All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sinful Affair: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Draeven’s scathing words made Zavian's body go stiff with dread. He knew better than to take Draeven's threats lightly.The fact that the usually rational Aetherion remained unusually quiet instead of retorting Draeven’s taunts meant Zavian was pushing the limits of these powerful entities within him way too far past what was considered safe or rational.It was a miracle he still maintained tenuous control over his own body and mind in these heated moments. That they hadn't simply overpowered him completely to ravish Emmeline and forcibly complete the mate bond as was destined.A deep sense of foreboding washed over Zavian. Even more concerning was that he hadn't felt Zareth’s presence at all since that unsettling slip on Christmas Eve.Zavian quickly shoved those worrying thoughts aside for now and returned his full attention to Emmeline's luscious form stretched out temptingly before him."Do you know you're charming even in just a simple towel? With your heavy-lidded bedroom eyes re

Emmeline rested her head against his chest, utterly exhausted as he walked them out of the stiflingly hot room.The fresh, cool air entering her lungs was like a saving grace. She took a deep, relieved inhale."I feel like I'm finally breathing again," she sighed, closing her eyes in relief for a moment and losing sense of her surroundings."The air inside was so hot. I’m amazed at how you handled it without complaints," Zavian remarked."I almost forgot how hot it was. I was too indulged in your ministrations," Emmeline replied with a light smile. "You were so seductive under the warm, dim lights of the sauna."Emmeline's eyes fluttered open, realizing they had reached the break room when he placed her on the couch."Wait here for a while. I'll get you some juice," Zavian instructed. "When you feel you've got your energy back, we'll go to the massage parlor."Too drained to argue, Emmeline simply nodded obediently.Zavian returned a few moments later with two bottles in his hand. "Str

Emmeline's entire body was swallowed with shame and excitement as she was fully exposed to his ravenous gaze.Zavian's eyes raked over every lush curve and swell of her nude form hungrily, like a man starved."Your womanly curves take my breath away whenever I dare to look at them.” The rough timbre of his voice scraped deliciously against her senses. "I want to sneak my hands into your sacred, forbidden area and do so many deliciously bad things with you."When she felt the first warm trickle of the fragrant almond oil pouring down the cleft of her ass, a full-body shiver raced down her spine. A rogue drop of oil rebelled against the path and trickled towards her aching womanhood instead. Her silken inner walls clenched violently in response."Very bad things," Zavian murmured roughly, his sexy tone like a physical caress feeding the flames of desire burning low in her belly."Catch your breath, little girl because you are going to need it.” His hand landed on the swell of her ass bef

"Please Zavian, put your hand down there and feel how soaked and ready I am for you… how much I ache for your dick to open me up or at least your fingers to be buried deep inside, stretching me," Emmeline pleaded without a shred of shame or innocence left.Zavian continued to peel off the frozen wax on her glistening skin with casual ease, his movements purposefully slow and teasing as he drew out her torment. "Wetness is not the only criterion for gauging a woman's true depths of need, little girl. You'll have to convince me better than that."Emmeline knew he meant for her to beg even more desperately and shamelessly, so she did just that without hesitation. She was utterly enslaved by this devil wearing an angelic face."Please, Zavian, release me from this delicious torment! I need you so badly, I'm burning for your touch, your fingers, your thick cock!" she cried out in a broken tone edged with despair.As soon as Zavian finished cleaning the wax from her flushed, glistening skin,

Emmeline smiled at his seductive threat until he addressed her in a commanding tone once more. "I want you to massage my chest now, temptress. Work that oil into my heated skin thoroughly."She picked up the bottle of scented oil from the table and drizzled some directly on his chest under his hooded gaze, letting it trail down between the ridges of muscle."I will torture you with my intimate touches just as you've tormented me with yours," Emmeline promised in a sultry murmur, leaning over him.She started distributing the oil all over his chest and abdomen with firm strokes of her hands, admiring the way the muscles flexed and rippled under her fingertips. "Your solid chest reminds me of the thick, heavy length straining between your legs, both beating with need."Zavian’s hands worked and kneaded her breasts, tweaking her taut nipples while she rubbed the oil into his chest with her skilled hands."But the upper pulse is far less dangerous than the one below," he rumbled meaningful