My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 56

Chapter 56: Clouded Feelings Part 2
Asher saw her tears and immediately grabbed her hand, pulling her into his embrace. A gentle kiss was placed on her lips, expressing that he had enjoyed the moment too.

The kiss grew more intense, as if he was trying to close the gap created by his lack of emotional intelligence.

She felt his hands on her, urgent and sure, as he tugged at her underwear. The fabric gave way, revealing her nakedness to him fully for the first time.

The wetness between her legs was a reminder of how much she wanted him, and she felt a blush creep up her neck as he looked down at her slit, which was pinkish and untouched .

She had even shaved it in preparation for this, showing just how much effort she had put in.

He took in the sight of her, his gaze lingering on the wetness that had pooled around her pussy and was now dampening his own body; they hadn’t done it yet, but it was already overflowing, a side effect of the succubus power.

The tempting smell reached his nose, and it was influencing him. It was as if the poison was oozing out of her and into the air, which also clouded his sense of reason.

‘What is this feeling…This is not good; I might just become addicted to this smell,’ he groaned, attempting to contain himself.

Her behavior might suggest she loved him, but what happened once the poison wore off?

There was a chance she’d become distant, and if he became too fixated, he’d be the one in trouble.

But no matter what he did, his lust continued to grow. He’d never seen anything so gorgeous, raw, and pink.

He kissed her deeply, his tongue mimicking the movements of his hands as they explored her body.

The sound of his fingers slipping too easily inside her pussy made her moan with pleasure.

“This feels amazing.” Her breath hitched as his fingers brushed against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her.

She arched her back, pushing herself closer to him, silently begging for more. He didn’t disappoint, his movements growing bolder as he found her sweet spot.

Her nails dug into his back, her hips rising to meet his touch.

Asher kissed her neck, her breasts, and her stomach, all the while his fingers worked their magic between her legs.

But this time, she didn’t hold back. She let go, screaming his name as she started squirming in his arms.

“Asher… I love you!”

His mood was slightly affected, so he did not respond and instead began to just pleasure her.

‘What is love?’ he wondered.

It was a concept foreign to him, and even right now, he failed to really figure it out.

‘Maybe if we did it, I could get an answer?’

He grabbed her waist and pressed her pink soaking wet pussy lips against his gritty cock, toying with it until she felt him slide inside her.

In that moment, they finally joined and became one.

“I really love you,” she repeated, but received no response from him.

Instead, he focused on doing what was needed to satisfy her. He didn’t want to respond until he was sure of his own feelings.

Lucy sensed this too, so she chose not to corner him and instead decided to enjoy the moment.

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RING! RING RING!

The sound of the alarm rang, and for the first time in a while, Reign actually got some sleep. His body was temporarily functioning again, thanks to Lucy’s blood.

He looked around and saw the bed was messy, but she was nowhere to be found.

‘Where is she?’

CLICK!

He heard the sound of a door opening from the bathroom and she got out in her white bathrobe, her hair wet and messy.

Their eyes met, but instead of smiling, she ignored him and headed to the vanity mirror to dry her hair. She didn’t look pleased or happy at all.

‘I knew it… What happened between us wasn’t real.,’ he sighed, feeling a bit disappointed but also relieved that he hadn’t actually fallen for her.

Meanwhile, Lucy was feeling frustrated.

Now that the poison had left her body, she could think clearly again. Just imagining what she had done made her want to hide in embarrassment.

It was true that she had some feelings for Asher, but they were still in the early stages.

The poison had made her rush through everything, skipping a lot of necessary steps, and that only annoyed her more.

‘Just you wait, I’ll make sure to get my revenge on you,’ she vowed, determined to find the succubus who had forced her into this awkward situation.

But for now, she needed to act casual in front of Asher.

While fixing her hair, she stole a few glances at him, who was staring out the window with a blank expression.

Thinking about what had happened before made her heart skip a beat.

It was only natural—poison or not, he was still the one who had taken her virginity.

For a conservative girl like her, she wouldn’t mind spending her life with him—that’s how she saw things now.

But at the same time, she couldn’t let herself get too attached. What if he took her for granted?

That would be bad, because what if he decided to cheat on her with other girls?

‘That’s right, I should make sure to always be in charge,’

After finishing her hair, she moved to the cabinet and selected her outfit.

The dress was short, clinging to her curves and revealing just enough of her legs. Its deep black color contrasted with rich red roses that curled along the edges, adding a touch of elegance.

She also picked out black stockings, the same rose pattern woven into them, completing the look with a subtle, seductive appeal.

Lucy had prepared them in advance, even getting one for him.

It was a black jacket, made from an expensive-looking fabric, with an inner lining that reached up to the neck.

She paired it with soft-looking black silk pants that flowed smoothly with every step.

A sleek belt with the LB logo added a touch of sophistication, while black shoes with a scale-like texture completed the attire, giving it a bold, stylish edge.

Now that he no longer looked like a dead man, there was no need for him to wear those baggy clothes anymore.

“Wear this,” she said, tossing the jacket onto the bed before heading to the bathroom to change.

Asher quickly glanced at the clothes, and just touching them made him hesitate.

The fabric felt so luxurious, he couldn’t help but think that the entire outfit probably cost more than his lifetime of earnings.

If he knew the price of just the shoes, he would probably curse himself for lacking imagination, because those alone cost more than he could ever dream of.

He now seemed like a boy toy to a rich woman, but instead of a middle-aged divorcee, he had an super attractive hot girl he got to fuck first.

His current situation was so enviable that men everywhere would curse him for having all the luck in the world.