Lustful Paradise

Chapter 172: Don't You Know How Wrong It Is?



After watching everything, Eva's mind was spinning. 'What the fuck did I just see? Did Lucifer really fuck Mom to unconsciousness?' And most of all, he seems so gentle and caring when he is taking care of her. It's a stark contrast to how he had been dominating her earlier. Since when did Lucifer become so different? What has happened to my cousin, who used to be a normal young boy, to make him change?'

The scene before her was unlike anything she had ever witnessed before, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity as well as apprehension about what she had just seen.

Eva was still trying to process everything she had just seen when Lucifer turned around and gave her a playful wink. His gaze raked over her scantily clad body with a hungry look in his eyes that made her blush even more than she already was.

"Enjoyed the show, Eva?" Lucifer asked with a grin, making no move to cover up his nudity.

When he didn't get any response from Eva, Lucifer walked over to her, his cock still hard and glistening with Sasha's juices. He stopped just inches away from her and leaned in close, his hot breath tickling her neck as he spoke in a low, seductive voice, "If you liked what you saw, then you're more than welcome to experience it firsthand."

"Lucifer, what the fuck!" Eva blurted out, trying to ignore the butterflies fluttering in her stomach when he hugged her tight against his muscular chest, and she could feel his big cock poking against her bare stomach. She tried to push him away, but Lucifer only chuckled at her attempts and held her even tighter.

"Oh, come on, Eva. Why are you pushing me? I am just hugging you, nothing else. After all, we haven't seen each other for so long." Lucifer chuckled as he pulled away from her, still holding her hand. "What happened to my caring older cousin who always spoiled me whenever she got the chance? Now you seem so distant. Don't you love me anymore?"

"Lucifer, stop this nonsense!" Eva exclaimed, feeling a flush of embarrassment as she glanced at him. "You have never hugged me while you were naked!"

"Well, it doesn't matter to me if I am dressed or naked. I am always the same man. You know that." Lucifer said with a smug smile before continuing, "Anyway, let's go to your bedroom and talk there. You don't want Aunt Sasha to wake up, do you? You see, I had to do a lot of hard work to make her relax and relieve of all the stress she has been dealing with."

With that said, Lucifer took Eva's hand, leading her out of Sasha's bedroom and shutting the door behind them before making their way towards her room.

"Here, put on some clothes first," Eva ordered as she handed him a pair of boxers. It was his own pair that he had worn earlier.

However, instead of putting the boxers on, he tossed them aside and pulled Eva into her bed with him. "I don't like to wear clothes while lying in bed. So, let's talk like this. What do you say?"

"Lucifer..." Eva tried to protest, but he just laughed and pulled her closer to him until she could feel the warmth radiating from his naked body.

"Oh, come on, Eva. We used to do this when we were younger, didn't we? And you know I am not going to try anything with you, my dearest cousin. So why worry now?" Lucifer told her in a soothing voice while running his hand through her soft hair.

"But..." Eva started to say something.

"Ssshhhh... Just relax and stop worrying too much about everything." Lucifer whispered against her ear, making Eva shudder.

His warm breath on her skin caused goosebumps to rise on her arms as he continued to soothe her with his words and gentle touch. She felt her body relaxing against her will as she leaned into his embrace. It was hard to resist the comfort and security that he offered, even though she knew she should be more cautious.

"Good girl," Lucifer smiled down at her before pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head.

Eva couldn't help but let out a sigh as she felt the tension start to drain from her body. The warmth of his skin against hers, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her ear—it all conspired to lull her into a state of tranquility.

After a while, when Eva seemed to be more relaxed, she began to speak. "You shouldn't have fucked Mom, Lucifer. What were you thinking? Don't you know how much trouble you both could get into if someone else found out? And most of all, she is your aunt. Don't you know how wrong it is?"

"Yes, I do know how wrong it is and how dangerous it is from the point of view of general people. But I can't help it, Eva. You see, I never considered what I felt for your mom was a crime. All that matters to me is my attraction towards her and how she reciprocates it. I mean, you saw how well we connect with each other."

"Yeah, right," Eva said sarcastically, rolling her eyes in annoyance. "I saw exactly how 'well' you two connected. You fucking dominated her, tied her wrists behind her back, and fucked her unconscious. And not to forget, Mom was even wearing a blindfold. I have never seen her so submissive. It was unbelievable, to be honest."

"Haha... Well, isn't it normal for couples to experiment with their sexuality? To try new things in the bedroom?" Lucifer asked with a wicked smile on his lips, making Eva blush. "Don't tell me you haven't heard of BDSM before. You are over 20 now and going around with a boyfriend who loves you, right?"

Hearing that, Eva was even more embarrassed and looked away from him. She couldn't bear to look into those piercing eyes that were searching her face for answers.

"I have heard of it, but not experienced it yet with James. I mean, we didn't have sex yet," she admitted with a small voice.

Lucifer was surprised by this revelation as he raised his eyebrow questioningly at her. "What? Didn't You two fuck each other's brains out yet? I am sure after dating you for a year, he must have tried something by now."

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