Real Heiress: Flash Marriage With Boyfriend's Uncle - Chapter 355

Chapter 355: In your beast mode
Layla and Lucius lounged together in a steaming hot bath after the couple spa treatment, their bodies submerged in the soothing warmth of the water. The golden glow of candlelight flickered against the marble walls, casting a soft, romantic hue over the washroom of their suite.

Layla delicately swirled the champagne in her glass before bringing it to her lips, savoring the taste. With a sigh, she set the glass on the platform above, her gaze drifting toward the large window before them.

“The view is breathtaking from here,” she murmured. “The snow is still falling.”

Lucius, his arms resting along the edges of the tub, tilted his head slightly at her words before turning fully to look outside. Beyond the glass, the dark evening sky stretched infinitely, while delicate snowflakes drifted down like whispers of winter.

He tilted his head and looked at Layla’s serene expressions. Leaning closer, he placed a kiss on her shoulder. She tilted her head and met his blue gaze. “Do you have to say something?”

“No. I only wish to look at you as long as I can,” Lucius said, brushing away the few strands from her face. He leaned closer to her and kissed her upper lip. Their breaths fanned against each other as they spoke with their eyes.

Layla’s hands slid up to Lucius’s nape, fingers tangling in his hair as he pulled her closer, their lips moving in a fervent dance. Heat coiled between them as she found herself straddling his lap, her body molding against his.

Lucius trailed his mouth down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin before his tongue soothed the mark he left. He pressed open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, drawing a moan of his name from her lips.

“Lucius,” she whispered with desire, her body pressing against his as his hands roamed her curves. She matched his hunger, her own hands exploring him with equal fervor.

“Let’s go to the room,” he murmured against her lips.

Rising from the bathtub, he wrapped a plush robe around her shoulders, his fingers lingering as she secured the knot. He slipped into his own robe while his gaze never left hers.

Carrying her to the bedroom, Lucius gently laid her on the mattress, his mouth already seeking hers. His lips moved against hers with unrelenting hunger, his body hovering above her as his left hand cradled her neck.

His right hand trailed down on her thigh. The tips of his fingers grazed her thigh, leaving a trail of shivers in their wake. A soft gasp escaped her lips as he parted from her for just a second before diving back in—this time, his tongue sweeping into her mouth, claiming and savoring her.

She melted beneath him, her body arching as his hand inched higher, teasing the ache that yearned for his touch. Her lips, now swollen from his relentless kisses, parted in a breathless moan when his fingers found her most sensitive spot.

With a swift tug, his left hand loosened the knot of her robe, splaying his palm against her belly to keep her pressed against the mattress.

“Hah!” Layla gasped for air as he finally broke the kiss, but her arms remained wrapped around his neck, unwilling to let him go.

“What are you doing to me?” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “I’ve never felt like this before.”

“I think your desires grow stronger each time we make love,” Lucius murmured with a teasing grin while his warm breath brushed against her skin.

She barely had a moment to respond before a sharp gasp escaped her. “Ahh!” she cried out as his finger slid through her folds. Her grip on his neck faltered as pleasure pulsed through her.

Lucius took advantage of her vulnerability, lowering his lips to her neck, pressing soft, lingering kisses down her skin.

He trailed lower, his mouth pausing at her right breast, where his tongue flicked over the sensitive peak. At the same time, his fingers worked between her thighs, drawing another desperate moan and cry from her lips.

The night was long and Lucius had just began.

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The next morning, Layla woke up feeling sore. Her entire body was covered in red marks. There was not a single spot on her body that Lucius hadn’t explored or worshipped.

She shifted slowly, turning to her side, only to find Lucius sleeping peacefully beside her. A soft smile tugged at her lips as her gaze trailed over the hickeys decorating his neck and chest, the marks she had left on him.

Feeling warmth bloom in her chest, she closed her eyes and snuggled closer, letting the steady rise and fall of his breathing lull her back into slumber.

She only stirred awake when Lucius shifted beside her. The lingering sleepiness in her gaze disappeared the moment their eyes met.

“Lucius,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath as he pressed a soft kiss to the center of her forehead.

His hand found her hip, pulling her closer with a gentle squeeze.

“Morning, my darling wife,” he murmured, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

“Morning,” Layla replied with a soft smile before pressing a lingering kiss to his lips. “I just want to stay in bed all day.”

Lucius chuckled, brushing his fingers down her spine. “Alright,” he agreed easily, but his gaze turned slightly concerned. “But… was I too harsh?”

Layla’s cheeks warmed as she recalled the intensity of the night before. She lowered her voice, whispering, “Umm… you were definitely in your beast mode.” She bit her lower lip, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “And I liked it.”

Lucius groaned, his grip on her hip tightening slightly. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, brushing his nose against hers. “I just couldn’t stop when you kept begging for more. I need to keep myself in check.”

Layla laughed softly, trailing a finger down his chest. “Maybe,” she teased with a playful smile. “But I wouldn’t mind if you lost control again.”

“I can’t believe you sometimes,” Lucius muttered with a grin. He rained soft kisses on her face while her giggles echoed in the bedroom.