The steam swirled around them, enveloping their faces in a hazy embrace. Their lips, moist and full, felt soft and supple. Every time she kissed him, she felt a tingling sensation from the soft flesh inside his mouth.

Each hot breath brought them closer. Melissa, practically in Reizen’s arms, tilted her head back, accepting his kisses.

His hands roamed her body, never still. His fingertips traced a path from between her br*asts, down her belly, to the smooth, firm mound between her legs. As if by accident, his fingertips grazed her cl*t.

A soft gasp escaped her lips.

“Ahh…”

To her embarrassment, the sound echoed loudly in the steam-filled bathroom. Startled, Melissa closed her mouth, trying to stifle any further sounds.

Reizen chuckled above her, breaking the kiss. He effortlessly lifted her and placed her on the ledge of the bathtub.

It was a seat designed for one.

Melissa felt a blush creep up her skin, exposed and alone above the waterline. The yellow hotel lights felt excessively bright, and there was no blanket to shield her damp nakedness. The heat from the bathwater kept the air warm, but she still instinctively hugged herself, trying to sink back down.

“C-cold…” she murmured.

“Don’t lie,” he said, her excuse falling on deaf ears. Reizen blocked her attempt to retreat back into the water, spreading his legs wide.

“The perfect position,” he purred, his eyes lazy. His hands, tracing the contours of her flushed skin, finally settled on the apex of her thighs, pressing down.

“Ahh!”

She tried to hold back, but the sound escaped her. The humid air, like a cavern, amplified every noise.

Reizen, seemingly pleased by her reaction, smirked. In one swift motion, he dipped his head down, burying himself between her legs.

“Ah!”

Melissa reached for his hair, trying to pull him back, but his strength overpowered her. He held her legs apart, pinning them with his hands, and muttered, “Keep them open, Melissa.”

“Hng! Ah!”

His tongue traced a line from her entrance, swirling around the sensitive bud at the top. Her core, slick with water and arousal, throbbed with each movement. In fact, it felt like there was more of her essence than water, the evidence a thick, slick coating around his fingers as he probed her.

His tongue teased her cl*t while two of his fingers slipped inside her, stretching her open. With every thrust of his fingers, she felt a delicious stretching, accompanied by the sounds of their wet intimacy.

“Haaang, ah, hmmm…”

Melissa could no longer contain the sounds escaping her. She surrendered to the sensations, her body moving instinctively, hips bucking against his touch.

Arching her back, she tilted her head back, overwhelmed by the exquisite pleasure-pain radiating from his skillful touch. Her vision blurred, her mind emptied of everything but the primal urge to consume him.

Reizen pulled back, rising from his kneeling position. Freed from the water, his er*ction sprang forth, a thick, imposing presence.

The sight of it, so large and curved upwards, sent a shiver down her spine. Her instinctive flinch was met with a firm tug on her hips, pulling her closer. “Hold onto the table if you don’t want to fall,” he whispered, his voice a husky murmur in her ear.

What does he…?

Before she could voice her question, he pressed himself against her entrance, his weight pushing her against the table.

“Haa, uh! No, ah, ah…, w-wait…”

“You know it gets better after the first time,” he said, his voice a low rumble.

Breathing became a shallow struggle. Melissa, gasping for air, crumpled against the table, her legs threatening to give way. He soothed her, his hand rubbing circles on her back, his voice a deceptive whisper in this intimate torture. “Relax, Melissa.”

A sharp smack landed on her backside. It was more of a sound than actual pain, but the unexpectedness of it made her jump. He promised…

Melissa trembled, tears welling up in her eyes. Unpleasant memories flickered in the back of her mind.

“Relax, Melissa.”

“Haaahh…”

But as he breached her, filling her with his presence, her eyes fluttered open, the sensations chasing away everything but the here and now. The power of the mark was truly something else.

She could feel him swell even larger inside her, stretching her to the limit.

She knew he always tried to be gentle with her, slowly stretching and preparing her. Yet, every time felt like the first, the feeling of being filled never quite losing its intensity.

“Ha… Why won’t you listen?” he growled, his voice taking on a rougher edge as he pulled her hips up, flush against him. The change in angle, the increased pressure against her most sensitive point, drew a sharp gasp from her.

“Haaang!”

“Ha…”

He let go of her hips, his movements now a steady rhythm. He wasn’t moving particularly fast, but the way she shuddered, her inner muscles clenching around him, filled him with a sense of possessive satisfaction.

How could he never get tired of this woman? Damn it, what did she do to him?

Thud, thud, thud, he hit her deepest point, and she whimpered, her body writhing in pleasure. So she likes it deep, my wife.

Reizen’s lips curled into a feral grin. He pulled back, lifting her until she stood. Her face, streaked with tears and saliva, was a mess from being pressed against the table. Her long, dark hair, damp and curling, clung to her back, his chest, and stomach, a tangled mess.

But did it matter?

He held her close, their bodies pressed together, and in the mirror, he saw two figures, n*ked and intertwined.

Melissa, lost in the haze of their intimacy, finally saw their reflection and her eyes widened, a flicker of shame passing through them.

She’s going to be embarrassed and tell me she hates this, he thought.

But, no.

“Look how beautiful you are,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. He pulled back, then thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her. The wetness between them was no longer from the bath, but a heady mix of their desire.

“Hng… Uhh, ahhh, ah! Rei… Haaaah!”

Even her disgusted expression was endearing. The way her delicate brows furrowed, tears gathering in her eyes, it was all so achingly beautiful.

His thrusts became more frantic, fueled by her reactions. His er*ction, larger than before, was now a monstrous thing, hard and demanding. Her moans… damn, even that was a talent.

“Haaah, ahhh, ha, oh, oh, aaah!”

Thud, thud, thud, thud, unable to hold back any longer, Reizen let go of all restraint. He had been trying to be gentle, mindful of her inexperience, but tonight, there was no room for such considerations. Her heat, the way she clenched him, threatened to drive him mad with pleasure. He pounded into her, sweat dripping down his sculpted body. He held her tight, his lips finding hers, devouring her moans. God, she was so sweet. Damn it, how could she be this sweet? It was driving him insane.

“Uugh, uh, hng…!”

Her core, overflowing with their combined fluids, foamed white. A thick rope of his essence, hot and viscous, trailed down their legs.

They were both gone, lost in the throes of passion. The heat that enveloped them was unlike anything they had experienced in the bath, a searing inferno. The steamy air, thick with their combined breaths, pressed down on them, a suffocating embrace.

Thud, thud, thud, thud, no matter how many times he filled her, she welcomed him, her inner muscles rippling around him, driving him closer to the edge. Melissa’s br*asts, swaying invitingly in the mirror, were a delicious distraction. He captured one in his mouth, sucking on the n*pple, pinching it between his fingers, while his hips continued their relentless rhythm. She was a mess, her body writhing, her mind on the verge of shutting down from the onslaught of pleasure.

Her cries were almost painful to hear. Her breath hitched, her lips parting in a silent plea for air. As her eyes rolled back, he swore he saw stars exploding behind her eyelids.