Chapter 131: Donn Juan
**Donn**
Before the pursuit of the Key, I had a mission to do in Victoria’s Court.
****Flashback****
I move with calculated grace, my tall, athletic frame clad in black leather accentuating my predatory allure. My void eyes scan the room, taking in every detail, every whisper, every secret waiting to be exploited. I am a shadow among shadows, a predator in a court of vipers, and tonight, I have chosen my first prey. Lady Elara, a key advisor to Victoria, is known for her sharp mind and sharper tongue. She is a woman of influence, her loyalty to the queen unwavering—or so it seems. I approach her with a smirk that promises danger and delight, my long black hair falling over my shoulders like a curtain of night. "Lady Elara," he purrs, his voice a velvet whisper that sends a shiver down her spine. "I've heard so much about you. It's a pleasure to meet, finally."
Elara arches an eyebrow, her lips curling into a skeptical smile. "And who might you be, to take such an interest in me?"
"A friend," I reply, my smirk widening. “One who appreciates beauty and intelligence. And perhaps," I leaned closer, my breath warm against her ear, "One who can offer you something... extraordinary." Elara's pulse quickens, her composure faltering for just a moment. I sense her curiosity, her desire for something more than the cold, calculated world of politics. I take her hand, my touch electric, and lead her to a secluded corner of the grand hall. The music, the laughter, and the whispers of the court fade into the background as we enter a private chamber, the door closing softly behind us.
Inside the dimly lit room, the air was heavy with the scent of incense and desire. I turn to Elara, my eyes burning with a dark intensity. "Tell me, Lady Elara," I murmur, my fingers tracing the line of her jaw, "What is it you truly desire? Power? Pleasure? Or perhaps... both?"
Elara's breath hitches, her body betraying her as she leans into my touch. "I desire what every woman in this court desires," she replies, her voice low and husky. "To be seen. To be wanted. To be... unforgettable."
I chuckle, a sound that sends a thrill down her spine, which is visible as her nipples harden. "Then let me show you what it means to be unforgettable." I press her against the wall, my body a hard, commanding presence against hers. My lips find hers, hungry and demanding, my kiss a declaration of intent. Elara responds with equal fervor, her hands tangling in my hair as she surrenders to the moment. My touch is skilled, my hands roaming over her body with a confidence that leaves her breathless. I know exactly where to touch, where to tease, where to ignite her desire. She is no puzzle to me, not like Avery. That young girl will turn into a miraculous woman, and I will be a part of it all.
As our kisses deepen, my hands slip beneath her gown, my fingers tracing the curves of her body with a reverence that belies my dark reputation. Elara moans softly, her head falling back as I nip at her neck, my teeth grazing her skin in a way that makes her shiver. "You're exquisite," I murmur against her ear, my voice a dark promise. "And tonight, you're mine."
Elara's eyes flutter closed as my hands move lower, my touch both gentle and insistent. She feels my fingers slip beneath her undergarments, my touch sending sparks of pleasure through her body. She gasps as I tease her, skilled fingers finding her most sensitive spot and circling it with a rhythm that leaves her trembling. "Donn," she whispers, her voice a plea for more.
"Shh," I reply, my lips brushing her ear. "Just feel." And feel she does. My touch is a symphony of pleasure, my fingers moving with a precision that drives her wild. I kiss her neck, her shoulders, my lips trailing down her body as I kneel before her. Elara's breath catches as she feels my mouth on her, my tongue skilled and relentless as I taste her, tease her, drive her to the brink of ecstasy.
"Donn," she cries out, her body arching as pleasure washes over her. "Oh, gods..."
I look up at her, my eyes burning with a dark intensity. "Not yet," I murmur, my voice a command. "There's so much more."
I rise, my hands guiding her to the plush couch in the center of the room. Elara lies back, her body still trembling from the aftermath of her orgasm, as I shed my leather jacket, revealing a body honed by centuries of power and predation. My muscles are lean and defined, my skin pale and flawless, marked only by the faint scars of battles long past. I move over her, my weight a comforting pressure as I kiss her once more, my lips demanding and possessive.
"Tell me," I whisper, my breath warm against her ear, "What do you know of Victoria's plans? What secrets does she keep from her court?"
Elara hesitates, her mind clouded by desire and the aftermath of pleasure. I sense her reluctance, my fingers tracing the line of her jaw as I look into her eyes. "Trust me," I murmur. "I can offer you more than she ever could. But I need to know."
Elara's resistance crumbles under the weight of my gaze, her desire for me overriding her loyalty to the queen. "She's planning an alliance with the Northern Clans," she confesses, her voice a whisper. "But there's more... she's been experimenting with dark magic, something that could give her unimaginable power."
My eyes narrow, my expression darkening as I absorb the information. "Dark magic," I repeat, my voice a low growl. "That's dangerous. And foolish."
Elara nods, her body trembling as my hands move lower, my touch reigniting her desire. "She thinks it will make her invincible," she murmurs, her voice thick with need. "But I... I'm not sure it's worth the risk."
"It's not," I reply, my lips brushing hers. "And neither is her loyalty. But yours..." I kiss her once more, my touch sending shivers of pleasure through her body. "Yours is something I can appreciate."
Elara moans softly as my hands move between her legs, my fingers teasing her once more. She feels my lips on her neck, my teeth grazing her skin as I nip at her, my touch sending sparks of pleasure through her body. "Donn," she whispers, her voice a plea for more.
"Say it," I command, my voice a dark whisper. "Say you're mine."
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