章節 3: The Seduction of Rebekah
Chapter 3: The Seduction of Rebekah
The moon hung low in the New Orleans sky, casting a silvery glow over the French Quarter. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and the distant sound of jazz music echoed through the narrow streets. Sebastian leaned against the wrought-iron railing of a balcony, taking in the vibrant nightlife below. His dark hair tousled in the gentle breeze, and a sly smile played on his lips as he thought of his next conquest.
He had observed the Mikaelson family long enough to recognize that Rebekah was the most vulnerable of the three siblings. She wore her heart on her sleeve, and her desire for freedom and love was palpable. He was determined to use this to his advantage, to weave his spell around her and draw her into his world.
Sebastian made his way to the Mikaelson compound, the grandeur of the old house contrasting sharply with the chaos of the city. As he entered, he found Rebekah in the dimly lit living room, a glass of wine in her hand, staring wistfully at the flickering fire. Her golden hair framed her face, and her eyes sparkled with a mixture of hope and sadness.
"Rebekah," he said softly, stepping into the room. She turned to him, her expression brightening at the sight of him.
"Sebastian," she replied, her voice warm and inviting. "I didn't expect to see you here tonight."
"I can't stay away," he said, closing the distance between them. "There's something about this place, and about you, that draws me in."
Her cheeks flushed at his compliment, and he could see her defenses beginning to lower. He moved closer, his gaze intent on hers, letting the air between them crackle with unspoken tension.
"Do you really mean that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Of course I do," he replied, leaning in slightly. "You deserve to be seen for who you truly are, Rebekah. Not just as a Mikaelson, but as a powerful, beautiful woman."
As he spoke, he reached out, brushing a stray hair behind her ear, letting his fingers linger on her skin longer than necessary. The warmth of her breath mingled with his, creating an intoxicating atmosphere that enveloped them both.
"Tell me about your dreams," he urged, wanting to delve deeper into her heart, to discover her desires. "What do you truly want?"
She hesitated, searching his eyes for sincerity. "I want to be free from this family's expectations. I want to experience life, love, and adventure."
Sebastian felt a surge of excitement; her vulnerability was his playground. "Then let's explore that together," he suggested, his voice low and smooth. "Let me show you what true adventure feels like."
With those words, he leaned in, capturing her lips with his. The kiss was electric, igniting a fire between them that had been simmering since their first encounter. She melted against him, her hands finding their way to his hair, pulling him closer as their kiss deepened.
Sebastian savored the taste of her, the sweet blend of wine and warmth that enveloped him. He stepped forward, guiding her backward until she was pressed against the wall, his body enveloping hers as he poured every ounce of desire into their kiss. His hands traveled down her sides, feeling the curve of her waist, the softness of her skin.
"Sebastian," she murmured between kisses, her breath quickening. "What are we doing?"
"Exploring," he whispered, his lips trailing down to her neck, planting soft kisses along her collarbone. "Let go of your inhibitions, Rebekah. I promise you'll feel alive."
With his words, he coaxed her deeper into the embrace, his hands roaming freely. He felt her pulse quicken beneath his fingertips, the way she leaned into him, hungry for more. He drew back slightly, looking into her eyes, which shimmered with a mix of uncertainty and longing.
"I don't want to hurt you," she said, a hint of doubt creeping into her voice.
"You won't," he reassured her, brushing his thumb over her cheek. "I'm here to show you how to embrace your desires, not to diminish them."
Sebastian leaned in for another kiss, this time slower, more deliberate. He took his time, ensuring she felt every brush of his lips, every flick of his tongue, igniting a desire that surged between them. She melted against him, surrendering to the moment, and he knew he had her right where he wanted her.
With a newfound confidence, he pressed her against the wall, deepening their kiss while letting his hands explore her body. He could feel her warmth radiating against him, a delicious contrast to the cool night air.
Rebekah whimpered softly as he pulled her closer, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Her hands explored his back, tracing the muscles hidden beneath his shirt, and he felt a rush of power surging through him. With every kiss, every touch, he siphoned off her strength and energy, making him feel invincible.
Breaking the kiss, Sebastian stepped back slightly, his gaze searching hers. "Do you trust me?" he asked, his voice low and hypnotic.
"Yes," she breathed, her eyes shining with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
"Good," he said, the corner of his mouth lifting in a devilish smile. "Let's take this to the next level."
He led her to the living room's plush sofa, where the flickering flames cast dancing shadows around them. Gently, he pushed her down onto the soft cushions, hovering over her, his body a shield against the world outside.
Sebastian paused for a moment, drinking in the sight of her. The way her hair cascaded over the cushions, her lips slightly parted, her breath quickening with anticipation. He leaned down, capturing her lips again, this time with an urgency that reflected his desire.
Their kisses grew more frantic as his hands explored the curve of her body, slipping beneath her shirt to caress her soft skin. He could feel her shiver at his touch, her body arching into him as she surrendered to the sensations he elicited.
Rebekah's hands roamed over him, feeling the contours of his muscles, pulling him closer as she lost herself in the heat of the moment. Sebastian reveled in her response, feeling her desire surge through him, feeding his own lust.
"Sebastian," she gasped as he trailed kisses down her neck, finding the sensitive spots that made her shudder. "What are you doing to me?"
"Just awakening what's already inside you," he replied, his breath warm against her skin. "Let yourself feel, Rebekah."
With a mix of passion and urgency, he continued to explore her body, moving down her sides, his fingers teasing the hem of her shirt. He paused, looking into her eyes, searching for any hesitation.
"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.
"Yes," she breathed, her eyes dark with desire. "I want this."
With her affirmation, he slowly lifted her shirt, exposing her smooth skin to his hungry gaze. He marveled at her beauty, every curve and dip inviting his touch. Rebekah shivered as he pressed his lips to her abdomen, trailing kisses lower until he reached the waistband of her jeans.
"Sebastian," she gasped, her voice trembling with need.
He looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust. "Just relax. Let me take care of you."
With that, he deftly unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them down her legs, leaving her clad in only her delicate lace panties. His breath hitched at the sight, his desire overwhelming as he took in her beauty.
Sebastian leaned down, placing soft kisses along her thighs, teasing her, drawing out her anticipation. Rebekah's breath quickened, her hands tangling in his hair as she urged him closer, silently begging for more.
"Please," she whispered, her voice a mix of desperation and longing.
He smiled against her skin, savoring the power he held over her. "You're beautiful," he murmured, before leaning in to press a soft kiss against the fabric of her panties.
Rebekah gasped, her body arching in response as he took his time, teasing her relentlessly. He could feel her energy thrumming beneath the surface, and it only heightened his desire to claim her completely.
"Sebastian," she urged, her voice breathy. "I need you."
"Then let me show you," he replied, pulling her panties down, exposing her to him fully.
He leaned in, savoring the moment, as he finally tasted her sweetness. The sensation of her body responding to his every touch sent electric shocks through him, fueling his power as he lost himself in her.
"Sebastian!" she cried, her voice filled with ecstasy as he continued to pleasure her, bringing her to the brink of bliss.
He reveled in the sounds of her pleasure, each gasp and moan pushing him deeper into his own desire. He could feel the connection between them growing, the energy pulsing as he took what he needed, and in return, he gave her everything she craved.
"Don't stop," she begged, her fingers gripping the cushions as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.
And just when she thought she could bear no more, he drove her over the precipice, her body trembling beneath him as waves of pleasure crashed through her.
Rebekah cried out, her body arching against his as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her. Sebastian watched in awe as the ecstasy washed over her, feeling her energy surge into him, invigorating him. Her cries were music to his ears, each note heightening his own desire.
He leaned down, kissing her as she came down from her high, her body still trembling beneath his. The taste of her lingered on his lips, a heady reminder of the connection they shared in that moment. He could feel her heartbeat racing, and he wanted nothing more than to keep her in this blissful state.
"Rebekah," he murmured, pulling back to gaze into her eyes, which were still glazed with pleasure. "You are breathtaking."
Her cheeks flushed a rosy hue, a mixture of embarrassment and exhilaration as she caught her breath. "I didn't expect that," she admitted, her voice a soft whisper. "You have a way of… surprising me."
Sebastian smirked, his charm fully engaged. "I aim to please. And I intend to show you that this is just the beginning."
He moved back, settling between her legs, his hands caressing her thighs as he leaned in to kiss her deeply again. She responded eagerly, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer as their lips melded together.
The kiss deepened, and he could feel her warmth radiating against him, igniting his own desire once more. With a deft motion, he removed his shirt, baring his chest to her gaze. The look in her eyes shifted to something raw and primal as she took in the sight of him.
"God, you're gorgeous," she breathed, her fingers trailing over his skin, igniting a fire beneath his flesh.
Sebastian's heart raced at her admiration. "You have no idea how much I want you," he confessed, his voice low and husky. "But I want you to feel every bit of it, to understand just how powerful our connection can be."
With that, he shifted, positioning himself between her legs more securely. He leaned down, placing hot kisses along her neck and collarbone, savoring the taste of her skin. Rebekah moaned softly, arching her back as she craved more of him.
"Sebastian," she gasped, her voice filled with urgency. "Don't tease me. I need you inside me."
Her words sent a jolt of desire through him, and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. "Then let's make that happen," he whispered, his breath ghosting against her skin as he reached for his belt.
With a flick of his wrist, he released it and pushed his jeans down, freeing himself from the confines of his clothing. He paused, allowing her to take in the sight of him, the anticipation hanging heavy in the air.
Rebekah's eyes widened, a mixture of desire and awe as she drank in the sight before her. "Sebastian…"
"Are you sure?" he asked again, wanting to ensure she was fully committed to this moment. He didn't want to rush her; he wanted her to want him just as desperately as he wanted her.
"Yes," she replied, her voice firm. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."
He smiled, feeling a surge of triumph and lust as he moved closer, positioning himself at her entrance. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss as he slowly entered her, their bodies fitting together perfectly.
Rebekah gasped against his mouth, her nails digging into his back as he pushed deeper. "Oh, God," she breathed, her body instinctively arching against his as he filled her completely.
Sebastian relished the feeling, every inch of her wrapping around him, pulling him in deeper. He moved slowly at first, allowing her to adjust to him, savoring the heat and intimacy between them. He wanted her to feel every thrust, every connection, to understand just how intertwined their fates were in that moment.
"Sebastian," she gasped, her voice a mix of pleasure and need. "Please… faster."
With a wicked grin, he obliged, quickening his pace while keeping his movements controlled, ensuring she felt every thrust. The sound of skin against skin filled the room, mixing with the soft gasps and moans that escaped her lips.
"Just like that," she encouraged, her voice breathy as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer.
Sebastian reveled in the feeling of her body responding to him, each movement drawing him closer to the edge. He could feel the tension building between them, the energy crackling in the air as they moved together in perfect harmony.
"Let go, Rebekah," he urged, his voice low and sultry. "Feel everything."
With every thrust, he coaxed her closer to her peak, their bodies dancing together in an ancient rhythm. He could feel her energy pulsing through him, igniting his own lust and pushing him toward oblivion.
"Sebastian!" she cried, her voice rising as the pleasure reached an unbearable height. "I'm so close!"
"Let it take you," he urged, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he sought his own release, driven by her pleasure.
With a final, desperate thrust, she spiraled over the edge, her body clenching around him as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. Her cries filled the room, and Sebastian felt himself drawn into her release, the energy between them reaching a fever pitch as they came together.
"Rebekah!" he shouted, his own release crashing over him in powerful waves. The world around them faded, and all that existed was the two of them, bound together by desire and connection.
As they came down from the high, he collapsed beside her, panting as he pulled her into his arms. She nestled against him, her breathing still shaky, a satisfied smile gracing her lips.
"That was…" she began, searching for the right words.
"Intense?" he suggested, his tone playful.
"Definitely intense," she laughed softly, looking up at him with those bright, captivating eyes. "You have a way of getting under my skin, Sebastian."
"And I intend to stay there," he replied, a hint of possessiveness creeping into his voice. He brushed his fingers through her hair, relishing the quiet intimacy of the moment.
Rebekah's expression softened, and for a moment, he could see the vulnerability in her eyes again. "What happens now?"
"Now," he said, pausing to consider his words carefully, "we explore this connection. I want to show you everything you've been missing. Together, we can create our own adventure."
She smiled, a flicker of hope lighting up her features. "I'd like that."
Sebastian leaned down, capturing her lips in another soft kiss, sealing their pact. In that moment, he felt the power of their connection, the promise of what was yet to come. The night was still young, and he was determined to make it unforgettable for them both.
As they basked in the afterglow of their passionate encounter, Sebastian felt a surge of triumph coursing through him. Rebekah, still nestled against him, radiated warmth and satisfaction, and he couldn't help but marvel at the power he held over her. She was a formidable force in her own right, a Mikaelson, but in this moment, she was entirely his.
Rebekah traced her fingers along Sebastian's chest, her touch light yet electrifying. "So, what's your plan, Sebastian? Are you going to sweep me off my feet every chance you get?" Her playful tone belied the curiosity behind her question.
He smirked, enjoying the way she teased him. "Only if you're willing to be swept away," he replied, his voice low and sultry. "I have much more in store for you, my dear Rebekah. This is merely the beginning."
She raised an eyebrow, intrigue glimmering in her eyes. "I've always loved a good adventure. Just don't make me regret it."
"Regret? Never," he said confidently, brushing his fingers along her jawline. "What I want is to give you everything you desire. Freedom, excitement… and perhaps a little chaos along the way."
Her laughter danced in the air, lightening the mood between them. "Chaos seems to follow the Mikaelsons wherever we go. Are you sure you're prepared for that?"
"Chaos is my specialty," he replied with a wink. "But it's not just chaos I offer. I want to show you a world beyond what you've known—a life unchained by your family's expectations."
Rebekah's gaze flickered with uncertainty, a shadow crossing her features. "I love my family, despite everything. But sometimes, I feel like I'm living in their shadows."
Sebastian reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers. "Then let's step out of those shadows together. We'll create our own path, one filled with passion, power, and desire."
"Together?" she echoed softly, her eyes searching his for sincerity.
"Absolutely," he promised, his voice firm. "We can conquer this city, take control of our destinies, and enjoy every moment of it."
The weight of his words settled in the space between them, and Rebekah's expression shifted from uncertainty to a spark of excitement. "Okay, then. Let's see what kind of trouble we can stir up together."
Sebastian felt his heart quicken at her willingness to embrace the chaos he so loved. He leaned closer, brushing his lips against hers, igniting the fire that had only just settled. "I think we'll create a beautiful kind of trouble."
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The Next Evening
Sebastian and Rebekah ventured out into the heart of New Orleans, the sun setting over the horizon, casting a warm golden hue across the French Quarter. The vibrant streets buzzed with life, music echoing from nearby bars and the intoxicating scent of spices wafting through the air.
Sebastian led Rebekah through the lively throngs, reveling in the attention their presence commanded. Heads turned as they walked hand-in-hand, his dark charm complimenting her fierce beauty perfectly. They were a striking pair, an incubus and a Mikaelson, and he knew how to wield that power.
"Where to first?" Rebekah asked, her excitement palpable as they approached a popular nightclub, vibrant lights flickering and pulsing in rhythm with the music inside.
"Let's start here," he suggested, his voice smooth and enticing. "This place is known for its supernatural clientele. We might find some interesting allies… or enemies."
Rebekah grinned, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I can't wait to see what kind of trouble we can get into."
As they stepped inside, the club enveloped them in its energy, bodies swaying to the beat, drinks flowing freely. Sebastian scanned the room, spotting a few familiar faces among the crowd. Witches, vampires, and other supernatural beings mingled, their conversations a low hum beneath the pulsing music.
"Let me introduce you to a few friends," Sebastian said, pulling Rebekah closer as he navigated through the crowd. He felt her warmth beside him, her presence empowering him further.
They approached a group of witches seated at a table, laughter and banter spilling into the air. Sebastian exchanged greetings, charming them effortlessly while introducing Rebekah as his new companion. The women eyed her with intrigue, clearly impressed by the Mikaelson's beauty.
"Careful, Sebastian," one of the witches teased, her gaze lingering on Rebekah. "You might have your hands full with her."
"I've never backed down from a challenge," he replied smoothly, a confident smirk playing on his lips.
Rebekah engaged with the witches easily, her natural charisma shining through as they chatted. Sebastian watched, feeling a swell of pride as she held her own among them, proving to be just as captivating as he knew she was.
"Want to dance?" he suggested, leaning closer to her ear to be heard over the music.
She grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Absolutely."
He led her to the dance floor, where the rhythm pulsed through the air. Bodies moved together in a sensual wave, and Sebastian guided her effortlessly, their bodies brushing against one another as they swayed.
As they danced, the heat between them intensified, an electric charge filling the space. Sebastian wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, feeling her heartbeat sync with his.
"Sebastian," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper as she looked up at him, her lips tantalizingly close. "You're a dangerous man."
"Only if you let me be," he replied, his breath ghosting over her lips. He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss, the world around them fading into nothingness.
Rebekah melted against him, responding eagerly as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. The kiss deepened, the energy between them crackling with intensity as they lost themselves in one another.
He pulled back, breathless, and gazed into her eyes, which sparkled with desire. "I could get used to this."
"Me too," she admitted, her cheeks flushed with color. "You bring out a side of me I didn't know existed."
Sebastian felt a surge of satisfaction at her words. He was beginning to weave himself into her life, and he intended to keep her captivated. "Then let's make the most of it."
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Later That Night
As the night wore on, Sebastian continued to charm the supernatural denizens of the club, weaving a web of intrigue around himself and Rebekah. The connection between them grew stronger with every interaction, every shared laugh, and every stolen kiss.
Eventually, they found themselves retreating to a quieter corner of the club, away from the thrumming music and pulsating lights. The atmosphere shifted, becoming more intimate, the sounds of the club fading into the background.
"Do you feel that?" Rebekah asked, her voice soft as she leaned against a wall, her eyes searching his. "There's something electric about us, Sebastian."
"I do," he replied, his tone serious now. "It's more than just attraction; it's a connection that runs deep."
Before she could respond, he closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a fervent kiss. The heat of the moment surged through them, igniting their desires anew. He pressed her against the wall, feeling the warmth of her body against his as their kisses deepened.
"Sebastian," she murmured breathlessly between kisses, her hands tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer. "You drive me wild."
"Good," he said, his voice low and possessive. "I want you to feel everything I have to offer."
With that, he moved his lips down to her neck, trailing hot kisses along her collarbone. Rebekah moaned softly, her head tilting back as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her.
He could feel her energy responding to his touch, a pulse of magic thrumming in the air as he drew closer to her. It only fueled his desire, and he knew he was intoxicating her with each caress.
"Sebastian," she gasped, her breath quickening. "Please… I need you."
Her words sent a jolt of need coursing through him. He met her gaze, his eyes dark with lust and determination. "Then let's take this to the next level."
Without hesitation, he guided her through a hidden door at the back of the club, leading her into a dimly lit storage room. The space was cramped but intimate, and he wasted no time in claiming her lips once more, pushing her against the wall.
"Is this what you wanted?" he asked, his voice thick with desire as he pressed his body against hers, the heat between them nearly unbearable.
"More than anything," she breathed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Sebastian captured her lips again, their kisses growing frantic as they explored one another with fervor. He could feel the urgency building between them, an unquenchable hunger that demanded to be satisfied.
He pulled back just enough to catch his breath, his forehead resting against hers. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"
"Yes," she said firmly, her voice filled with conviction. "I want you, Sebastian. Completely."
With a wicked smile, he kissed her deeply once more, the taste of her igniting a fire within him. He reached for the hem of her dress, slowly lifting it as his fingers brushed against her skin. Rebekah gasped, her breath hitching as he revealed her legs, his fingers trailing along her thighs.
Sebastian reveled in the way Rebekah's body responded to his touch, her skin warm and inviting under his fingers. The intimacy of the moment enveloped them, the world outside fading into a distant memory. He leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over her neck as he pressed soft kisses against her collarbone, savoring the taste of her skin.
"Sebastian," she whispered, her voice a mix of desire and anticipation. "Don't tease me."
He chuckled softly, his lips curling into a sly grin. "I wouldn't dream of it." With that, he moved lower, trailing kisses down her body, each one igniting a fire that burned brighter with every touch.
As he reached her thighs, he felt the tension in her body build, her breath quickening. He looked up at her, locking eyes, and found a mixture of lust and need mirrored back at him. There was no turning back now. The seductive dance they'd begun was about to reach its peak.
He pushed her dress higher, exposing her completely to him, the heat radiating between them palpable. His hands explored her curves, fingers dancing over her soft skin, eliciting a series of soft moans from her lips. "You're absolutely stunning," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
Rebekah's hands tangled in his hair, urging him on. "Enough talking," she demanded, her voice low and commanding. "Just kiss me."
He obeyed, capturing her mouth again as he pressed against her, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Their kisses were urgent and fervent, each one a promise of the pleasure that awaited them.
With a sudden burst of energy, Sebastian lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her deeper into the room, finding a small table to lay her down upon. The surface was cool against her back, but the heat of the moment more than compensated for it.
He stepped back for a moment, taking in the sight of her laid out before him—beautiful, wild, and completely at his mercy. It stirred something primal within him, a fierce need to claim her, to mark her as his own.
"Are you ready for this?" he asked, his voice low and enticing, watching as her eyes gleamed with desire.
"More than ready," she replied breathlessly, her cheeks flushed, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Now stop wasting time and show me what you've got."
Sebastian's grin widened, excitement coursing through him. He leaned over her, kissing her deeply as his hands explored every inch of her body. He felt the tension building between them, their chemistry electric as their desires intertwined.
He pulled back slightly, gazing into her eyes, which shimmered with lust. "Just remember, you asked for this," he said, his voice low and dangerous.
"Trust me, I won't regret it," she whispered, her eyes dark with anticipation.
With a teasing smile, he pressed his body against hers, their warmth igniting a fire that consumed them both. He took his time, savoring every moment as he caressed her skin, tracing the curve of her waist and the softness of her thighs.
"Sebastian…" Rebekah gasped, her breath hitching as his hands explored the contours of her body. "I need you now."
"Patience, my dear," he replied, his tone a mixture of playfulness and seduction. "Good things come to those who wait."
With that, he captured her mouth in a heated kiss once more, their bodies moving together in a rhythm as old as time. He felt her respond beneath him, her hands exploring his back, fingers digging into his skin, urging him on.
He wanted her. He wanted to drown himself in her, to lose himself in the pleasure they could create together. Every kiss, every caress ignited a fire within him that threatened to consume them both.
"Please," she murmured against his lips, her eyes filled with need. "No more waiting."
Sebastian pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, his expression darkening with lust. "Then let's not waste another moment."
He positioned himself at her entrance, looking into her eyes for confirmation. "Are you sure?"
Her answer came in the form of a breathless nod, her gaze unwavering as she whispered, "Yes. I want you, Sebastian. All of you."
With that, he pushed inside her, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through them both. They gasped in unison, the intensity of the moment overwhelming as he filled her completely. Rebekah's body welcomed him, wrapping around him like a vice, drawing him deeper.
He started to move slowly, giving them both time to adjust to the exquisite sensations that coursed through them. With every thrust, their bodies moved in perfect harmony, building a rhythm that echoed the music pulsing outside the room.
"God, you feel incredible," he groaned, his voice low and primal as he lost himself in the moment.
Rebekah met his gaze, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she tightened around him. "You're not so bad yourself."
Sebastian's smile faded, replaced by a look of raw determination as he picked up the pace, each thrust driving them closer to the edge. The air was thick with their shared pleasure, the room filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding and their ragged breaths.
Rebekah's fingers dug into his shoulders as she urged him on, her body responding eagerly to his every movement. "Harder," she gasped, her voice laced with desire. "I want to feel you."
With a primal growl, he complied, thrusting deeper and harder as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. The world around them faded, leaving only the two of them locked in their own passionate dance.
"Sebastian!" she cried out, her voice echoing in the small room as she neared her climax. "I'm so close!"
"Just a little more," he urged, his own breath coming in ragged gasps as he chased his own release. "Let go, Rebekah. Let it happen."
With one final thrust, she shattered beneath him, her body tensing as waves of pleasure washed over her. "Sebastian!" she screamed, her voice a symphony of ecstasy.
The sight of her in pure bliss drove him over the edge, his own release crashing over him like a tidal wave. He lost himself completely, surrendering to the sensations that engulfed him as he filled her, their bodies entwined in the aftermath of their passion.
As the last tremors of pleasure subsided, Sebastian collapsed against her, both of them breathing heavily, the reality of their connection settling in around them. He could feel her heart racing beneath his ear, the warmth of her body a perfect contrast to the coolness of the room.
"Wow," Rebekah finally breathed, her voice filled with awe as she ran her fingers through his hair. "That was…"
"Amazing?" he suggested, looking up at her with a playful grin.
"More like life-changing," she countered, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction.
"Then I consider this a successful night," he said, a smug smile on his lips.
She laughed softly, and the sound filled the room with warmth. "Just wait until you see what else I have in store for you, Sebastian. I'm not done yet."
His heart raced at the thought, excitement flooding through him. He was captivated by her spirit, her tenacity, and the fierce desire that burned in her eyes. "Then let's see what adventures await us next, shall we?"
With a renewed sense of purpose, they shared a lingering kiss, both of them ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. Together, they would carve their own path, fueled by desire and the intoxicating connection that bound them.
And as the night continued to pulse around them, they knew this was only the beginning of their seductive journey together—a journey that would lead them deeper into the heart of New Orleans, and into the depths of each other's souls.
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End of chapter 3
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