My Wives are Beautiful Demons - Chapter 254

Chapter 254: Irresistible Mother-in-Law I (R-18)
Vergil watched as Raphaeline moved away with graceful steps, her silhouette outlined by the soft light in the room. The sliding door to the adjoining room was slightly ajar, allowing a light steam to escape, highlighting the presence of the Jacuzzi.

She stopped in the doorway, turning to face him with a mischievous smile.

“There’s a Jacuzzi here. I think it would be a waste not to use it, don’t you?” Her tone was casual, but her eyes sparkled with a subtle challenge.

Vergil remained where he was for a moment, watching her with an indecipherable gaze. He took a deep breath before finally following her, his firm footsteps echoing across the wooden floor of the room.

As he crossed the threshold, he was greeted by a room faintly lit by recessed lights and candles strategically placed around the large whirlpool bath. The water bubbled gently, creating small waves that reflected the cozy lighting. The scent of aromatic oils hung in the air, adding an extra layer of relaxation to the atmosphere.

Raphaeline stopped beside the bathtub, sliding her fingers across the surface of the hot water before turning to him again. Without looking away, her hands slowly began to undo the loop of the obi that held her kimono in place.

Vergil remained motionless, his eyes following every movement.

With a delicate tug, the fabric loosened around her waist, gradually slipping down her shoulders, revealing the smooth, pale skin of her lap. The kimono slid like silk down her arms, exposing the elegant curve of her collarbone and the softness of her bare shoulders.

The garment continued its slow, natural descent, revealing the delicate outline of her waist and the gentle curve of her back.

Her breathing seemed calm, but Vergil noticed the slight hesitation in her movements, as if she was too aware of his gaze on her.

She kept her composure, letting the kimono slide off her hips, falling in a graceful heap around her feet. In the golden light of the room, her skin seemed to glow softly, the warm tones of the candles caressing every elegant line of her body.

She looked up at him, her lilac eyes displaying a mixture of expectation and provocation.

“Are you just going to watch?” Her voice was low, almost a whisper as she revealed her completely naked body to him.

Vergil’s eyes locked on hers for a long moment before slowly moving down her body.

He admired every curve and line, from the softness of her neck to the way her breasts rose, with pink nipples that seemed to wait for his touch.

Her waist was thin, framing the curve of her hips and the perfection of her thighs. Her skin looked soft and inviting, glowing in the warm candlelight.

Vergil inhaled slowly, his intense gaze fixed on her. He didn’t answer immediately, just observed every detail – the damp sheen on her skin from the steam, the way the dark strands of her hair fell over her shoulders, the slight curve of a smile on her lips.

For a moment, he wondered when exactly he had given in completely to her game. Maybe it was the moment she took his hand and dragged him to that ramen stand and found out about her not eating ramen. Or maybe it was before that, when he realized that he no longer cared that he had been blackmailed into that date.

He finally stepped forward, his eyes never leaving hers.

“You were really determined to get here, weren’t you?” His tone was low, laden with something he didn’t bother to hide.

Raphaeline smiled, biting her lip lightly before turning to the bathtub and sliding into the hot water, her body disappearing under the waves stirred up by the whirlpool.

“Maybe.” She murmured, closing her eyes as she settled in. “But what about you, Vergil? Now that we’re here… what are you going to do?”

Vergil remained where he was for a moment, watching her relax in the water.

Then, with a final sigh, he slowly began to unbutton his own jacket, his eyes still fixed on hers.

He let the garment slide off his shoulders, falling to the ground with a dull thud. The sweater he wore underneath came next, revealing the defined outline of his pectoral muscles. He didn’t hurry, wanting to prolong the moment.

With calculated movements, he began to undo the belt that held his pants up. The fabric slid down his legs, revealing his strong, defined legs. He kicked the pants aside, leaving on only his black briefs.

Raphaeline held her breath at the sight of his body. He was more than she had imagined – every muscle well defined, from his abs to his broad shoulders. His skin was pale, dotted with freckles in places, and she had a mad urge to trace each one with her fingers.

He must have noticed her gaze, because one corner of his mouth lifted in a teasing smile. In one fluid movement, he pulled off his underwear, revealing his entire body. She couldn’t help but let out an audible sigh. He was impressive.

For a moment, she thought he was going to dive into the water with her, but instead he walked to the edge of the tub, stopping right in front of her. She had to tilt her head back to look at him, his position in the water putting her at a disadvantage.

“Like what you see?” His voice was low, husky, full of promise.

Raphaeline swallowed, trying to find the words. “Yes.” she managed to say. “Very much.”

He reached out, tracing a finger down her cheek, down her neck to between her breasts. “Then why don’t you see what else I can do to please you?”

Before she could answer, he leaned forward, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. She moaned against his mouth, her arms wrapping around his neck. He pulled her closer, his warm body pressed against hers underwater.

When he pulled away, they were both panting. “Get in the water.” she whispered, her eyes dark with desire.

Without hesitation, he stood up and stepped into the tub, stopping at the edge to come face to face with her. The water bubbled around them, soothing their bodies.

“Now what?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. She didn’t answer, she didn’t even know if she could answer something like that, her face was completely flushed.

Seeing her indecision, Vergil pulled her to him, his hands sliding over the curves of her body. He kissed her again, more intensely this time, his tongue plunging deep into her mouth. She held him tightly, returning the kiss with the same fervor.

His hands roamed her back, pressing her against him. She could feel every hard, warm inch of him pressed against her wet body. It was an incredible sensation.

He began to move, guiding her to the edge of the tub. She didn’t resist, letting him take her wherever he wanted. He laid her carefully on the edge, her head hanging out of the water.

“Eyes on me.” he commanded, and she readily obeyed, her eyes meeting his. He was above her now, his large, muscular body blocking anything else from her view.

“Good girl.” he murmured, lowering his head to kiss her neck. His hands roamed her body, caressing every inch of exposed skin. She arched under his touch, feeling waves of pleasure running down her spine.

“Mnnn~” When his lips reached her breasts, she almost screamed.

He took one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard before moving on to the other. His fingers rolled and pinched what was free, sending electric discharges through her body.

His touch became bolder from then on, exploring places that left her breathless and trembling.

She found herself lost in a haze of sensations, unable to do anything but surrender to his touch.

“AHHH!!!~~” When he finally slid a finger inside her, she almost fainted with pleasure.

He stroked and teased her until she was on the verge of orgasm, then stopped, leaving her wanting more.

“Please.” she begged, her voice hoarse and trembling. “I need you.”

He smiled mischievously, sliding another finger inside her. “Whatever you need.”

He continued his slow, steady rhythm, keeping her on the edge of the abyss until she could take no more. With a loud moan, she came around his fingers, her whole body shuddering with the force of her climax.

When it was over, she could barely move. Her body was relaxed and languid, totally satisfied. But Vergil wasn’t finished with her yet.

He removed his fingers and brought them to her lips. “Clean.” he ordered, and she obeyed without question, licking and sucking his fingers until they were clean.

“You’re very docile.” he murmured again, kissing her deeply to taste his own taste on her lips. Then he lifted her up and put her back in the water, positioning himself between her legs.

Raphaeline gasped as Vergil put her back in the hot water, her legs instinctively opening for him. He stood between her thighs, his large, muscular body making her feel tiny and delicate in comparison.

She could feel his thick member rubbing against her entrance, sending sparks of pleasure down her spine

“I’m not docile.” she whispered, challenging him with her eyes. “I just like you like that.”

He smiled mischievously, stroking the inside of her thigh with his fingertips. “I know. That’s what makes it all the more fun.”

Then he was moving, slowly entering her.

Raphaeline shuddered with pleasure as she felt Vergil moving slowly into her.

Her pussy throbbed with anticipation, her lips soft and soaked with desire. She could feel every inch of him entering her, his thick cock making its way through her tight channel.

“Oh, Vergil.” she moaned, clutching his shoulders as he penetrated her completely. “You’re so big.”

He smiled, leaning down to kiss her neck. “And you’re so tight.” he murmured against her skin. “It’s as if you were tailor-made for me.”