𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑, luke castellan

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐱

Luke found himself in a completely black room with golden details.

Once again, he was dressed entirely in black. While kneeling, he looked down, facing the black steps leading to the throne. Even without lifting his gaze, he knew someone was sitting on it, observing him. He could feel their eyes on his back, as if peering through his body into his soul.

Yearning once again to see her gray eyes, Luke lifted his head until he met them. Keira looked beautiful as ever, her blonde hair in the same intricate braid, and the curves of her body adorned in the same golden dress as the last time. He couldn't help but sigh when he saw her figure. Her long, sun-kissed legs were crossed in the sensual way that evoked so many impure thoughts in him.

As always, she wore a relaxed yet determined expression. The cup, filled with the same viscous green liquid as before, was clasped firmly in her hand. The golden snake, coiled around her neck and the exposed part of her chest revealed by her dress, added to her aura of mystique and power.

Keira's gaze was fixed on Luke, and he quickly felt that there was no way he could be worthy of her staring at him like that. In her eyes, there was a touch of challenge, perhaps, as if daring him to give in to his desires. Luke couldn't tell if it was truly there or if he was imagining it due to the crazy things happening in his mind.

Without her uttering a word, the golden snake slithered into the cowl neck of her dress, disappearing into the fabric. Luke watched, his imagination running wild with thoughts of the serpent gliding over Keira's smooth body. He couldn't help but lean forward, his desire to be the animal palpable.

Keira raised her eyebrows, her gaze locking with Luke's. In her eyes, he saw an invitation, a silent command urging him to climb the stairs.

He succumbed to his own desires and crawled up the steps, unable to get up from the floor. Once he was at the top, literally at Keira's feet, he looked at her again. She wore a subtle smile, showing another challenging expression.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze intense as she studied Luke. Then, without warning, she stretched one of her legs toward him, and Luke's heart quickened as he immediately took it in his hands, relishing the feel of her soft skin against his fingertips. He moved his hands over every inch of her leg, caressing her with gentle strokes, his touch conveying his longing to explore every part of her.

Her skin was incredibly soft, a delicate contrast to the strength he knew lay beneath. The scent of her intoxicating sandalwood perfume filled his senses, heightening his desire as he savored the moment, losing himself in the exquisite sensation of being close to her.

As Luke brought his lips to Keira's leg, he savored the sensation of her cold skin against his mouth. He trailed kisses along her leg, his movements slow and deliberate, each touch igniting a fire within him. Glancing up, he met Keira's gaze, finding her watching him with a mix of severity and pleasure.

Eager to please her further, Luke continued to caress Keira's calves, his touch gentle yet firm as he explored every inch of her skin. His lips trailed kisses along her leg, each movement a testament to his desire to worship her body. Lost in the intoxicating sensation of her skin against his, he was momentarily startled when he felt something near his head.

Raising his gaze, he met the emerald green eyes of the snake, watching him menacingly. It was as if the serpent was silently challenging him, as if they were engaged in a secret battle over Keira's tempting body.

Refusing to be deterred by the presence of the serpent, Luke returned his attention to Keira, pressing his lips against her bronzed skin once more. He focused on pleasing her, determined to drown out the silent competition and revel in the passion he felt for her.