Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!

Chapter 54: Chapter : 54 : Lysandra’s First!

Aiden shifted, rolling Lysandra beneath him in one swift motion. She gasped as her back hit the mattress, golden hair spilling across the sheets in a radiant halo. His bandaged torso loomed above her, but his strength and hunger made him look nothing like a man recovering.

Her crimson eyes widened, a mix of awe and trembling anticipation. ”S-Sir Aiden...”

He pressed his lips to hers, softer this time — reverent, grounding — before breaking away to whisper against her mouth, ”This might hurt at first. But I’ll make you feel good, I promise.”

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breasts pressing against him with each shaky breath. ”I trust you,” she whispered, voice breaking.

That was all he needed.

He sat back just enough to tug down the waistband of his sleeping trousers. Her eyes followed the movement — and when his length sprang free, thick and straining, her breath hitched audibly.

”By the gods...” she whispered, her face blazing red.

He smirked, wrapping a hand around himself and stroking once, teasing her by brushing the head against her slick folds. ”You’re staring.”

”I-It’s... so big...” Her thighs squeezed together instinctively, but he pried them apart, positioning himself at her entrance.

”You’ll take it,” he said firmly, his voice low and rough. ”Every inch. Because you’re mine, Ly.”

Her heart pounded wildly at his words. ”Y-Yes... yours...”

Aiden leaned forward, kissing her deeply as he pressed his tip against her opening. She moaned into his mouth at the pressure, her body tensing.

”Relax,” he whispered, nipping her lower lip. ”Breathe for me.”

She clutched his shoulders, forcing herself to obey. And then, slowly, he pushed forward.

Her gasp tore through the room. ”Ahhh—! A-Aiden!”

The stretch was intense, nearly unbearable, but underneath it was a heat that made her toes curl. He paused halfway, groaning at the tightness gripping him. ”Gods, Ly... you’re so tight. You’re squeezing me like a vice.”

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes, but she shook her head quickly. ”D-Don’t stop—please... don’t stop...”

His restraint broke. With one firm thrust, he buried himself to the hilt.

”AHHHH—!” Lysandra’s cry was raw, torn from her throat as her body arched violently beneath him.

Aiden groaned, his forehead pressing against hers, sweat beading along his brow. ”Fuck... you feel incredible...”

She clung to him desperately, her nails raking down his back. ”It’s... so much... gods, I feel so full—!”

He kissed away her tears, whispering against her lips, ”You’re doing so well for me. Taking me so perfectly.”

Her moans grew softer, trembling, as her body adjusted. The pain dulled, replaced by a heat that made her hips twitch. She whimpered, lifting her gaze to him. ”...Move. Please.”

Aiden’s grin was dangerous. ”As you wish, wife.”

He pulled back slowly, the friction making her whine, before slamming back into her with a force that rocked the bed.

”AHHH—! A-Aiden!”

Her scream filled the chamber, but it wasn’t pain anymore — it was pleasure, sharp and consuming. Each thrust drove deeper, rougher, making her breasts bounce with the motion. His hands groped them greedily, kneading, squeezing, pinching her nipples until she writhed beneath him.

The sounds of their bodies colliding echoed in the quiet room — wet, obscene, paired with her unrestrained moans.

”Aiden—! Harder—!” she cried, her pride utterly shattered. ”Gods, yes—don’t stop—!”

Her begging lit a fire in him. He growled, grabbing her legs and throwing them over his shoulders, folding her in half.

Her eyes widened at the sudden position. ”W-Wait—!”

Too late. He slammed into her deeper than before, the new angle hitting something inside her that made her scream.

”OH GODS—! AIDEN—!”

Her voice broke, her back arching off the bed as pleasure ripped through her.

He smirked down at her, mercilessly pounding into her tight heat. ”That’s it. Scream my name. Let the whole damn castle know who you belong to.”

”I—I-I’m yours—!” she sobbed, tears spilling from the corners of her eyes. ”Only yours—Sir Aiden—!”

His thrusts grew faster, rougher, his bandaged chest heaving with the effort. He leaned down, biting at her neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. ”Say it again.”

”YOURS! I’M YOURS!”

Her screams were music to him.

Her body tightened around him suddenly, and she shattered — climax ripping through her, her cries echoing as her nails dug bloody crescents into his back.

He groaned at the feeling, thrusting harder to ride out her orgasm. ”Fuck, Ly— you’re milking me—”

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Lysandra’s moans had grown hoarse, her throat raw from the endless cries Aiden had wrung out of her. Her body trembled beneath him, legs shaking violently as another wave of pleasure tore through her. Sweat glistened across her green skin, and her hair stuck to her face, framing her flushed cheeks and parted lips.

”Aiden... I... I can’t...!” she whimpered, her voice breaking into sobs of bliss.

”You can,” Aiden growled against her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. His hand pinned her wrists above her head, and his hips drove into her with a relentless rhythm that left her arching into him helplessly. ”You’re mine, Lysandra. My wife. My queen. Say it.”

Tears welled in her eyes as she choked out the words between gasps. ”I’m yours! Aiden, I’m yours—your wife, your queen, your everything!”

The raw devotion in her cry ignited something primal in him. His thrusts became harder, deeper, each one striking her in ways that sent her spiraling into yet another climax. Her back arched so high it nearly lifted her off the sheets, her nails clawing at the air as he held her pinned.

The bed creaked violently under them, the sounds of their bodies slapping together echoing in the chamber. Outside, the world was quiet, but here—here it was filled with the symphony of moans, growls, wetness, and passion.

Aiden released her wrists only to grab her hips, dragging her down to meet every punishing thrust. Lysandra’s voice broke into a scream, and she buried her face against his chest, her fangs grazing his skin.

He welcomed the sting, growling as he pumped into her harder. ”Bite me. Mark me.”

Her eyes widened at his command, but instinct and desire took over. She sank her teeth lightly into his shoulder, her body clenching down around him as another orgasm ripped through her. The sensation of her bite—sharp, desperate, claiming—sent Aiden spiraling toward his own edge.

His pace grew erratic, animalistic, his breaths ragged against her ear. ”I’m close, Ly. Where do you want it?”

Her eyes fluttered open, dazed and glassy, yet filled with love and need. She cupped his face with trembling hands, pulling him into a breathless kiss. ”Inside... please, Aiden... give me everything. Fill me—make me yours forever.”

That plea shattered the last of his restraint. With a final, brutal thrust that drove deep into her womb, Aiden groaned her name against her lips as he released inside her. His body shook violently with the force of his climax, heat flooding her depths as she cried out, her body milking him desperately.

For a long moment, the world stopped—just the sound of their breathing, their hearts pounding together, and the faint drip of sweat on skin.

Finally, Aiden collapsed against her, holding her tightly as though afraid she’d disappear. Lysandra clung back, tears slipping down her cheeks, but her smile was radiant. ”You... you’ve ruined me, Sir Aiden... I’ll never want another... never...”

He chuckled softly, pressing his forehead to hers. ”Good. Because you’re mine. Always.”

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END OF Chapter : 54 : LYSANDRA’S FIRST!

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