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She gasped, her breath hitching in short, desperate bursts as her hips moved in rhythm with his hand.

Her cheeks flushed a deep red as she struggled to keep her composure, but Lucian’s relentless teasing was quickly unraveling her.

"What... w-what do you want to know about that bitch?" Isabella gasped out, her voice quivering.

She hated feeling this vulnerable, especially in front of Lucian, but the way his fingers worked her drove all thoughts of defiance from her mind.

"Oh? Are you jealous of her?" Lucian’s voice was mocking, a wicked grin playing on his lips as he watched her squirm.

His fingers picked up speed, pressing more insistently against her swollen clit.

Isabella’s back arched off the bed, her mouth falling open in a silent moan as her body responded to his touch.

Isabella whimpered, her breath hitching as Lucian’s fingers circled her entrance before plunging inside.

"Jealous of her? No fucking way." She stammered, her voice cracking as she gasped for air, her breaths shallow and uneven. "I just... I just can’t stand the way she behaves — so arrogant, so damn self-centered..." Isabella whimpered, her breath hitching as Lucian’s fingers circled her entrance before plunging inside. "It’s not jealousy, alright? I just hate the way she acts like she owns the place."

Her inner walls clenched tightly around him, and she let out a broken moan, her head tossing back as he expertly worked her sensitive spots.

Lucian chuckled darkly, his hot breath grazing her ear as he nibbled at the sensitive skin.

He delighted in her reactions, the way her body seemed to come alive under his touch.

"Mmmhh... no... please... wait... don’t..." Isabella pleaded, her voice breathless as Lucian added another finger, stretching her wide.

She gasped, her body jerking as he hit a particularly sensitive spot, her juices coating his hand as he drove her higher.

"Aunt Eloise has... a business... lots of guards at her estate... aaahhhh....!," Isabella’s thoughts were fragmented, her words cut off by a high-pitched moan as Lucian rammed his fingers deeper, his relentless pace driving her to the edge.

Her thighs quivered, and she gripped the sheets as another wave of pleasure washed over her.

Lucian watched her closely, a satisfied smirk tugging at his lips as Isabella’s body shook with orgasm after orgasm.

Her moans filled the room, her eyes fluttering shut as she rode out the intense sensations.

Her skin was flushed, a thin sheen of sweat covering her as her body convulsed around his fingers, her wetness dripping down his hand.

A sudden warmth spread between her thighs, and Isabella’s eyes flew open in shock as she realized she had lost control.

Her bladder released in a sudden, embarrassing stream, soaking the sheets beneath them.

PiiiissssssSS~~

Lucian’s grin widened, a cruel light dancing in his eyes as he watched her struggle with the humiliation.

"What would everyone think if they knew the Empress’s daughter had pissed herself like a common wh*re? Imagine how they’d laugh at you... so pathetic."

Isabella’s face burned with shame, but even as tears pricked her eyes, she glared up at him, defiant.

Her tongue darted out, tracing the length of his hardness teasingly as she met his gaze.

"You get off on this, don’t you? Seeing me humiliated, losing control... you love it, don’t you?" Her words were laced with both challenge and submission, her voice shaky yet bold.

Lucian’s arousal only intensified at her defiance.

He gripped her hair, forcing her mouth open and shoving his fully erect d!ck deep into her throat in one single motion.

Gahk~~

Isabella gagged, her eyes watering as he thrust in and out, her lips stretched tight around him.

She struggled to keep up, her throat contracting as she tried to take him all, her muffled moans vibrating along his shaft.

He groaned, his fingers moving back to her dripping c*nt, spreading her slick folds apart as he thrust into her mouth.

Her struggles only excited him further, each gag and gasp making his c*ck throb with need.

He could feel her nails digging into his thighs as she tried to maintain her composure, but Lucian’s relentless pace was overwhelming.

"F*ck! Such a naughty sister I’ve," Lucian growled, his hips snapping forward as he buried himself deeper.

Nhmm~ mphh~

Isabella’s muffled moans grew louder, her eyes rolling back as she choked on his length, her hands frantically clutching at his hips.

Lucian’s fingers continued to torment her c*nt, sliding between her folds and stroking her clit until she was shaking uncontrollably.

After a few more thrusts, Lucian pulled out, letting Isabella catch her breath. Her chest heaved as she gulped in air, her lips wet and swollen.

Her face was a mess — eyes glassy and watery, mascara smeared down her cheeks, and tears mixed with saliva glistening on her flushed skin.

Her nose was running, with thin trails of fluid that added to her disheveled appearance.

She looked utterly undone, her breath ragged as she struggled to regain control, every inch of her radiating the rawness of her submission.

But she didn’t waste time; her hands moved to his balls, squeezing and massaging them as she leaned in to lick and suck at them.

She looked up at him, her eyes blazing with lust as her tongue swirled around his sac, her lips curving into a wicked smile.

"So delicious...," Isabella purred, her voice sultry as she wrapped her lips around one of his balls, sucking it gently.

Lucian let out a low moan, his fingers tangled in her hair as she worshipped him with her mouth, her touch driving him closer to the edge.

"Mother also said aunt Eloise runs a brothel in the outer part of the capital... she has elite guards on site..." Isabella murmured between licks, her voice breathless yet eager.

"Mother didn’t like her either... she said aunt Eloise was arrogant, selfish... and always warned me to stay away from her..."

Lucian’s fingers paused for a moment as he absorbed her words, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

’A brothel run by a royal princess? How intriguing... and elite guards too. This will be fun.’

He resumed his ministrations, his fingers tweaking Isabella’s hard nipples, drawing sharp gasps from her as he toyed with her breasts.

"But isn’t she supposed to run a merchandise business? I never heard about her running a brothel..." Lucian mused aloud, his mind racing with possibilities.

His fingers continued to work her, pinching and twisting her nipples roughly as he considered this new information.

Isabella’s entire body shuddered under his touch, her back arching as she struggled to form a coherent reply.

"I... I didn’t know... Mother said... something... nnnghh~! OOHHHH GOD!" Isabella’s voice broke off into a moan as Lucian’s fingers pinched her harder, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through her chest.

Her body writhed against him, her nipples hardening further under his touch.

"You have such gorgeous t!ts... I think I need a taste..." Lucian’s voice was husky, his lips descending on her breasts.

He licked and sucked at her sensitive nubs, his tongue swirling around her hard peaks as he savored her reactions.

Isabella whimpered, her hips bucking as his mouth lavished her with attention, her nipples throbbing under his hot, wet tongue.

Lucian continued to feast on her breasts until he heard her muttering something.

He paused, his ears straining to catch her words.

"I think... Mother said Aunt Eloise will be leaving the Capital in three days... to set up some business near the next city."

Lucian’s eyes gleamed, a devious smile creeping across his face. ’Three days... that’s plenty of time to form a plan.’

He thought about the leverage he could gain, the pleasure he could seize if he moved quickly.

He glanced down at Isabella, his fingers stilling as he considered his next steps.

’If aunt Eloise is leaving, I need to act fast. I’ll convince her to leave with me... and let’s see why Father Emperor loves to f*ck her so much.’ Lucian’s mind whirled with possibilities, his arousal growing as he imagined the chaos he could unleash.

And he would do whatever it took to make her bend to his will!

Lucian rubbed his hardening c*ck against Isabella’s cheek, his thoughts drifting to aunt Eloise.

His fantasies grew darker, more twisted, as he envisioned the games he could play with her.

’Oh, aunt Eloise... you have no idea what’s coming.’

He lowered his lips to Isabella’s ear, his voice a low, seductive whisper.

"Come, take a ride, Isabella. I’m leaving the Imperial Capital in four days, and I’ll miss that tight p*ssy of yours... Let’s indulge one last time before I go. Let’s push our limits and explore every dark fantasy we’ve ever had."

Isabella pulled back, her eyes gleaming with anticipation as she stroked him slowly.

Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, her touch sending shivers down his spine as she leaned in to kiss his chest.

Her lips trailed up to his neck, sucking and biting at his pulse points as she worked him over.

slurp~ slurp~

With one final, heated glance, Isabella took his entire length into her mouth, her lips sliding down his c*ck as she sucked him hungrily.

Lucian groaned, his head falling back as he thrust into her small mouth, his hips rocking in time with her movements.

Her tongue flicked along his length, as she bobbed her head, coaxing him closer and closer to the edge...