Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Chapter 1810: Let Me In



Chapter 1810: Let Me In

Villain Ch 1810. Let Me In

Her whole body seized in shock. This was the first time she’d ever seen a man like this — not in games, not in art, not in her otome fantasies. Real. Hot. Alive. ʀᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛʀs ᴀᴛ novel※fire.net

Her heart banged against her ribs so hard it hurt.

Allen… was enormous.

-Bathump! – Bathump! -Bathump!

She thought she would faint.

He looked utterly calm. Not flustered. Not needy. Just… waiting. Like a king sitting for judgment, even though she was the one on trial.

But his face was flushed, just faintly, his breath slower than usual.

That made it worse.

Azura flicked her gaze up at him, cheeks burning so hot she thought her skin would peel. “You… you’re… oh my god.”

Allen’s mouth tugged into the faintest smirk. “Scared?”

Her voice cracked. “N-no! Just—”

He tilted his head. “Then what are you waiting for?”

Her breath hitched. Her fingers twitched uselessly at her sides. But curiosity — no, need — pulled at her like a tide.

Tentatively, with trembling fingers, she reached out and wrapped her hand around him.

Allen hissed. Sharp. Low. His eyes flared, narrowing like a predator’s.

The sound jolted through her, right between her legs. It was sexy. It was so damn sexy.

Her body lit up in ways she’d never felt before. Her thighs pressed together, desperate for relief she couldn’t name.

She squeezed lightly, testing.

Allen’s jaw clenched, but he let out a low growl, his shoulders tensing even though his hands were still folded neatly behind his back.

Azura gasped. “You—You’re sensitive…”

“Everyone is there,” Allen muttered, voice dark, amused. “But me? Especially.”

Her lips parted. Something shifted inside her. Fear gave way to something else — power.

She was making him react.

Her.

Not Vivian. Not Jane. Not Shea. Not the others.

Allen was groaning because of her touch.

Her chest fluttered wildly.

She leaned closer, emboldened, and kissed his neck. Soft at first. Then firmer. She sucked lightly, teeth grazing his skin.

Allen’s head tilted back, a hiss tearing from his throat. “Azura…”

The sound — his voice, low and warning but laced with pleasure — shot fire straight through her.

She sucked harder, leaving a mark. A dark stain on his pale skin.

When she pulled back, she saw it — her mark. Her first.

Allen looked down at her, eyes blazing, lips parted as he panted softly.

She shivered. It was intoxicating.

‘So this is why Vivian does it,’ Azura thought, dazed. ‘This is why she loves biting him. Leaving proof.’

She understood now. Because seeing it — that bruise, hers — made something possessive and greedy flare up in her chest.

Allen chuckled darkly, voice low. “Bold, aren’t you?”

Her cheeks burned, but she smiled faintly. “Maybe.”

Her hand moved again, stroking slowly, experimentally. She felt his heat, the weight, the pulse beneath her fingers. He was so hard.

Her body was melting. The more she touched him, the less afraid she felt. Desire drowned her nerves, until all that was left was the urge to give him more.

Her thighs pressed tighter together, her below was wet now, her whole body betraying her.

She glanced up at him again. “Does this… feel good?”

Allen’s smirk deepened, though his breathing was uneven now. “Good enough that if you keep going, I’ll break my promise and take control.”

Her heart skipped.

She swallowed, lips trembling, torn between panic and excitement.

Maybe that was what she wanted.

Maybe that was exactly what she needed.

Azura’s hand moved higher, her fingers brushing over Allen’s tip.

He jolted.

For the first time since he’d knelt before her, perfectly composed, his mask cracked. His breath hitched. His body tensed. And his eyes—sharp, cold, always in control—flared with heat so raw it made her insides twist.

He blushed. Just faintly. But she saw it.

And his gaze… his gaze said everything his mouth didn’t.

‘Let me. Let me fuck you now.’

Her body burned. The fear, the nerves, the what-ifs—they drowned under the pounding of her pulse, under the heat pooling between her thighs. She needed him.

So she did it.

Her trembling hands reached into the drawer of the side table, fumbling. She pulled out a small box. Shook it once for courage. Then, with a face flushed crimson, she showed it to him.

Condoms.

“Do it,” she whispered. Yes, she had prepared this.

Allen froze for a fraction of a second. Then his composure shattered into something hungrier.

He snatched the box from her hand, tore it open with sharp impatience, ripped one foil packet. His movements were still precise—but quicker now. Controlled urgency.

Azura’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she watched him roll it down, her entire body screaming at her that this was happening. This was real.

Allen’s eyes flicked back to her, dark and unreadable. Then, slowly, he leaned in, his fingers trailing down her stomach, between her thighs.

She gasped as his fingertips brushed her clit. Gentle. Teasing. Electric.

“A-Allen—!” Her body arched against the couch.

He smirked faintly, rubbing slow circles, coaxing her open. “Wet already,” he murmured. “Good girl.”

Her cheeks burned, her whole body trembling under his words. The embarrassment mixed with something hotter—pleasure sharp enough to make her toes curl.

And then—he shifted closer.

His body pressed over hers, his heat swallowing her, his weight heavy but secure. He gripped her hip with one hand, steadying her, while the other guided himself lower.

She felt the tip of him press against her entrance. Just a graze at first. Hot. Hard. Her breath stopped in her throat.

Allen’s gaze never left her. “Last chance.”

Azura’s heart pounded. Her voice broke, but her answer was clear. “Do it.”

His lips curved into the faintest smile.

Then he pushed.

Not rough. Not fast. Just slow enough for her to feel every inch as he stretched her open, the head of him sliding past resistance.

A sharp yelp tore from her throat. Her nails dug into his shoulders. “Ah—!”

Allen hissed, holding still, his jaw tight. “Relax,” he murmured, low and commanding. “Breathe, Azura. Let me in.”

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