Cucking The Demon King
Chapter 150: Error

Chapter 150: Error

Somehow, between their fevered kisses, they stumbled back toward the bed, never once breaking contact. Liam’s hands found the hem of her shirt, fingers sliding underneath to brush against the heated skin of her waist.

Eva gasped softly into his mouth at the contact, her body shivering with anticipation.

Slowly—giving her every chance to stop him—he lifted her shirt higher.

Eva instinctively raised her arms, breath hitching, and the shirt slipped away, falling forgotten onto the floor.

She stood there in nothing but her bra, her skin glowing under the soft illusionary light, her breaths coming in fast, shallow bursts.

Liam stepped back for just a second, his eyes raking over her with such raw admiration that she thought she might combust on the spot.

His voice dropped into something dangerously low and reverent.

"You’re... perfect."

Eva immediately tried to cover herself with her arms, her face burning brighter than ever, but Liam gently caught her wrists and guided them back to her sides.

Though he could be saying all those just to make her fall harder for him, his words sounded so sincere... that she found herself falling harder than she never imagined.

His handsome face, the burning lust and pure desire he had for her, everything was so intoxicating for her, and within seconds, she found herself unable to think of anything else.

"Don’t hide from me," he whispered against her ear, making her shudder. "You’re... breathtaking."

She had never felt more vulnerable.

Or more desired.

And somehow, despite the fire threatening to consume her, despite the way her body trembled under his gaze, she found herself craving more.

More of his hands.

More of his lips.

More of him.

Liam’s hands brushed along her sides again, tracing the soft lines of her body with a tenderness that made her knees weak.

Then his mouth was on her neck, kissing, tasting, igniting her skin wherever he touched.

Eva let out a soft, involuntary whimper, her fingers clutching at his robe, needing him closer, needing him now.

And Liam, hearing that sound, growled low in his throat—a sound of pure want—before leaning in and capturing her mouth again, harder, deeper, more demanding.

His other hand slipped down her waist, giving one of her asscheeks a firm squeeze.

Eva moaned again, feeling sparks course through her body.

Liam also enjoyed the softness and fullness of her buttocks, and he felt like his hand could sink into it.

He added his other hand to the mix, moulding them into different shapes, and to his satisfaction.

’I always knew she had a wonderful body, but this... is just great!’ He thought, gently pushing her atop the bed.

"Kyah!" Eva yelped in shock, her cheeks reddening in embarrassment as her gaze met Liam once again.

He was looming over her, his shirt already off, and his toned upper body bare for her eyes to see.

’He’s so... hot...’ She thought, swallowing a low gulp at the sight of his abs and rock hard muscles.

He didn’t even know when he took off his clothes, but it wasn’t like she was complaining about the fantastic view he treated her to.

She gulped again, the red tinge on her cheeks growing a shade deeper.

Liam’s eyes flashed with a sinister glint as he stared at her, and the edges of his lips curled up slightly.

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’A quest!’ He thought, his eyes widened slightly.

He then turned back to Eva, his eyes flashing with a predatory glint.

He leaned over her, using a hand to cup her boobs.

The woman moaned, arching her back in response to his touch.

Each of his touch was electrifying, to the point where she felt like she could break.

"I knew it." Suddenly, the door opened, and Elsa bursted in, a knowing smirk on her face.

Eva practically jumped at the sudden intrusion, yelping as she scrambled to pull the blanket over herself.

Liam, however, remained still, his body instinctively shielding Eva as he turned a slow glance toward the door.

There stood Elsa, leaning casually against the frame, her arms crossed under her chest. A mischievous glint flashed in her bright blue eyes as her lips curled into a knowing smirk.

"I suspected something like this would happen," Elsa said, her voice light, teasing, and far too amused. "After all, I know just how irresistible Liam can be."

Eva’s face burned hotter than ever, and she wished—prayed—that the ground would just open up and swallow her whole.

But Elsa wasn’t done.

Her gaze sharpened, glinting with playful wickedness as she took a step forward.

"You just couldn’t help yourself, right?" she said to Eva, her voice dropping into a sultry teasing tone. "You just had to get a taste."

Eva whimpered, burying herself deeper under the blanket. Her whole body was shaking, half from the lingering desire Liam had stoked in her, and half from sheer mortification.

Meanwhile, Liam stood up and moved in front of her, shielding her from Elsa’s teasing gaze.

He opened his mouth, then closed it again, unsure what he could even say to fix the situation without making it worse.

For the first time in a long while, Liam actually felt awkward.

He wasn’t stupid—he knew he had stirred up something delicate between the girls. And despite the primal satisfaction he felt at how things had escalated with Eva, there was a part of him that felt a little terrible for pushing them into such an awkward moment.

[This is just one of the many troubles of having too many women around you, you know,] Lilith’s sultry voice teased in his mind, dripping with mock sympathy.

Liam’s brows twitched upward.

’Aren’t you a woman also?’ he thought dryly, casting a side glance into the void where Lilith usually hovered within his soul.

He could almost feel her laughing.

Before he could think any further, Elsa suddenly moved closer.

Her steps were slow, deliberate, a certain lazy confidence in the way she walked.

The mischievous glint in her eyes deepened, and her lips curled up just slightly—dangerously—into a small, playful smile.

Liam stiffened slightly, instinctively aware that Elsa was up to something.

Eva peeked timidly from behind him, still clutching the blanket tight to her chest, her cheeks an impossible shade of red.

Though she wasn’t fully naked was, she felt like she was.

Elsa’s gaze flicked to her for a brief moment, then back to Liam.

The air between them grew charged, thick with tension once again—but this time, it wasn’t just the heavy atmosphere of romantic heat. There was something else bubbling underneath.

The tension hung heavily in the air for another heartbeat.

Then Elsa suddenly sighed, the sound soft but strangely filled with resignation.

Her gaze, still locked on Liam’s, seemed to lose a bit of its teasing edge, replaced instead by something deeper—something older, almost bittersweet.

"I’m not surprised," Elsa said quietly, her arms dropping to her sides as she stood there, illuminated by the soft illusionary light. "I guess... I never really expected to keep you all to myself."

Her voice wasn’t angry.

It wasn’t cold.

It was simply... honest.

Her eyes shimmered faintly as she looked at him, and in that moment, Liam saw the real Elsa—not the teasing seductress, not the mischievous troublemaker, but the woman who had given her heart to him without ever expecting something normal in return.

She thought back—almost involuntarily—to the day they first met.

The vivid memory flashed through her mind.

Of how Liam had taken her—and her two other friends—without hesitation, without shame, fucking them all into submission with a ferocity and hunger that had left her stunned and breathless.

Even now, the memory sent a shiver racing down her spine.

It hadn’t been some fairy-tale meeting. It hadn’t been sweet or traditional like the romance tales she read when she was young.

It had been raw, messy, and most of all, it was fun!

Even now, she could feel her little sister tingling in anticipation at the mere sight of Liam shirtless.

A part of her even wished for nothing more than to jump on him and claim him for herself.

Elsa knew—had always known—that what they shared could never be something ordinary.

Their bond had been born from chaos, from passion, from something primal that defied the neat, clean boxes of a "normal" relationship.

So how could she possibly expect to chain him down?

How could she pretend he belonged to her alone?

’Our relationship was never meant to be normal...’ she thought silently, her heart squeezing painfully in her chest.

But even knowing that didn’t make the sting any less sharp.

Elsa’s chest rose and fell with a slow, deliberate breath.

Then she stepped closer—slowly, almost cautiously—closing the distance between her and Liam until she was standing right in front of him.

She lifted one delicate hand and pressed it against his bare chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath her fingertips.

Her touch was warm. Real.

And when she finally spoke again, her voice was raw, stripped of any teasing or bravado.

"All I want," she whispered, her golden eyes locking onto his with a fierce, vulnerable intensity, "is for you to stay by my side."

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