The royal bed chamber was quiet, too quiet. The faint hum of the curse that haunted Lilith's body reverberated like a mournful hymn in the air.
Vahn sat on her left.
"Lilith," he said softly, "You've been suffering alone for far too long."
Her lips quivered beneath the veil. "Suffering makes me strong. It's the only thing I have left that's mine."
"No," he replied, stepping closer. "You have me. You've always had me, even when you tried to push me away."
Vahn's right hand slowly crawled around her waist, sending a foreign, intense sensation through Lilith's body.
She instinctively pushed it away with her own hand, her eyes flashing with panic beneath the veil. "You haven't made it clear yet, Vahn. Are we just allies, master and servant, or... something else? I need to know the terms before I let you cross boundaries between us."
"You're my wife. You're part of this family. What's there to clarify, Lilith?" Vahn stated abruptly, his sincerity undeniable. "You have always been in my heart. I know this comes as a sudden revelation, but your strength and beauty captured my heart."
Her lips quivered, stunned by the direct confession. "I'm beautiful? You have seen my true face. Still, how can you say I am beautiful?"
Vahn leaned closer, touching her veiled face with unexpected tenderness.
"Seraphina once told me I have the purest heart, but I would say you have the purest heart, Lilith," Vahn insisted. "I know your struggle, I know your pain. You might be a tough and aloof woman, but there's always a little girl who yearned for love and care after your father's unexpected departure. I cannot replace him from your heart, but I aspire to be someone you can open up to. Most importantly, I want to make you smile."
His gentle words and warm breath sent a vibrating sensation throughout her whole being. When was the last time she had smiled? She couldn't remember. After her father's loss, every joy disappeared from her life. But today, he said he wanted to make her smile. It touched her deeply.
Vahn gradually moved closer, bringing his lips to meet hers, even though he couldn't see her lips through the veil.
Lilith, noticing this, became frightened. She moved away sharply, her back hitting the wall.
"No, Vahn. I am afraid I will make you feel disgusted. My body is not pure. It is sullied by Darkness and this curse."
"I don't care, Lilith. I will make you mine, You'll just have to say yes. I will marry you."
Vahn's unwavering declaration, his commitment to marry her regardless of her perceived impurity finally broke through her lifelong armor of fear and self-loathing. The promise of acceptance was overwhelming.
Lilith stopped resisting, letting the mask of emotionless shatter. She looked at him in the eye, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
"Yes, Vahn," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I accept. I will be your wife."
Vahn smiled, a triumphant, tender smile, and finally claimed her lips through the thin veil, sealing their promise.
Lilith's breath hitched, feeling his passionate lips on hers. She didn't stop his advances. Instead she wanted more.
Vahn forced his tongue inside her mouth, eager to connect with hers.
As soon as it pried past her teeth and touched her tongue, an electric sensation ran through Lilith's body.
She didn't resist the intrusion; instead, she clumsily tried to cooperate. Their tongues battled for dominance, exchanging saliva in the process.
Vahn kept her head locked in place with his hands, greedily sucking the essence from her mouth.
It might have been disgusting to others, but in this moment, she wanted to taste every part of his body.
"Hngh… mmh… haaa…"
After five minutes, as their lips parted, a thin line of saliva stretched between them.
Vahn gazed hungrily at her matured body, which was like a ripe apple. She wasn't as voluptuous as Seraphina, but still her assets were enough to ignite his bestial nature.
Her desire, though unspoken, was clear in her eyes.
"Lilith, can you change back to your original form? I wish to continue our union with the true you, not with another person's mask."
His request stunned her. It made her happy, but it also made her insecure.
She was about to refuse, but his firm eyes told her what he needed right now. She complied submissively.
Her form changed slowly. Her clothes fell apart, her fair skin changed to a purplish tone, and her veil of darkness was replaced by a distorted face of darkness, and then eight spider legs sprouted from her back.
Anyone would have been scared or disgusted, but he wasn't. His eyes never left her face that was ruined by the curse.
"See, you're so beautiful, Lilith. Your breasts are so big, your curves are so sexy, and look at your flower bud—I am getting turned on just by looking at it. Can't you see my little brother is so hard for you?"
Lilith's eyes widened at his shameless words, but she didn't fail to notice the tent above his robes.
"You're still excited despite my ugly body?"
"It's not ugly at all. I like it very much.
Why don't I show it to you?"
Saying that, he slowly loosened his robes, letting them slip from his shoulders and fall soundlessly onto the polished floor
His 7-inch rock hard cock pointed straight at her face. The surface was veiny and swelled, a clear sign of attraction toward her body.
Lilith froze; the scent of male hormone reached under her nose.
"What's this?" she asked, unaware about male organs.
Vahn patiently taught her, "This is your man's intercourse organ. This will go inside your flower bud."
Hearing this, Lilith's purplish flower bud twitched in response, as if eager to taste its first insertion.
"What… is this weird feeling?" she whispered, trembling. There was confusion in her voice, but also fascination.
Vahn stepped closer. "It's what happens when two beings of opposite gender truly desire to connect, Lilith," he said softly. "It shows you are also a woman."
Her heart pounded. She didn't entirely understand, but her instincts did. Something forbidden awoke within her like a pull both terrifying and beautiful.
"Then… what should I do?" she asked.
He smiled gently. "Just be yourself, Lilith. I will teach you everything."
She looked up at him, eyes glimmering with uncertainty and longing. For the first time in her long, cursed life, she didn't feel like a monster. She felt wanted. Not as a tool or a creature of darkness, but as a woman.
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