Vampire's Veil Of Obsession-Chapter 173: His Name

Lilia’s body trembled as her legs gave way beneath her. Though she moved almost instinctively, Zethan was already at her side, catching her effortlessly in his arms. His voice, laced with concern yet tenderness, whispered,

"Are you okay, wife?" He looked worried as he searched Lilia’s face.

Lilia nodded, her eyes unblinking, fixed on him—afraid that if she blinked, he might disappear. She feared it was a dream, but the way her heart reacted, the warmth of his hands—it was all too real. Her gaze remained on him, eyes glistening with tears that began to fall softly. A slow, gentle smile curled on Zethan’s lips as he held her closer, hugging her tightly.

Feeling the warmth of Zethan Lyall—her husband—wrapped around her, Lilia’s hands instinctively rose to cradle his neck. She pressed her face against him, breathing him in, desperate to feel and sense all the things she had missed so much.

Her voice, barely above a whisper, trembled with disbelief and relief.

"You’re here... you’re really here. Why did you come here? How did you...?"

Zethan’s hold tightened as he spoke quietly, his voice steady and sure,

"I told you, I’ll always be with you. That’s a promise I intend to keep, my wife."

His warm breath fanned her ear, and her body tingled with unfamiliar emotions.

This man really did make his own rules—just like he had told her. He hadn’t been joking at all she could finally tell.

Before she knew it, Zethan carried her to the bed. She allowed him to gently lay her down on the large mattress. He climbed in beside her, pulling her close. She lay on top of him, cradling him as she pressed her face into his neck once more, inhaling his scent—this maddening scent she had missed so much. Pressing her lips to his neck, she sucked softly, overwhelmed by the reality of him.

A low growl rumbled from Zethan’s lips as he spoke with a teasing edge,

"Oh, my wife... it seems you’ve only grown more impatient."

Lilia lifted her face, now sitting atop him with her legs straddling his waist. She pressed her body onto his, shifting her hips slightly. Another growl escaped Zethan’s lips in surprise. This wife of his had grown shameless, huh? Her hand brushed over his face tenderly as she whispered,

"It’s really you, Zethan. It’s really you."

Zethan’s jaw clenched as he tried his very best to hold himself back from... fuck.

Tears began to fall freely down her cheeks. Zethan’s body froze for a moment before he smirked softly, amusement dancing in his eyes.

"Oh, sweetheart. Don’t cry too much now. I think the first thing you should do is smile—not cry. Seems the first thing I made you do... was cry."

Lilia playfully punched his shoulder. Heat speared across Zethan as her warmth remained pressed to him, her scent wrapping around him like a tempting chant.

"Oh, please. These are tears of joy, honey. I missed you so much. I love you so much."

As those words left her lips, Zethan’s breath deepened, his chest rising with emotion.

Lilia spoke again, her voice filled with unwavering devotion,

"I’ll tell you that every single chance I get. Every single chance, Zethan. I love you so, so much. And I never want you to leave me again. Never leave me, never ever. Never hide anything from me—never, ever."

Zethan knew the depth of her promise and need. Without hesitation, his lips crashed onto hers, sealing their bond once more.

The only sound in the room was a soft moan as Lilia gently slipped her tongue into his mouth. He responded with slow, deliberate licks, their tongues dancing with practiced precision. Their eyes locked—deep and unblinking—as the moment stretched between them, electric and tender all at once.

When they finally parted, their foreheads rested together, breaths mingling in the quiet. Lilia laughed softly as she spoke,

"I thought you weren’t supposed to be here... given that you have to fight for me tomorrow. Isn’t that unfair?"

A low chuckle escaped his lips, a teasing smile curling at the corners,

"I thought to myself... why not pay a quick, cute little visit to my wife? Don’t you think?"

Lilia only shrugged, breathless, before her name slipped softly from his lips.

Just as she moved to lie down, Zethan sat up and pulled her onto his lap. His hands slid down, gently parting her legs as her gown rode up, revealing her core. A smirk played on Zethan’s lips—but to his surprise, Lilia opened her legs even wider. His eyes widened slightly before he chuckled.

"Becoming shameless like me, huh?"

His fingers traced lazy circles along her knee as she reached up to unbutton his shirt. Her lips parted, breath shaky from the intensity of his touch. Once she was done, her hands roamed over his chest, drawing a low groan from him.

"My shy wife is becoming less shy... and I’m loving every bit of it," he whispered.

Lilia’s eyes rolled back, her back arching the moment his fingers brushed against her warmth.

"Already wet for me," Zethan murmured huskily, spreading her legs wider as he slipped his fingers inside her.

"Ahhh—ahh~" Lilia gasped, her body trembling. Zethan’s lips curled into a slow smile, his eyes locked on her expression, drinking it in as he pushed deeper, beginning to move his fingers with a deliberate rhythm.

Her eyes flew open at the intensity. When he opened his fingers inside her and curled them, she let out a shocked scream of pleasure, her hips moving instinctively with his rhythm.

"Loris, do you want me to go faster?" he asked quietly, his voice thick with desire.

Lilia nodded, her hair cascading behind her like a waterfall, her chest rising and falling.

"Say it," he ordered gently, "Eyes on me. Tell me you want it faster."

She barely managed to lift her head, breathless, her eyes locking onto his.

"F...f...faster, Zethan... please," she whispered.

"That’s my wife," Zethan whispered huskily, his voice rough with desire.

His fingers drove deeper into her as he picked up his pace. Lilia moaned, overwhelmed by the pleasure. Zethan stilled, noticing the way her hips moved with him. A slow, wicked smile curved his lips as he watched her.

"My Loris is getting as shameless as I am, huh?" he murmured.

Lilia gasped, her moans growing louder as his fingers curled inside her, hitting the right spot. Her body arched, trembling—like she’d been transported to another world where only she and her husband existed.

"Z-Zethan... please... I want you," she breathed, her voice trembling, her need unmistakable. "Inside me..."

Zethan’s free hand slid to her neck, cradling her gently as his lips crashed into hers. His fingers moved faster, drawing helpless moans from her as she clung to him. He growled softly, deepening the kiss, his tongue claiming her completely.

Lilia felt ecstatic—almost as if she couldn’t recognize herself, dancing to his rhythm. When Zethan finally pulled away, he moved and gently laid her on the bed.

Shraa—

Her gown slipped away, landing softly on the floor as Zethan tossed it aside. His gaze locked onto her bare chest, heat flashing in his eyes.

"Fuck, Lilia... I’ve missed you," he whispered, his voice rough with longing.

He pressed his face against her chest, his mouth eagerly capturing one of her nipples. Lilia arched into him, a soft cry escaping her lips. Zethan circled her nipple with his tongue, his other hand teasing the other until she moaned his name.

"Ahhn... Z-Zethan..."

He groaned lowly as he bit down lightly, tugging with his teeth before soothing the skin with soft kisses. Then, without a word, his lips began trailing lower, kissing down her flat stomach.

Lilia parted her legs in anticipation, her breath quickening.

Zethan’s lips curved into a hungry smile as he moved between them. And when he finally tasted her, she gasped—a surge of electricity sparking through her.

He locked onto her slowly, deliberately, savoring her reactions. A sweet, helpless sound fell from her lips again, and Zethan could only think one thing:

He was loving every second of this.

He moved his tongue as he slid it inside her. Lilia arched her back, widening her legs. Zethan pulled away, his smoldering gaze locked on her half-closed eyes, now focused only on him.

"So naughty..." His breath caressed her skin like silk, sending shivers down her spine. She bit her lips.

"Moan for me... I love it," he whispered softly, kissing her again, then pulling away swiftly. In one fluid motion, he stood, unzipping his trousers. When they hit the floor, he stood naked—Lilia gulped.

She had missed him. She had missed this.

"Are you ready, sweetheart?" he asked softly.

Lilia nodded, breathless.

"M...more than ready."

Zethan chuckled as he positioned himself above her.

"Open your legs wider for me," he said.

Lilia obeyed, her cheeks flushed.

"Good girl," he murmured. And in one swift thrust, he entered her. freewebnøvel.com

Lilia screamed his name,

"Z...Zethan!"