PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

Chapter 683 Dark Passion (2) (R-18)

(Third person POV).

Panting breath, misty eyes, and smooth skin covered in a fine sheen of sweat, few things could be as alluring in a woman, especially one as attractive as Revna. Desmond had thought that after everything he had been through recently, it would be difficult for him to become intimate with a woman, even if that woman turned out to be Claire, Sasha, Revna, or Cecilia. Still, now he realized how wrong he had been.

There wasn't a single part of Desmond that didn't want Revna right now, but to his surprise, he was unable to take the initiative. As soon as Desmond saw Revna recover from her orgasm and tried to do something, he faced a minor mishap in the form of a series of shadow ligatures that kept him sitting still.

Desmond immediately raised an eyebrow at the restraint, not having expected this kind of move from anyone, least of all Revna, but he didn't try to break free. Despite the unexpected, Desmond could see and feel the lust Revna was directing at him, so he decided to just go with the flow and indulge her, even if he didn't like taking a less dominant role in this kind of scenario.

Not taking her eyes off Desmond for a second, Revna straightened her black lingerie set that had been pushed aside by Desmond earlier. Although he was used to Claire wearing lingerie most of the time and Sasha occasionally, Desmond still had to admit that Revna looked incredibly seductive at the moment.

Even with the lingerie on, it was easy to see the aftermath of the intimacy Desmond and Revna had had thus far. From a pair of wet panties to a pair of firmly erect buds pressing against her bra cup, Desmond had managed to stimulate and fuel Revna's passion and desire in a big way.

Not wanting to make Desmond who never stopped looking at her wait, Revna knelt in front of him, and with a look full of sinful seduction she murmured. "Master, please let me please you."

Complete submission, and an almost fanatical adoration for his master, that kind of temptation was hard to resist, there was a pleasure in domination after all. However, Desmond had a very serious look on his face as he looked at Revna. "Don't call me Master. Not when we're alone, not when you want to show me either your love or your devotion. If you want to love and please me, I won't be the one to forbid it, but I won't let you pervert it into something dark and twisted where there is only pleasure, dominance, and submission."

For a moment the atmosphere went dark, there was a clear hint of surprise and conflict on Revna's face. Unbeknownst to Revna, her obsession, darkness, and trauma all caused her to lose control of her actions.

Ironically, to Desmond's exasperation, Revna's whirlwind of adoration for him only intensified. His only consolation was that at least it was visible that there were fewer misguided motivations and more genuine feelings behind Revna's next actions, though that won't change one bit how crazy she had become with love.

"Desmond, do I deserve to be loved?" Revna said, her voice quavering betraying the enormous longing for a certain answer.

Desmond returned a single word loaded with immense tenderness to Revna. "Yes."

Almost instantly, all the darkness that was still deep within Revna melted away as her heart filled with the sweetest contentment. Looking like a completely different woman than she had been a few minutes ago, Revna undid the shadow restraints that held Desmond down.

Filled with expectation and lust, Revna leaned back against the pillows on the floor and gazed up at Desmond with her blue eyes extending a sinful invitation. As if she believed that her intentions had not been made clear enough, Revna bound herself with shadows, keeping her hands together above her head and her legs apart as if waiting for someone to step between them.

Seeing the work of art full of sensuality and a hint of masochism below him, Desmond could not help but swallow hard and appreciate this tremendous temptation that had been placed in front of him.

"Desmond, please take me, consume me, devastate me, devour me." In a voice that would melt even steel, Revna pleaded to receive Desmond's passion, a declaration tinged with longing, obsession, and submission, but still filled with an immense amount of love.

Desmond never had a high resistance to a woman's charms, to begin with, so Revna begging like that while being so sensual and willing was like putting a fresh steak in front of a hungry beast.

In what must be one of the greatest tests of willpower of his life, Desmond managed to hold himself back enough not to jump on Revna like an animal in heat. Not taking his eyes off the temptation before him, Desmond removed his shirt revealing his chiseled figure.

Approaching, Desmond ran his fingertips over Revna's thighs, feeling her softness and elasticity, but also all those parts where the shadow ties pressed with delicate pressure that smooth skin.

Revna felt electric currents run through her body, transmitting that sweet and intoxicating touch, that her body was bound on all sides was only amplifying the pleasure for her.

Watching Revna's reaction, who was now biting her lip in an attempt to stifle her moans, Desmond smirked. With the sadistic side of him being provoked in such a way, there was no way Desmond wouldn't want to play around a bit.

Under Revna's longing but helpless gaze, Desmond continued his stroking, always making sure to take his time and stimulate the most sensitive parts of Revna's skin, occasionally lingering in the area around the shadow bindings.

Feeling it wasn't enough, Desmond began to leave kiss marks, bite marks, and hickey marks around Revna's sensitive areas, leaving his imprint with every second of Revna's pleasurable torment that dragged on. Leaving one last hickey on Revna's inner thigh area, Desmond looked up and smirked at the mess Revna was made of.

Glazed, lost stare, incessant panting, and saliva trickling from her lips to her throat, Revna seemed utterly devastated by his relentless caresses. All the anticipation, the constant buildup of tension, and the stimulation left Revna defenseless. Revna was really a complete novice in matters related to masochism and perhaps it was too much for her that her first time was this intense.

Revna hadn't even realized that, at some point, she had lost control of her shadow bindings. When they faded all it was left with was a naked body covered in faint red bondage marks that covered her from head to toe.

Feeling somewhat sorry for the mess Revna had become, Desmond was planning to postpone the rest of their intimacy, but his partner wouldn't let him. Gathering what little clarity of mind she had left, Revna focused her misty gaze on Desmond and pleaded one last time. "Please take me."

Immediately, that sadistic passion within Desmond died, giving way to something more tender and loving. Without giving Revna an answer, Desmond brought his face close to hers and kissed her gently. Desmond didn't go too deep into the kiss, giving Revna plenty of room to breathe and calm down. For almost five minutes, Desmond just let Revna catch her breath and some clarity from her while he did not stop pampering and kissing her. Updated from nov𝒆lbIn.(c)om

When Revna finally came to her senses, she gave Desmond a grateful look and simply nodded at him. After receiving the go-ahead, Desmond didn't linger any longer. There was no need for any more foreplay, Revna's little garden was overflowing with love and Desmond's cock had long been as hard as a rock.

Keeping his eyes focused on Revna's, Desmond took the next step, allowing his member to enter inside her. Revna let out a small moan, but she remained fairly calm even after feeling Desmond tearing through her hymen and taking her virginity.

Perhaps calm was not the right word to describe what Revna was feeling and thinking at the moment. Love, passion, obsession, pleasure, pain, enough of each to drive any normal person insane, the physical aspects of the act were amplified to the extreme by the chaotic emotions within Revna's heart.

Ironically, being overwhelmed by all these emotions and sensations, Revna was unable to express all of them, which made her seem calm. However, Revna's peace of mind was short-lived. All it took was one last push from Desmond. The rush of slightly painful pleasure from having the entrance to her womb hit like that by Desmond's member snapped Revna out of her stupor immediately.

Seeing the clarity back in Revna's eyes, Desmond smiled at the girl and spoke a single sentence before continuing to ravage her insides. "I love you."

Like a broken tape recorder, Revna's mind kept playing "I love you" over and over again as Desmond continued to force himself inside her. Every time Desmond's member came out of her, Revna found herself yearning desperately for its presence. With mounting ecstasy, Revna received Desmond's member back and moaned loudly each time she felt it hit deep inside her.

Revna felt as if her mind had been torn into several pieces, each madly enjoying a beautiful aspect of what she was currently experiencing. A part of her was still mesmerized by that "I love you." Another part of her enjoyed each kiss and followed through her nerves with each caress. While another part of her seemed to pay attention to every move Desmond's member made inside her.

For a moment, Revna thought she genuinely was going to lose her mind, but all that changed in an instant. First, there was some tension on Desmond's part, after which Revna felt his member swell a little as if it was building pressure. The next thing Revna knew, all the scattered parts of her consciousness were assaulted in unison by a unifying and completely overwhelming wave of pleasure as she felt Desmond come inside her. Revna could almost visualize her womb receiving wave after wave of the fiery seed of her beloved Desmond.

Two things happened at that moment, the first was that Revna developed a complete addiction to the sensation, and she placed being filled with Desmond's seed as her favorite thing in the world. The second thing that happened was that she Revna lost consciousness from not being able to tolerate all the pleasure that had accumulated inside her after the foreplay and sex.

Unaware that Revna's far-from-normal mind had just taken a strange new direction, Desmond could only stare helplessly at an unconscious Revna who was in dire need of a shower to clean up the mess she had become.