Chapter 172: Lilith’s Jealousy

Kael lay frozen on his bed, staring at the ceiling, when he felt the mattress shift behind him. He turned. Lilith was already there, pink eyes glowing faintly in the dark, watching him with an unreadable intensity.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"What do you mean by that?" she replied, voice low. "I think you’re forgetting what happened earlier today."

She moved closer, climbing over him until her body pressed fully against his. Her weight settled across his hips as her hand slid under the mattress, fingers closing around the dagger she had placed there when she first arrived. Cold steel kissed the side of his neck.

Kael swallowed. "Could you explain what’s going on? I’m not sure I remember what exactly annoyed you."

Lilith’s eyes narrowed, the glow turning sharper. "I see. you really don’t know what you did."

"Not really?" he answered, genuinely searching his memory and coming up empty on anything that could have occurred today.

"Then tell me,"She said, pressing the blade a fraction tighter, "how long have you had your eyes on Lilian?"

That was when it clicked.

He had gone to Class D earlier. He had deliberately avoided looking at Lilith, never meeting her gaze, never even turning in her direction. It wasn’t indifference. With his reputation, locking eyes with her in public would have drawn attention she couldn’t afford, especially with the Velvet gang and their upper echelons, the Creed, preparing whatever large-scale operation they had planned for the academy and the Inter High Tournament. He had assumed she would want the same caution of not attracting unnecessary attention because of him. Looking at her now, he realized he had assumed wrong.

"Lilian," he said carefully. "I just recruited her for the Inter High tournament. Nothing more."

"Then why did you come with Charlotte?" Lilith pressed.

Kael took a moment. "Because we’re both on the disciplinary committee. To recommend Lilian for that post, I needed help."

She still didn’t look convinced. Her arms trembled slightly as she asked the final question, voice quieter, almost shy beneath the threat.

"Why didn’t you look in my direction when you entered?"

Kael paused. *So that was it.* The only thing that had truly gotten under her skin.

He moved fast. In one fluid motion he twisted, rolling them so that Lilith was pinned beneath him, the dagger now useless between them. His face hovered inches from hers.

"I see what’s going on," he murmured. "That’s what was actually annoying you. You should have told me sooner."

Lilith’s cheeks flushed. The malicious glow in her eyes softened into something more vulnerable.

"The main reason I didn’t look at you in class," Kael continued, "was to keep attention off you. You’re a spy. The Velvet gang is moving something big through this academy. Drawing eyes to you right now would have been reckless." He leaned closer, gaze locked on her pink irises. "But if you want me to look at you... I can do that all day."

He closed the last inch and kissed her.

The tension in Lilith’s body melted almost instantly. The dagger slipped from her fingers and clattered to the floor. Her arms rose, wrapping around his back, pulling him deeper into the kiss as she sank into the mattress beneath him.

Kael’s hands began to explore, rediscovering the familiar lines of her body. When the need for air finally forced them apart, he rested his forehead against hers.

"It’s been so long since I’ve had this," he said, voice rough. "You don’t know how much I’ve missed you."

The admission made Lilith’s face burn even hotter. It was the first time he had said anything like that to her out loud.

He didn’t give her time to recover. He pulled her school top off in one smooth motion, tossing it aside, then lowered his mouth to the side of her neck. Soft, deliberate kisses trailed down to her nape while his hands slid lower, finding the waistband of her skirt. He pushed it down her hips, palms gliding over the curve of her ass, fingers sinking in as he squeezed.

Lilith moaned against his chest. "Kael... that’s rough."

"I thought you liked it that way," he answered with a faint smile.

In answer, she worked open the buttons of his shirt, then leaned up and dragged her tongue across one of his nipples. The sudden wet heat made Kael groan, a low sound that slipped into a quiet moan.

"So that’s how you want to play it," he muttered.

He stripped the rest of his shirt off, then reached behind her and unclasped her bra. The soft weight of her breasts spilled into his hands—fuller than his palms could easily contain. He bent down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder, while his other hand drifted lower. His fingers slipped between her thighs, finding her already slick. He brushed her clit in slow, deliberate circles.

"Oooh... mmh—" Lilith tried to muffle the sound against his chest, but Kael had no intention of letting her stay quiet.

He increased the pace, rubbing firmer, faster. Her hips began to move with him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders.

"Oh Kael... I’m cumming— I’m cumming— I’m... I’m cumming—"

Her body locked up. A sharp cry tore from her throat as she came hard, squirting across his hand and the sheets. Her face flushed deep pink, eyes glassy, heart-shaped pupils visible for a fleeting moment. Kael watched her with a proud, almost lazy smile.

He climbed fully over her again and kissed her through the aftershocks. Lilith moaned into his mouth, still trembling.

"Kael... can I take a break?" she asked, breathless.

A darker smile curved his lips. "Come on now, Lilith. You came to the dragon’s den on your own. Don’t expect to leave in one piece."

He shoved his trousers down. His cock sprang free, thick and already fully hard. He lifted one of her legs, kissing the smooth skin from ankle to thigh, drawing soft, helpless sounds from her with every press of his lips. When he reached the apex of her thighs he settled between them and dragged his tongue through her folds, tasting her.

"Oh—Kael—"

Lilith’s hands flew to his hair, pulling him closer. Her thighs clamped around his head, holding him exactly where she needed him. He found the spot that made her back arch and worked it ruthlessly until she was right on the edge again—then stopped.

She stared at him, chest heaving. "Why did you stop?"

"I want you to edge," he said quietly. "Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy it."

He kissed his way back up her body, lingering at her breasts, then lined himself up. The head of his cock pressed against her entrance. With one steady thrust he sank into her, burying himself to the hilt in a single motion. The sudden stretch, the pressure against her cervix, was too much. Lilith came the moment he bottomed out, body convulsing, eyes rolling, tongue slipping past her lips as her mind blanked completely.

Kael stayed still, buried deep, and tapped two fingers lightly against her cheek while feeding a thin thread of mana into her system. Clarity slowly returned to her gaze, though she remained stuffed full of him, walls fluttering around his cock.

Only when he was sure she could handle it did he begin to move—slow at first, giving her time to adjust to his size, then faster, deeper. Lilith’s soft moans rose again, broken and needy.

"Oh Kael..."

He didn’t slow. He fucked her at a relentless pace, hips snapping, the wet sound of their bodies filling the room. She came again, and he didn’t stop. He simply adjusted, kissing her hard while he lifted her hips and drove up into her from below. After a few more strokes he pulled almost all the way out, flipped her onto her stomach, and pulled her ass up. The sight of her flushed, slightly reddened cheeks made his cock throb harder.

He slammed back in and resumed the same punishing rhythm. Time blurred. Sweat slicked both of them. Lilith’s moans had long since turned into continuous, broken sounds. After what felt like an hour of nonstop pounding, Kael’s rhythm finally stuttered. He buried himself as deep as he could go and came hard, flooding her womb in thick pulses.

"Ooooohhhh—!"

Lilith cried out as the heat filled her. When he finally pulled out, a slow trickle of cum followed, leaking down her thighs. She lay there with a lazy, sated smile, body still twitching, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded in pure, mindless pleasure—the classic ahegao expression written across her face.

Kael looked down at the marks his hands had left on her ass, at the way her pussy still fluttered and leaked. His cock, still half-hard, began to swell again.

"Lilith," he said, already climbing over her once more, "let’s go another round."

He didn’t wait for an answer.