Reborn As The Minor Villain In A Romance Fantasy Novel

Chapter 272: Teasing Luna

"I... I~" Luna was a complete mess now as she did the last of the letters.

Her consciousness was flickering like a candle in a storm, buffeted by the relentless waves of pleasure Lucius was forcing into her.

She didn’t know how she had managed to stay focused enough to finish, but her legs were shaking constantly and her muscles were currently twitching in a rhythmic rebellion against the overstimulation. "I’m gonna cum~"

Her ass shook as one final, desperate surge of drool escaped her mouth, dabbing the final stroke of the ’S’ onto the fabric.

She had done it; she had written his name on the pillow in the most debasing way possible. Lucius, ever the opportunist, didn’t let the moment go to waste.

He pulled out his phone, the screen’s glow illuminating the sweat-slicked curves of her back and the messy, glistening proof of her "mission" on the pillow.

Click.

He took a high-definition picture of her flushed skin and the drool-decorated name. Then, without missing a beat, he dragged her back by the hair, forcing her to face him.

Her expression was trembling, her eyes were unfocused and swimming with tears of pure bliss.

"Good girl," He said and his lips pushed against hers in a sloppy, deep kiss that tasted of her own arousal and his musk.

At the same time, Lucius thrusted deep into her one last time, a powerful, grounding slam that reached the very back of her internal space.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, showing only whites, as Luna felt something incredibly hot and thick spreading inside her womb.

’He’s doing it... he’s finishing in me...’ She thought, her mind finally fracturing under the weight of the climax.

Her legs gave out completely, trembling like leaves in a gale, as her womb was filled to the brim with his potent essence.

The world went black for Luna shortly after. Her system simply couldn’t handle any more input. Lucius pulled back, letting her limp face fall onto the pillow she had decorated so carefully.

As he pulled out, the pressurized fluid shot out of her, a messy mix of his cum and her own as well as blood, painting the already soaked sheets.

"This girl..." Lucius muttered, a small, genuine smile tugging at his lips.

He looked down at her unconscious form, the purple hair was tangled and the marks of his possession were all over her... He didn’t realize he had been biting her throughout.

"Well, let’s clean up. Can’t have Stella finding her daughter like a discarded rag."

He lifted her into his arms, noting how the cum still dripped from her pussy, tracing lines down her thighs.

"It really does feel good to be me." He muttered as he carried her into the bath.

...

Luna woke up slowly. The first thing she noticed was the rhythmic shuck-shuck of the ceiling fan spinning above.

’What happened...?’ She thought with a small sigh, her brain feeling like it was wrapped in cotton.

She shifted slightly and looked to her side.

Lucius was there, holding her protectively with his arm draped over her waist as if even in sleep he was claiming her.

He was sleeping peacefully, letting out tiny, almost cute snores that made him seem far less like the predatory monster he had been an hour ago.

’Ah, I remember.’

The memories flooded back... They had officially done it. He had finished inside her, and even now, she could still feel a lingering heat deep in her womb.

’I feel sore under there,’ she thought, her hand creeping down beneath the covers. It was a dull ache, the kind that reminded her she wouldn’t be walking straight for at least a day. ’But I smell like shampoo. And I feel... light?’

She realized the bed was pristine. The saliva-stained pillow was gone, replaced by a fresh one. The sheets were crisp.

She leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. He was loving, in his own twisted way. He took care of his things, and right now, Luna felt like his favorite thing.

Then she noticed a device lying between them. It was his phone, the screen still active on a movie tab he must have been watching to pass the time while she slept.

Curiosity, the eternal enemy of the shy, got the better of her. She took the phone in her hand, swiping away the movie.

She opened the picture roll, and her heart nearly stopped.

There they were. He had actually kept a picture... It showed her back, her ass glowing a bright, angry red from his spanking, looking plump and vulnerable and a close-up of the pillow... the drool clearly spelling out L-U-C-I-U-S.

She reddened so intensely she felt like she might catch fire.

"Dummy... why would you take a picture of that?" she muttered under her breath.

Her thumb hovered over the screen. She had to delete them. If anyone saw these, her reputation as the composed, business-minded daughter of the family would be incinerated.

She went to tap the trash icon, but her fingers were still a bit shaky from the sex. Instead of hitting delete, she accidentally swiped into the share menu.

In her panic to close it, she tapped the most recent contact on his Stitch app.

It was Emilia.

’No... no, no, no!’ Luna’s soul shivered. She watched in horror as the loading bar finished and the "Sent" checkmark appeared.

She frantically opened the chat thread, hoping to "unsend" it, but it was too late. The status changed to Seen instantly.

[Daddy~ Are you really getting down with Luna? That’s hot. I didn’t think she had it in her to be such a mess 😃]

Luna’s face was now a shade of purple as her fingers flew across the keyboard.

[Emilia, delete it and don’t show anyone! This is Luna!]

[Oh, so you’re with his phone, eh Luna? 😃 Having a little post-coital scroll?]

[Yes I am, now delete it or I’ll kill you when we get back!]

[No can do... I’m showing the rest of them. The Council of Wives needs to see the new initiate’s progress.]

Before Luna could even type a scream, the notification at the top of the screen changed. Emilia has created a group: "Lucius’s Little Pets".

The image was shared.

The phone began to ping incessantly as Vanessa and Elena joined the fray, their comments appearing faster than Luna could read.

Luna let out a strangled whimper and slammed the power button, switching the phone off entirely. She was trembling, blushing like a tomato that had been left in the sun too long.

She couldn’t face them.

She shoved the phone away and scrambled back into Lucius’s arms, burying her face into the crook of his neck.

The scent of him calmed her racing heart just a little.

"I love you," she muttered into his chest, hiding from the world and the digital chaos she had just unleashed. "But you’re such a jerk."

She squeezed him tighter, deciding that if her reputation was gone, she might as well enjoy the man who had ruined it.

...

The next morning, Stella was setting up the breakfast table.

Breakfast was already prepared and laid out beautifully, and the moving truck was parked outside in the street.

The movers were already packing up their belongings into the vehicle, but she wanted the family to have one final breakfast together in this house first.

Celia looked down at her stack of pancakes with a visible pout on her face.

"Mother... what do you think they’re doing up there? I want to see Big Brother." Celia said with a sigh of impatience.

"I’m sure they’re sleeping in after a long night. They’ll be out soon enough." Stella said with a knowing smile.

Then Luna came shuffling into the kitchen, and both Stella and Celia immediately looked at her. Luna was trying desperately to walk normally but she couldn’t manage it, so she was limping noticeably with each step.

Stella instantly recognized exactly why her daughter was walking like this.

’They really got down to business last night, huh?’ Stella thought with a small sigh. It was nice to see that her Luna had officially become a woman now.

Luna took a seat carefully at the table in front of her own plate of pancakes, wincing slightly as she sat down.

"Thank you for the meal, Mom." Luna said with a small smile while trying to act normal, but Celia gave her an extremely suspicious look.

"Why are you walking like that, big sis...?" Celia asked directly.

"I tripped down the stairs a bit last night and sprained something. I’ll be fine." Luna replied with a casual shrug as she cut into her pancakes. "You don’t have to be worri—"

"I’m not worried about you at all." Celia interrupted with her own shrug. "I’m wondering where Big Brother is right now."

Luna felt the strong urge to pinch her sister’s cheek hard, however Lucius came out of the bedroom shortly after, completely shirtless with his upper muscles on full display.

Celia immediately blushed bright red and stared, and Luna quickly reached over to cover her sister’s eyes with her hand.

"Put on some clothes." Luna said with a playful glare.

Lucius sighed before using space manipulation to materialize his shirt, which appeared on his body instantly.

He took a seat next to Luna at the table and looked at the pancakes appreciatively.

"Thanks for the food." He said and immediately dove into the pancakes, cutting them efficiently and putting pieces in his mouth.

Stella then served the tea as well, pouring cups for everyone, and Lucius accepted both pancakes and tea gratefully.

"Big Brother, what happened to Luna? She said she sprained something." Celia asked while looking at him with concern.

"You know how clumsy she is... it’s a miracle she didn’t fall out the win— ow." Lucius said as Luna gave him a solid punch to the arm. "You know these actually hurt, right?"

She harrumphed and turned to the side dramatically.

That was when Lucius noticed that the moving van people were actively packing stuff up outside through the window.

"Oh? They’ve come already?" Lucius asked with some surprise, and Stella nodded in confirmation.

"They said a limousine is waiting outside to take us to the new place once they’re done packing everything." Stella explained, then bowed slightly toward both of them. "Thank you... both of you for this."

"Mom... you don’t have to thank me or Lucius either. We’re just doing our jobs." Luna said with a warm smile. "I’m glad I could help."

"You’ve grown up to become a fine lady..." Stella said with emotion in her voice. "Oh, how I wish your brother was he—"

Just then, a section of the roof suddenly shattered loudly and Luke fell straight out of it, landing on the ground back-first with a heavy thud.

He looked up dazedly at everyone, and Stella turned to him calmly.

"Oh Luke... you were here the whole time? I have some extra pancakes, come join us for breakfast." She said as if this was completely normal.

...

The limousine had finally pulled up in front of the new mansion, and Celia practically leaped out of the vehicle, immediately admiring the impressive building. It was genuinely beautiful and looked exactly like a place where wealthy people would live.

"It isn’t that much of an extravagant mansion..." Lucius said as he stood beside her, looking at the property. "After all, it doesn’t come with its own staff of maids, but it’s luxurious enough for you to enjoy comfortably."

"Thank you so much, big brother!" Celia exclaimed and immediately clung to the side of his arm.

Luna gave a sharp glare from the side.

"I was the one who actually paid for it..." Luna complained.

Celia stuck out her tongue mockingly, and Luna felt the overwhelming urge to smash her sister’s head into the ground.

Stella hugged herself emotionally as she looked at the mansion, and Luke glared at Lucius intensely from a distance.

’I wish you were here to see this moment.’ Stella thought to her late husband.

They could hear the moving truck coming down the street.

Just then, Judea descended from the sky with her dragon wings spread wide, and the other girls began arriving as well in various ways.

It seemed everyone was here now, and they were all looking specifically at Luna with knowing expressions.

Emilia opened her mouth to speak, and Lucius immediately recognized the danger.

He quickly moved and clamped his hands firmly around Celia’s ears, knowing this woman was about to say something extremely perverted that could corrupt the innocent child.

"Oho~ Luna, how did it feel to bounce on Lucius’s thick, veiny cock and let him pump you full of his hot cum? Did he stretch you out properly? Did you scream his name when he filled your womb? Was he rough with you or gentle? Did you beg for more?" Emilia said with an extremely lewd smile plastered on her face, apparently completely forgetting that they were in public.