Moonlit Legacy/C10 Chapter 10: More Unexpected Encounters
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C10 Chapter 10: More Unexpected Encounters

Enora had sought refuge in the anonymity of the gym’s self-defence class, hoping that the physical exertion would provide a temporary escape from the emotional turmoil that had consumed her since the events of the night of the event. Several days had passed, but she couldn’t get over the fact that she had let herself go like that. It was so unlike her!

Enora felt embarrassed at what she did and what she let Lucas and Sebastian do to her. The attraction she felt towards both was strong, but still, it wasn’t in her personality to get off in public, with two men nonetheless!

Shaking the thoughts off, she moved through the motions with determination, the repetitive drills offering a momentary reprieve from the whirlwind of conflicting emotions raging within her. She had gone out of her way to find a class that wasn’t taught by Lucas, in order to avoid seeing him.

As she sparred with her partner, Enora found herself channeling her frustrations into each strike, the rhythmic movements helping to clear her mind even as her thoughts continued to drift back to the passionate encounter she shared with Sebastian and Lucas. She couldn’t shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at her insides, the memory of her uninhibited desires leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable. Two emotions she wasn’t fond of feeling.

Unbeknownst to her, Lucas had caught wind of her attendance at the class, and had been waiting for her to finish, not amused that she apparently had ditched the class he taught for this one. Though Lucas was the one who hired the teacher, he considered it to be way too easy. This made him even angrier, because it seemed that Enora was not that concerned about her safety and that she would go easy on herself.

When Enora emerged from the gym, she found him leaning against the wall in the hallway, his expression dark and brooding as he watched her approach. Enora was trying to ignore him, and to walk past, but Lucas grabbed her wrist and tugged her to him.

Enora.”, he called out, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. “We need to talk.”

Enora’s heart skipped a beat at the intensity of his gaze, her stomach churning with apprehension as she braced herself for the conversation she didn’t want to have. “No, I have nothing to say to you.”, she said as confidently as she could manage, pulled her wrist from his grip and continued walking to the changing rooms. But Lucas wasn’t about to let her go that easily. With a growl of frustration, he reached out and grabbed her arm, his grip firm and unyielding as he pulled her towards him. Enora’s heart pounded in her chest as she found herself pinned against the wall, her breath catching in her throat as she gazed up at him with wide, fearful eyes.

“Enora.”, Lucas said, his voice low and dangerous as he leaned in closer to her. “You can’t keep avoiding me like this. We need to talk.”

Enora’s stomach churned with apprehension as she struggled to get out of his grip. “I-I don’t know what you want me to say.”, she stammered, her voice trembling with fear. Lucas was blinded by his anger and lust for her body as his hands roamed over her body. Despite feeling desire at his actions, she wanted to get away from him, scared of what she might do if he continued.

“Lucas, please.”, she pleaded, her voice trembling as she attempted to push him away. “I-I can’t do this.”

But Lucas’ grip only tightened, his eyes flashing with frustration as he struggled to contain the overwhelming surge of emotions that threatened to consume him. “Enora.”, he growled, his voice low and dangerous as he dragged her towards an empty room nearby. “Stop fighting me.”

Lucas wasn’t about to let her go that easily. With a growl of frustration, he reached out and grabbed her other arm, his grip firm and unyielding as he held both wrists behind her back. Enora trembled as she found herself pinned against the wall; her cheek pushed against the cold stone.

“Enora”, Lucas said, his voice low and dangerous as he leaned in closer to her. “You can’t keep avoiding me like this.”

Enora tried to break her hands free from his grip but failed to succeed. “Lucas, please.”, she whispered, gazing up at him with wide, pleading eyes.

But Lucas seemed oblivious to her pleas, his gaze dark and intense as he leaned in closer to her, his lips brushing against her ear in a seductive whisper that sent a shiver down her spine. “Enora.”, he murmured, his voice husky with desire. “You know you want this.”, he said as he pushed his erect cock against her back.

Enora sobbed softly. “I-I’m sorry.”, she stammered, her voice trembling with fear. “I-I’m sorry if I disappointed you.”, she pleaded.

Despite her attempts to apologize and reason with him, Lucas seemed consumed by his own desires, his grip unyielding as he pressed his body against hers, pinning her against the wall with an intensity that left her breathless. He pulled the band out of her hair, and wrapped her long, chestnut hair around his fist.

“Lucas, please.”, Enora begged, her voice trembling as she struggled against his hold. “I can’t do this. I can’t…”

But her words trailed off into a choked sob, as Lucas pulled harshly on her hair, making her head tilt backwards. He pressed his lips against hers, his kiss fierce and demanding as he silenced her protests with a desperate hunger that sent a jolt of arousal coursing through her veins.

Enora felt herself succumbing to the overpowering force of his touch, her body betraying her with every caress and every kiss, how ever hard she was trying to resist Lucas.

“I need you, Enora.”, Lucas whispered against her lips, his voice thick with desire as he trailed his fingers underneath the waistband of her shorts. “Now I had a taste, I can’t stand being without you.”

Enora’s heart ached at the desperation in his voice, her own desires warring with her fears as she struggled to make sense of the tumultuous emotions raging within her.

“You’re scaring me, Lucas.”, she whispered, gazing up at him with tear-filled eyes. “I don’t know how to handle this…” But before she could finish her sentence, Lucas cut her off with a fierce kiss, his lips capturing hers in a searing embrace that left her breathless and wanting more.

“Shh.”, he murmured against her lips, his hands trailing down her body with a possessive urgency that sent shivers of pleasure down her spine to the apex of her thighs. “I’ll take care of you, Enora.”

With a low growl of desire, Lucas swept her up into his arms and carried her onto the table in the room. His movements were swift and purposeful as he pushed her down on top of it with a gentle urgency that left her breathless.

Enora’s pulse raced with anticipation as she watched him through hooded eyes, her body trembling with a mixture of fear and desire as he loomed over her with a primal hunger that set her ablaze with need. Lucas’ touch was electrifying as he trailed his fingertips along the curves of her body, sending waves of anticipation rippling through her. Enora’s breath hitched as he leaned down, his lips brushing against her neck with a feather-light touch that made her shiver, as he crawled over her.

“Lucas.”, she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, “People can see… People can enter…”

But Lucas silenced her with a heated kiss, his lips claiming hers in a passionate embrace that left her gasping for air. Enora melted against him, her body yielding to the irresistible pull of desire as he deepened the kiss, his tongue tracing the outline of her lips with a tantalizing fervor.

Knowing what he was doing, he began to pull down her waistband of her shorts. She squirmed under his touch and Lucas took advantage of that when he peeled the shorts of her body. Lucas groaned when he spotted her damp panties. Needing more, he began to pull down her panties, but Enora struggled against him. Lucas tapped her on the side of her ass harshly, bordering on a spank.

Enora shrieked in surprise and lifted her ass instinctively. That enabled Lucas to pull her panties down. He smelled them when he had them in his hands and sighed deeply. “So sweet.”, he groaned.

Lucas trailed kisses along her jawline, his hands moved lower, caressing the curves of her hips with a reverent touch that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her veins. Enora’s breath caught in her throat as he teased her, his fingers tracing patterns along her inner thighs with a maddening slowness that left her trembling with need.

“Please.”, she begged him, which made Lucas chuckle.

He responded with a low growl of hunger as he lowered himself between her legs. Enora tried to push him away out of embarrassment that Lucas was about to touch her intimate parts, but all Lucas did was grab her hands firmly, and continue with what he had planned. His breath was hot against her skin as he trailed kisses along her inner thighs. Enora lost all sensible thoughts as she felt his lips brush against her most intimate parts, sending a surge of pleasure coursing through her veins.

With a gentle yet insistent touch, Lucas parted her folds, his tongue tracing delicate patterns along her sensitive flesh. Enora’s breath caught in her throat as she felt him explore her with a thoroughness that left her gasping for air, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her body. With each flick of his tongue, Lucas pushed her closer and closer to the brink. Her body arched against his touch, her hands grabbing his head as she surrendered herself to the overwhelming sensations that consumed her. And then, with a flick of his tongue against her clit, he sent her spiraling over the edge, her entire body convulsing with pleasure as she reached the pinnacle of ecstasy.

Enora cried out his name as she rode the waves of pleasure, her body trembling with the force of her release.

Lucas came up and pulled her off the table and kissed her so that Enora would taste herself.

“See? You needed a release.”, Lucas smirked.

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