Chapter 47. Melting Inside You

He leaned down, his hot breath brushing Ethan Caelan's ear, his voice a hoarse whisper, "Can you feel it? My cum melting inside you."

He smiled in delight, pressing his hand against Ethan’s lower abdomen, "Keep it all in, don’t let a drop spill. I still want to put more in you."

Ethan lay helpless beneath Valerius Evander's large body. Every thrust sent sharp waves of pain through his lower body, and he lifted his tear-filled phoenix eyes, abandoning his pride, begging him:

"Please, spare me... I can't take it anymore."

Valerius unexpectedly paused, gazing into Ethan's once-brilliant, crystal-clear eyes, now clouded with a mist of sorrow. His porcelain skin, bruised and flushed from the torment, only made him more stunning—a beauty so captivating and alluring that it left Valerius spellbound.

"How can you be so beautiful?" Valerius murmured, tracing the contours of Ethan's face with his fingertips.

For a moment, Ethan thought Valerius had finally taken pity on him. Struggling to speak, he said, "Please..."

Before Ethan could finish, Valerius grinned mischievously and silenced him with a hand over his mouth. "Shhh! We're just getting started... I told you, serve me well! Please me, and I will let you return to Aria."

Lust, like a fire, consumed Valerius' reason. He grabbed Ethan’s legs, lifting them high and folding them against Ethan's own body, forcing his knees to touch his shoulders. His hips thrust upward, creating an arched curve that exposed Ethan’s entrance fully before Valerius' eyes.

"This position suits you perfectly," Valerius said with a grin. Consumed by desire, he plunged his cock deep into Ethan from above, pinning him down.

Ethan’s body was compressed tightly, locked in place. His skin felt as if it were being torn apart, trembling helplessly beneath Valerius' control.

"No..." Ethan shook his head in fear, his body drained of strength to resist. "Please... please spare me."

"Beg me," Valerius ordered.

"Begging you," Ethan repeated in despair.

"Beg me to fuck you." Valerius tightened his grip on Ethan’s waist, whispering against his ear, emphasizing each word. "Perhaps... then I will be gentler with you." The cruel mockery in his voice sent another wave of shock through Ethan

"Get off me!" Ethan gritted his teeth, his body shaking with rage, wishing he could throw off the beast clinging to him. Every lewd word that escaped Valerius's lips filled him with disgust. 

But Valerius no longer cared about Ethan's protests; he was entirely focused on the small, wet hole that kept contracting, inviting him to plunge deeper inside.

"Aaa..." Ethan moaned in pain. His whole body trembled with each forceful thrust. This position was terrifying; Valerius' massive cock scraped against his insides, sinking deeper than it ever had before.

"A...ah... So tight, so deep," Valerius groaned. The intense pleasure surged through him, like a current of electricity racing up his spine, leaving him dizzy with ecstasy.

Valerius continued to kiss Ethan’s body. His lips were burning, as if intent on swallowing up any remaining defiance from him, leaving bloody bite marks on his pale skin. He wanted to claim Ethan completely, marking every inch of his body with his possession. He wanted his cum to coat Ethan from the inside out, The feeling of conquering, of possessing this proud, talented man beneath him, making him wholly his, a conquest that filled Valerius with an overwhelming sense of dominance and satisfaction.

In a moment of ecstasy and pleasure, Valerius Evander let his guard down, loosening his hold on Ethan Caelan. Though Ethan's body was completely exhausted, anger and disgust still surged within him. Gritting his teeth, he gathered all his remaining strength and kicked Valerius hard in the chest: "Get off me... You beast!"

Ethan’s kick sent Valerius rolling off the bed. Seizing the opportunity, Ethan leaped down, grabbing a nearby dagger and lunging straight at Valerius: "Valerius Evander! Die!"

Caught off guard, Valerius barely managed to raise his arm in defense, but the sharp blade carved a long gash into his forearm, and blood flowed freely. In pain, Valerius roared, lunging toward Ethan to pin him down. But Ethan was quicker, pressing the dagger to his own throat: "Take one more step, and I’ll kill myself right here."

Valerius froze, a cruel smirk curling his lips: "You dare threaten me with your life after attacking me? That’s a crime worthy of bathing the entire kingdom of Aria in blood."

Seeing that Ethan wasn’t wavering, Valerius continued: "Ethan Caelan, if you die here today, no one from The Jade Heart Palace will survive. Han Thu, who plotted with you, will meet the same fate."

Ethan’s eyes filled with sorrow and despair. "If I die, why would I care who lives or dies? You can kill whomever you please; it has nothing to do with me."

Ethan’s hand clenched the dagger tighter, the blade pressing harder against his throat, drawing a thin line of blood.

A flash of fear crossed Valerius' face. He knew Ethan would do it—he would truly kill himself to escape. He had only enjoyed Ethan a few times, had not yet completely broken him, had not made Ethan his entirely. How could he let Ethan die now? Softening his voice, Valerius spoke gently:

"Ethan! Put the dagger down, and I will forgive your attack. I won’t pursue Aria for punishment, and I’ll spare everyone in The Jade Heart Palace. You can all live happily together again. What do you say?"

Ethan shook his head, his voice bitter and hollow. "Live happily? Will you truly spare me? Will you stop humiliating me?"

Valerius nodded firmly: "Yes! As you wish. I won’t force you anymore. You can have whatever you want, just put the dagger down."

"Liar!" Ethan screamed, his eyes filled with utter despair. "I don’t believe you. I’ve endured enough of this humiliation."

Ethan Caelan shut his eyes tightly, tears streaming down his pale face. He clenched his teeth and slashed the knife across his neck. A stream of crimson blood gushed from the cut.