Chapter 8: The Baroness's Chambers (Cont'd)
Balthazar pulled the baroness closer, his hands roaming over her curves. He could feel the heat of her body, the way her breasts strained against the fabric of her gown.
"Mother," he purred, his lips brushing against her ear. "I want you. I've wanted you for so long."
The baroness shivered, her eyes fluttering closed. "Balthazar, this is madness. We can't..."
But even as she spoke, her hands were sliding up his chest, her fingers curling into his tunic. Balthazar could see the desire flickering in her eyes, the way her body betrayed her true feelings.
"Shh," he whispered, his hand sliding up to cup her breast. "Don't fight it. Let yourself go, Mother. Let yourself feel what you've been denying for so long."
The baroness let out a soft moan, her head falling back. Balthazar took advantage of the moment, leaning down to press his lips against her throat. He could feel her pulse hammering beneath his touch, could smell the sweet scent of her perfume.
His hands slid down to her hips, pulling her flush against him. He could feel the heat of her body through her gown, could feel the way she trembled against him.
"Balthazar," she gasped, her hands fisting in his hair. "We shouldn't... it's not right..."
But even as she spoke, she was pressing herself closer, her body molding to his like a second skin.
Balthazar chuckled softly, his lips trailing down to the neckline of her gown. "Right or wrong, Mother, this is what we both want. Can't you feel it?"
He nipped at the soft flesh of her cleavage, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts. The baroness arched into his touch, her head falling back with a moan.
"Yes," she hissed, her fingers tangling in his hair. "God, yes."
Balthazar smiled against her skin, his hands sliding down to the hem of her gown. He tugged at the fabric, pulling it up inch by inch until it bunched around her waist.
The baroness gasped as the cool air hit her bare skin, her legs trembling slightly. Balthazar took a moment to admire the sight before him - the creamy expanse of her thighs, the tantalizing glimpse of her lacy undergarments.
"Beautiful," he murmured, his hands sliding up to cup her ass. "Absolutely beautiful."
The baroness whimpered, her hips bucking against his touch. "Please," she begged, her eyes dark with desire. "Please, Balthazar..."
Balthazar grinned, knowing that he had her right where he wanted her. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against hers.
"Patience, Mother," he whispered, his hand sliding up to cup her breast. "We have all night."
And with that, he captured her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into the sweet recesses of her mouth.
The baroness moaned into the kiss, her body melting against his. Balthazar could feel the heat of her arousal through his breeches, could smell the sweet scent of her desire.
He knew that he had her right where he wanted her - and he fully intended to take his time, to savor every moment of their forbidden tryst.
Quest Update: Seduce the Baroness
Progress: 9/10 ERO Points
Remaining: 1 ERO Point
Rewards: 15 ERO Points
Balthazar grinned as he saw the progress bar ticking closer to completion. Just one more point and he would have earned his reward - and judging by the way the baroness was writhing against him, he had a feeling he knew exactly how to get it.
He slid his hands down to her hips, lifting her effortlessly and carrying her over to the bed. The baroness gasped as she landed on the soft mattress, her eyes widening as she looked up at him.
"Balthazar," she breathed, her chest heaving with desire. "What are you doing?"
Balthazar smiled down at her, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Taking what's mine," he said softly, his hands sliding up her thighs. "And what I want is you."
The baroness shuddered, her legs falling open in invitation. Balthazar took full advantage, settling himself between her thighs and pressing his hips against hers.
"Please," she whimpered, her hands sliding down to tug at his breeches. "I need you, Balthazar. I need to feel you inside me."
Balthazar groaned, his hips bucking against hers. He could feel the heat of her core through the fabric of his breeches, could smell the sweet scent of her arousal.
"Patience, Mother," he purred, his lips trailing down to her throat. "I'll give you everything you've ever wanted - and more."
With that, he captured her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into the sweet recesses of her mouth. The baroness moaned into the kiss, her body arching against his.
And as he lost himself in her touch, Balthazar knew that this was just the beginning - the beginning of a new life, a new destiny.
And he couldn't wait to see where it would take him next.