She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 702

This time, Lucian had clearly learned his lesson. He no longer relied purely on primal instinct.

Drawing on the astonishing willpower and absolute physical control he had honed in extreme environments, he forcefully suppressed the overwhelming excitement born of how much he cherished her, turning it instead into a meticulous focus.

Loyce quickly realized he was different now. Her body responded to his every move...

The man was no longer a slave to his urges. Relying on his formidable endurance, he patiently explored and teased Loyce's body, seeking out every sensitive spot that would make her completely unravel.

Loyce was entirely lost.

She could no longer think. Driven purely by instinct, she clung to him. Soft whimpers and gasps escaped her throat uncontrollably, intertwining with the man's low, heavy panting in the quiet tent.

Time stretched on.

Loyce had always been confident in her stamina, but when he flipped her over and pressed her into the soft air mattress, she found herself at her absolute limit.

"Lucian... that's enough," she managed to plead between broken breaths.

"Almost," he replied.

Lucian lowered his head, kissing away the physiological tears at the corners of her eyes caused by sheer, overwhelming pleasure. He, too, was experiencing this mind-blowing sensation that struck right at the cerebral cortex.

She had no idea how much time had passed, but just as Loyce felt herself soaring over the edge...

He gripped her waist tightly, letting out a low, guttural growl like a cornered beast, a sound filled with absolute surrender.

At the exact same moment, it felt as though brilliant fireworks exploded in Loyce's mind, her vision flashing white.

A long, satisfied sigh drifted into the air.

She was starting to suspect he was actually incredibly experienced and had been with countless women.

"When I told my guys to pack the supplies, they told me I should probably buy this too," Lucian said, brutally honest. "I gave them my size, and they told me I needed the XL ones, and that very few women would be able to handle it."

Loyce: "..."

Her ears burned with embarrassment.

Lucian finished wiping his hands, then lay down on his side, pulling her entirely into his embrace and drawing a soft, thin blanket over them both.

Loyce's body felt like jelly; she didn't even have the energy to move a fingertip, so she naturally curled up against his radiating heat. She shifted slightly to get comfortable in his arms, her cheek resting against his firm, sweat-slicked chest. In her ear was the steady, powerful rhythm of his heartbeat, a sound that miraculously soothed her overstimulated nerves.

He lowered his head and pressed a kiss to her damp forehead, his voice rough and gentle with satiated desire: "Did it hurt a lot earlier?"