Elara
I was dangerously hooked after the second night I had with Lucian. My real world felt like a faded photograph. I moved through my workday like a ghost, smiling at patrons while my mind replayed every moan Lucian had pulled from me our previous night.
I’ve never craved midnights more than I do now.
I started arriving at the library earlier each evening, making excuses to be alone.
My body was already tingling with need long before midnight arrived.
Tonight, I need a novel more intense than last night. I need him to f**k me deeper.
It’s midnight. The hidden section called to me as usual. I’m already addicted so I don’t want to back off.
When Lucian appeared, he was kind of different today.
There was something deeper and more possessive in his touch, his voice carrying a deeper dominance that made my knees weak before he even laid a hand on me.
“It’s our third night, Lucian. I want to feel everything.”
“You’re mine tonight, Elara,” he growled against my lips. “ Now choose a darker book, let’s make this deeper than you can ever imagine.”
I picked Silken Chains. It had more raw hard deep s*x and scenes than just mere touches.
Exactly what I needed. My hands shook with excitement as I opened it.
The moment I began reading aloud, the magic responded fiercely.
I felt Invisible silk bindings wrapped around my wrists pulling them behind my back. Lucian bent me forward to the edge of an old oak desk.
I fell completely at his mercy as he pushed my skirt up around my waist.
His first phantom touches teased my inner thighs. “Mmm…” I moaned. Lucian stood behind me. “Keep reading,” he commanded.
I tried, but my voice broke instantly when his mouth slid through my soaked p***y. He circled my c**t with perfect pressure, then pushed two thick fingers deep inside me, curling them just right.
“Mmm… f**k me harder, Lucian!” I whimpered, tugging uselessly at the magical bonds. The wet, slick sounds of his hands pumping in and out of my c**t filled the quiet library aisles.
He dropped to his knees and replaced his fingers with his mouth, licking and sucking my c**t with filthy hunger.
“Ouuuu… oh yes.” I screamed while his phantom hands roamed over my breasts, pinching my n*****s hard.
Gosh.
I cried out, my legs tremblled violently. “Ahhh! Yes… oh god, don’t stop!” My moans grew louder, echoing between the shelves as he devoured me.
He brought me right to the edge, then slowed down, edging me mercilessly until I was sobbing with frustration.
“Please… I need you to f**k like you’ve never had,” I begged him desperately. “f**k me, Lucian. Please.”
He stood up, freed his thick hard c**k, and thrust into me, burying himself into my p***y.
“Oh yess!… ahhhhh!” I screamed in pleasure as he stretched me completely. The sensation of his c**k hitting the perfect spot sent jolts of pleasure to my whole body. I was overwhelmed.
“Please f**k me harder! I’m all yours.” I screamed.
“Since it’s what you demand, take it all,” he growled as he started f*****g me hard.
I felt deep strokes that made the desk creak beneath us.
Our wet skin slapped loudly against every thrust. I was filled with so much sweat but he wasn’t at all.
He cupped my bouncy breasts with his invisible hands.
“Ouuu!”
I bit my lips harder as I felt the tip of his index fingers around my n*****s while his c**k was still inside me. I enjoyed being his s*x toy that I didn’t want him to stop.
“Yes! Harder… mmm… f**k me exactly like that!” I moaned uncontrollably, completely lost in the feeling of him pounding into me.
Lucian reached around to rub my c**t while he f****d me deeper. My c*m release filled his c**k.
He leaned over me and whispered, “I’ve been trapped here for centuries, Elara. Bound to these books forever. You’re the first soul who’s made me feel truly alive.”
Lucian was just a fantasy to me. He satisfies my pleasures.
But the truth remains that I don’t love him.
Reading erotic novels wasn’t my only solution, I wanted to feel it. I wanted to feel the s*x itself.
There was real loneliness and pain behind his dominance. It made me want him even more.
He f****d me while I rode him desperately, his wrists bound behind my back while he bounced on his c**k on my clenched p***y.
The library clock began chiming.
It’s 12:55 am.
That was fast. We have five minutes to round up.
The golden glow around us started to fade quicker than ever before.
The magic bond began to disappear slowly, but I was still on Lucian’s c**k trembling. I felt a deep pull wrap around my chest like invisible chains trying to trap me in the book.
The voice whispered in my chest that I belonged here.
I tried to pull out but I couldn’t.
“Elara… you have to go now,” Lucian said, but his arms tightened around me. His c**k was still deep inside, throbbing and tempting me to stay.
The pleasure haze made my body scream to remain in this perfect, endless ecstasy with him. The clock chimes hit louder in my ears each second.
I felt like the whole library tried to swallow me. My life has always been empty and lonely, but after Lucian came to my life, it has never remained the same.
Just Lucian and I endless nights of being f****d.
I started feeling the seductive promise of never having to leave this pleasure again. I was teetering on the edge, moaning softly even as fear gripped me. “I… I don’t know if I can…”
The glow dimmed dramatically.
“Run, Elara! Fight it!” Lucian disappeared, but his voice echoed round the library.
I stumbled toward the threshold on shaky legs, thick c*m dripping down my thighs.
I crossed the boundary just as the final chime rang out.
The hidden section vanished behind me with a sorrowful sigh, leaving me collapsed against a normal shelf. I gasped for air.
my body still buzzed while my mind spinned with fear.
Luckily, I escaped from being trapped into that book.
I was almost stuck. But deeply, the most terrifying part was how badly a deep, secret piece of me still wished I had never pulled out.