Chapter 53: Between Trust and Thighs (R18)
Lilian lay back, her legs still parted from before, breathing heavy. Corven stayed above her, one hand braced on the mattress, the other still resting on her hip.
Her camisole was bunched at her waist now. She hadn’t bothered to pull it back up. Her breasts were fully exposed, nipples hard and flushed. She didn’t try to cover herself. If anything, she was watching him—like she wasn’t sure if he’d go for her throat or her thighs next.
Corven smirked a little. "You always kiss guys right after waking up in strange beds, or is this a vampire thing?"
Lilian raised an eyebrow. "You’re at fault for being such a smooth talker."
"Technically, you could have resisted it."
"Technically, I’m your progeny, I’m far more susceptible."
He rolled his eyes, biting back a laugh. "Right. My bad."
Corven leaned back just a little, taking in the view. She was gorgeous, no question, but that wasn’t what kept his attention. It was how unguarded she was now—watching him without fear, chest rising and falling fast, like she wasn’t sure whether to stay relaxed or brace for whatever came next.
"You sure you’re up for this?" he asked, thumb brushing along her thigh, just above the knee.
She didn’t flinch. "You’re not gonna break me."
"Didn’t say I would." His tone stayed casual, but his hand started moving again—upward, slow. "I just like hearing the yes before I keep going."
A pause. Then—