Family system - Chapter 225

Selene felt like she was drowning.

Not in fear. Not in doubt.

But in him.

Jack’s presence consumed her, wrapped around her like a force she couldn’t—didn’t want to—escape. His body pressed against hers, every inch of his strength, his warmth, his undeniable dominance making her pulse pound in her ears.

He kissed her like he had all the time in the world, enjoying every second of her unraveling. And she was unraveling. Completely. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

Her hands clung to him, fisting the fabric of his shirt as if she could pull him closer, deeper, more.

His touch was slow and deliberate, teasing and exploring, tracing every dip and curve as he memorized her. He didn’t rush, didn’t demand—he simply took his time breaking down every defense she had left.

Selene had never felt like this before.

She had fought battles. She had slain monsters. She had faced death more times than she could count.

But Jack?

Jack made her feel like she was completely at his mercy.

And she loved it.

His lips moved from her mouth, trailing down to the hollow of her throat, where he lingered, smirking against her skin as she shuddered.

“You’ve been holding back for so long,” he murmured, his voice rich with amusement. “Tell me, Selene—how does it feel to give in finally?”

Selene bit her lip, her pride warring with the overwhelming heat consuming her.

Jack chuckled against her skin. “Still stubborn, hmm?” His hands gripped her waist, fingers pressing in just enough to make her breath hitch.

She squeezed her eyes shut.

Damn him.

Damn, his voice, his hands, his everything.

Jack could see right through her. He knew. He had always known.

And he was enjoying every second of watching her fall apart.

Selene hated it.

Selene loved it.

She opened her eyes, meeting his gaze—smoldering, confident, waiting.

And then, she surrendered.

No more fighting. No more pretending.

Just him.

Selene let out a breath, her voice barely above a whisper.

“…It feels like I should have done this long ago.”

Jack’s grin deepened.

“Good girl,” he murmured before capturing her lips in another devastating kiss.

That night changed everything.

Selene had worshiped him before. She had devoted herself to his cause and followed his word-like gospel.

But now?

Now, she was his.

Heart, body, and soul.

Jack had shattered every last wall she had built, stripped her down to her very core, and in the aftermath, she didn’t regret a single second of it.

She had tasted paradise, and there was no turning back.

She would drop everything for him.

Fight for him.

Die for him.

Because Jack wasn’t just her god anymore.

He was her everything.

“Is there anything you want as a reward?” She looked up at me, and her eyes changed; they went from loving and protective to obsessive and lustful. Smiling at her, I waited for her to say what she wanted.

“I want to have master fuck me. I want to have you deep inside of me, master.” I was walking before her, saying she had to look at me. She looks up, and our lips connect. We began kissing slowly at first, but then harder and faster. She became more greedy and stuck her tongue deep inside my mouth. I let her stand up, and we began to caress each other’s bodies.

I first went over her breasts and let one hand stay there. The other hand went down to her ass and gave it a good squeeze. She was at first clinging to his neck, but when she felt him squeezing her ass, she began to go down to his pants. She dropped his pants, and his rod came out. She stopped kissing to look down and smiled when she looked up.

They began kissing again, and she began to stroke his dick slowly. After a minute, she went on her knees again and started sucking it like they were meeting again for the first time.

She had finally found what she had imagined for so long. Finally, she gets her reward. It felt surreal for her, and she was in paradise.

She kept sucking him off, and he put his hands on her head to push and pull whenever he wanted. She let him do that because it turned her on.

He came after a couple of minutes of her sucking, and when he did, they both enjoyed the bliss that followed. When she swallowed everything, she stood up and made him follow her to the bed.

She undressed herself on the way, and when they arrived, she was already completely naked. She laid herself on her back and opened her legs in the air to let him see that she wanted him inside of her. He let her wait a bit longer and went on his knees.

When she saw that, she was a bit confused, but when he began licking her pussy she directly moaned because it was so unexpected. She whined a bit about not getting his dick but, after a moment, let out moans to let him see that she was still enjoying it.

He was licking her and sucking on her clit. He also began fingering her, and she came directly when he put his fingers in. When she came, a stream of her juice came out of her pussy and directly into his mouth, and when he tasted it, he drank it.

It was like a sweet juice. And because of the special blessing in his cult, there wasn’t anything dirty about that juice. He stood up and positioned his dick in front of her vagina and pushed it in. slowly pushing it, and when he felt a barrier, he directly penetrated it, and she moaned in pleasure.

He, too, moaned because her virgin pussy was so tight I was tighter than any pussy he got, and he loved the feeling. He began thrusting his hips back and forth, and Selene just lay there moaning and welcoming her inside of her.

They kept going for about ten minutes, and when he was about to cum, he said that, and she asked to do it inside of her. She locked his body with her legs, so he was forced to do it inside of her, not that he was against it.

He kept ramming it inside of her and went faster the closer he came to cumming. When the time finally came, he came when he was at the deepest part inside of her. That unvisited place suddenly received a guest and a lot of white liquid to keep in company.

But just like any other, one time wasn’t enough for Selene, so she opened her legs again and asked for one more time.

It is safe to say that they went for the rest of the day, not just once.

The first thing Selene felt was warmth.

Not just the lingering heat from the night before but his comforting, grounding warmth.

Jack.

Her god.

Her master.

She stirred, her body aching in the best possible way, every inch of her marked, claimed, ruined in the most exquisite sense. A slow, satisfied smile curled on her lips as she shifted, her skin brushing against his under the sheets.

She didn’t regret it. Not a single second.

If anything, the night had confirmed what she had always known deep down— she belonged to him. Not just in devotion, not just in worship, but in every way that mattered.

Selene opened her eyes, adjusting to the dim light filtering into the room. Jack was already awake, propped up on one elbow, his gaze lazy, amused, and utterly self-assured.

“Morning,” he murmured, his voice rich and teasing.

Selene felt her cheeks burn; memories of the night flashed vividly. She had given in completely, not just in body but in soul. And yet, despite how wrecked she felt, she still wanted more.

“Good morning… Master,” she said softly, testing the word on her lips.

Jack’s smirk widened. “Oh? So formal now?”

Selene bit her lip, shifting slightly under his gaze, feeling utterly exposed despite the fact that they had tangled all night together.

Jack leaned in, brushing a kiss against her temple, unrushed, knowing. “I like the way you say that,” he mused, his fingers trailing lazily down her spine, making her shiver.

Selene turned to face him, her blue eyes glowing with a newfound intensity. Before, her devotion had been **fierce, unwavering, passionate—**but now?

Now, it was absolute.

She lifted a hand to his chest, fingertips tracing over the sculpted muscles as she murmured, “I meant every word I said last night.”

Jack arched an eyebrow. “You’re going to have to be more specific.”

Selene narrowed her eyes at his obvious enjoyment of her flustered state but didn’t falter.

“I’ll drop everything for you,” she whispered. “I’ll fight for you. Kill for you. Die for you.” Her fingers curled against his skin. “I was already yours before, but now…”

Jack chuckled, his grip tightening around her waist, pulling her against him effortlessly. “Now?”

She smiled, breathless, feverish, in awe of him.

“Now, I exist for you alone.”

Jack studied her briefly, eyes dark with something undeniable, possessive yet amused.

“Good,” he murmured, capturing her lips in a slow, utterly consuming kiss.

A kiss that told her he accepted.

A kiss that told her she was his.

Forever.