Chapter 9: The Maid's Quarters
Balthazar awoke with a start, his heart racing and his body slick with sweat. The dream had been vivid - a tangled web of lust and desire, with the baroness at its center.
He sat up slowly, his mind reeling. The baroness had been everything he'd imagined and more - her body soft and yielding beneath his touch, her cries of pleasure music to his ears.
But even as he replayed the scene in his mind, a new quest notification appeared before him:
Quest Update: Conquer the Maid
Progress: 0/10 ERO Points
Remaining: 10 ERO Points
Rewards: 20 ERO Points
Balthazar's eyes widened as he read the quest details. Conquer the Maid? He had seduced her once already, but it seemed that wasn't enough. He needed to take her completely, to make her his in every way.
A slow smile spread across his face. He knew exactly where to find her - in the maid's quarters, at the far end of the manor.
He swung his legs over the side of the bed, his heart pounding with anticipation. He knew that he would have to be careful - if anyone found out about his trysts with the maid, it could mean disaster for them both.
But he couldn't resist the allure of conquest, the thrill of having another woman fall under his spell.
He made his way through the manor, his footsteps silent on the marble floors. As he approached the maid's quarters, he could hear the sound of soft moans coming from within.
He slipped inside, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. And there she was - the maid, stretched out on the narrow bed, her body glistening with sweat.
"Eliza," he breathed, his eyes roaming over her curves. "I've come for you."
The maid looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "My lord? What are you doing here?"
Balthazar smiled, stalking closer to the bed. "Don't play coy with me, my dear. You know exactly why I'm here."
He reached out, trailing a finger along her thigh. The maid shivered, her legs falling open in invitation.
"Yes," she gasped, her head falling back. "Please, my lord. I need you."
Balthazar grinned, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts. He could feel the heat of her body, the way her nipples hardened beneath his touch.
"Patience, my pet," he purred, his lips trailing down to her throat. "I'll give you everything you've ever wanted - and more."
The maid moaned, her hips bucking against his touch. Balthazar took full advantage, his hands sliding down to her hips and pulling her flush against him.
He could feel the heat of her core through the fabric of her skirt, could smell the sweet scent of her arousal.
"Please," she whimpered, her hands sliding up to tug at his breeches. "I need you inside me, my lord. I need to feel you filling me up."
Balthazar groaned, his hips bucking against hers. He knew that he couldn't hold back any longer - he needed to take her, to claim her as his own.
With a swift motion, he pushed up her skirts and pulled down his breeches. The maid gasped as he entered her in one swift thrust, her body arching against his.
"Oh God," she cried, her head falling back. "Yes, my lord. Take me. Make me yours."
Balthazar smiled, his hips pistoning against hers. He could feel the tight heat of her core, the way her body molded to his like a second skin.
He knew that he was close - close to claiming his reward, close to finally conquering the maid.
And as he lost himself in her touch, he knew that this was just the beginning - the beginning of a new life, a new destiny.
A destiny of conquest and pleasure, of lust and desire.
And he couldn't wait to see where it would take him next.