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Warning: Another steamy scene. Pls be advised that there are a lot more ahead. Haha Pls don't open this if you're uncomfortable. It's just the two council members hitting on each other out of frustration. ;)

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"I wonder if the female human was already in her Chamber," Lady Marina sighed as she cupped her porcelain face with her translucent smooth hands.

Her shoulders were both shrugged down in defeat.

Both she and Lord Lycano were still in the dining hall, drinking until the curfew bell struck.

Lord Lycano has already given up on their plan. He said he doesn't want to hurt her.

Marina has no idea what happened that night. But it led to detrimental effects on their agenda. 

Because of that, Marina decided to lie low as well. She could always cook up another plan to oust her out of the Castle. Or even Gaea!

"Don't even bother mentioning," Lord Lycano responded to her in a slurred voice as he pointed his forefinger at her.

He couldn't even look Marina straight in the eyes.

He seemed to be more crapulous than her because of the union of the King and that female human!

"It's better to get drunk. Or I might destroy the King's door and take her out of there."

"Why don't you do just that? I would help you escape," Marina suggested with a gleaming glow on her red face.

She was also tipsy as she already had too much to drink.

She couldn't accept that she was defeated by a weak sickly looking female human!

Marina stood up and was about to pull Lord Lycano up so they could go to the King's Chamber when both of them fell on the floor.

Marina's back sprawled on the floor while Lord Lycano was on top of her. His face was buried between her bosoms!

"My lady," he sulked as he buried himself deeper in between her cleavage.

Marina was stupefied at their accidental position.

She didn't know if he was mentioning her or the female human as he said "my lady".

But it was the first time that a man was trapped in between her cleavage for quite some time.

Surprisingly, his face warmed her cold skin.

She immediately pushed him away, making him fly to the wall.

But he didn't endure it. He fell down with a loud thud. But he was already snoring.

"How could he pass out like that?"

Marina grimaced as she saw Lord Lycano's head hung low to his chest.

She lifted his chiseled chin with her dainty fingers to see if he really had passed out.

As she did so, she couldn't help but recall how they both first came to Gaea.

They were still young and naive then. And their personalities click together.

Lord Lycano was good-looking from then until now. But he is just a lord. And King Leandro is the King.

She pulled him and decided to bring him to his room.

She laid him at his bed and just as she was about to leave, his hand shot up as he uttered, "Stay with me tonight."

His eyes were still closed so she had no idea if he was talking to her or he perceived her as the female human. 

She wanted to refuse. He was drunk and so was she. They could make a mistake with that state.

Marina stood up and pulled away from Lord Lycano's grasp.

With the supernatural strength that she has, she was able to escape.

But it was only to see that her dizziness couldn't make her go out of the room, either.

"I'm just going to rest here until my sense of balance returns," she said as her hand flew to clutch her head that was about to fall down.

But Lord Lycano grabbed her firmly as he cried out, "Be careful."

With that, she recalled the number of times that he has done it for her.

They truly were a great team from then until now.

"I'm fine," Marina pulled away. But Lord Lycano pulled her towards him in his bed.

"Stay here tonight," he repeated again. 

This time he even put his arms around her waist, his unruly black hair nuzzled the corner of her pale neck.

Marina's head jerked back in surprise. She tried to give a glance to Lord Lycano even with that position to see what he was thinking.

But his eyes were closed. As if he was using her as a soft cushion for his head.

Marina heaved out a sigh as she leaned back on the pillows. She was also exhausted and she really wanted to rest.

She closed her eyes and tried to sleep even with Lord Lycano snoozing off at her shoulder.

Just then Lord Lycano started talking. "I'm better than the King. I will not hurt you like he did to you," he slurred even though his eyes were closed.

Marina's eyes immediately opened up as he said that.

Why was he suddenly talking this way?

She just decided to turn her back away from him and crossed her arms.

"Just go to sleep," she ordered and tried to close her eyes again.

She needs to get out as soon as her dizziness subsides or they will be the talk of the town.

However, Lord Lycano was quite determined.

His strong lean arm flew around her again and pulled her closer to him. "Don't go, my lady."

His warm breath grazed the back of her ear sending shivers down her spine.

Suddenly, her feelings changed from being indifferent to something that she must not feel.

Her heart thumped wildly in her chest as her body craved for more of his touches.

It seemed like Lord Lycano felt it, too, as his rough fingers started to caress her abdomen, his thumb slowly going up to her bountiful breasts.

Marina was paralyzed as she didn't know what to do.

Her mind was screaming to get away immediately. 

But her body was too weak to stand up. 

Or was it enjoying what the Lord of the Lycus Clan was doing to her?

"You're not yourself, my lord. Please stay back," Marina said, hoping it would be enough to drive away the lord as her body seemed to be rebelling against her.

But Lord Lycano probably thought she was the female human. Or one of his women that he continued on what he was doing.

He even cupped one of her luscious peaks while smothering the back of her neck, making her gasp in surprise.

Marina was not oblivious to his womanizing. It was probably the reason why she was turned off at him and she couldn't see him as a partner in life.

However, this was the first time that she became a victim of his masochism.

And surprisingly, her body was responding positively to it. 

Was she too dried up sexually to say no?

Or maybe because she had too many drinks because of that union of the two.

And so does he. Even worse.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if they enjoy this night as well, and not just them.

She closed her eyes as she arched her body and allowed him to take possession of her body.

His fingers went downward to her pink flesh as he continued to lick her shoulders savagely.

Perhaps it has been a long time since she was foddled like this that she was immediately moist with her own liquid.

Seeing her readiness, he uttered in a gruff voice, "This would just be quick and you'll be in heaven." 

Then he lifted her gown and before she could even respond, his erect manhood was already inside her, pumping in and out.

All thoughts of saying no were replaced with delighted gasps and moans. 

Instead of pushing him away, she even tilted her bottom so he could penetrate her more deeply.

After a few regular rhythms, he suddenly went faster as his hand that we're continuously fondling her engorged large mounds flew to her small waist, making her almost scream in delight.

She bit her lips hard so the guards outside could not hear them. They thought she was just caring for him because of his drunken state.

As Lord Lycano continued to rock his hips on hers, he blurted out a word that made Marina froze for a fraction of a second. 

"Lady Aisha," he breathed as he went on.

'So he was thinking that he was romping on that female human?' 

She wanted to stop him and push him away. But then his enormous rod inside of her started rotating, touching every nook and cranny of the inside of her flesh, making her groan in ecstasy instead of getting angry at him.

Her tensed arms started to loosen as she just decided to let it pass and imagine that he was the King instead. 

Both of them reached their crescendo at the same time, making them experience a little bit of joy in their own illusionary world.

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Some people are magic, and others are just the illusion of it.