be his. Even if she had to act like a...
Well, let's just say she would use all her charms and physical assets to ensure he would find it impossible to extricate himself from his promise.
Shame? As the saying goes: 'All is fair in Love and War'.
She was simply following those old precepts, leaning on those predecessors' wisdom.
That was why she decided to suddenly kiss him despite knowing he wanted to wait until his breakthrough before going any further.
But damn, she was really tempted to ignore his wish and just go for it.
Whether it was his soft lips, his powerful body, dreamy face, or even his massive...
Feeling the torrent of emotions through the kiss, although Demian was not aware of her entire thought process, he still felt that she wanted him to respond to her embrace.
Not that he would do otherwise in the first place.
The only reason he stayed relatively still was due to his surprise, not his unwillingness.
Thus, having made his decision, he immediately acted on it.
Instantly, his tongue was responding to her own, the two fighters entangling each other in a ballet of wet pleasure.
Since he was at it, he also pulled her close to his body, enjoying the fluffy sensation of her breasts squeezed against his own torso.
Although two layers of clothes separated their skins, the sensation was still heart-stirring.
The combo was truly captivating, igniting his lust until he came close to ripping the clothes off her body before taking her on the spot.
Fortunately, his Heart Cultivation was strong, and lust was something he had to deal with on a daily basis due to his Soul Bond, so controlling it was not too difficult.
Thus, he simply opted to enjoy the stimulating kiss and the sensation of her clothed body on his without pushing it further.
A true gentleman, indeed.
The kiss lasted for a while, and it was not until LIya's lips moved slowly away from his own, bringing with it a thin string of saliva for a brief moment before it quickly broke off an instant later, that Demian recalled that someone else was present in the room with them.
A quick sweep of his Soul Sense, and he discovered that Seraphine had already departed at an unknown time for their shared bedroom, most likely to give them some room.
Pun intended.
As for Brynild, she was still standing where she had been before her own mother and younger cousin started a furious battle of tongues, the bashful expression on her face and the glint of envy he caught in her gaze amusing him.
Returning his attention to Liya, he noticed her gasping for air, her fair cheeks adorned with a captivating hue, and her eyes, which were staring into his own, filled with warmth and desire.
He had already known for a while that the woman lying in his arms was a true mature beauty, something that had improved even more since she broke through to the Chi gathering Rank, rejuvenating her body completely in every good way possible, and he had to admit that he was somewhat of a sucker for good looks when it came to women.
Beauty, smarts, and a caring personality. Who could resist such a woman?
However, her current appearance rewrote the previous image he had of her, a new facet added to the precious gem she was.
That in itself stirred his Heart in ways that she had never been able to before.
A warm smile hung on his lips, he asked curiously. "What was that, Love?"
Hearing the endearing term he had recently been using with her, Liya's Heart felt a sudden surge of warmth, prompting her to caress his cheek with her dainty hand and whisper tenderly. "I just wanted to give you a light taste of what's to come once you finally break through. I thought it might give a bit more... Motivation, shall we say..."
The seductive woman then burst into soft, heart-stirring giggles, bringing a shiver to the man's body and straightening further his shortest limb.
Although she said nothing, her knowing smile told Demian that she knew what was going on.
Oh, she knew very well...
While cursing 'Demoness!' inwardly, he replied, his tone light and confident. "Just wait a few more days. At most, two weeks. Once I break through and bond with you, I'll make you understand how merciless I can be. I guarantee that you'll be begging for mercy..." Moving his lips closer to her left ear, he then added in a whisper. "...But there shall be none granted."
His warm breath and the enticing prospect of a 'punishment' brought a shiver of pleasurable anticipation to her body, her lips almost letting out a subconscious moan, which prompted her to call him 'Demon!' inwardly.
Oh, how the tables have turned.
Not wanting to lose the initiative, she whispered back in his ear, her tone defiant. "I can't wait to see how you'll make me beg for mercy..." She then stretched the last word in an almost moaning tone. "...Ddaarrlliinngg."
She then gave him a light goodnight kiss and let him go before slowly walking toward the Eastern Wing, the soul-sucking sway of her hips instantly pulling Demian's mind from everything else around.
Although her back—Or butt in her case—was facing him, she could easily sense his hungry gaze directed at her lower back, which prompted her to let out a few seductive giggles.
Feeling a bit shaken, Demian exclaimed inwardly. 'And here I was thinking that Sera was the most seductive of the three. Oh, how wrong I was...'
Seeing her being so flirtatious, he was not sure how to feel about it.
After all, the image he had of her had always been that of a 'proper' woman, kind and respectful, truly 'pure' when it came to anything sex related.
Instead, as time passed, he had begun to notice how she was in reality, someone completely different from what he thought...