My Yandere Harem Doesn't Accept No-Chapter 18: Taking Responsibility

The kiss between them intensified even more.

Solène pressed Lyan’s head with her hand, as if she wanted to make sure he didn’t pull away even a single inch.

Their tongues met inside their mouths, playing with his in a way that made it clear she had experience.

Clearly having the advantage.

For Lyan, it was something new; he had never kissed anyone like this, with that intensity and that hunger.

But he didn’t reject it.

Instead, he began to ignore his nervousness now that he was already in this, and placed his hands on her cheeks, gently caressing them as he leaned forward.

Intensifying the kiss.

Wanting to take control.

The movement made them both lose their balance, falling to the ground.

She ended up underneath and he on top. Solène pulled slightly away from the kiss, laughing playfully as she looked at him from below with narrowed eyes.

Then she kissed him again, but this time she softly bit his lower lip, tugging it lightly before letting go.

Lyan let out a low grunt.

She smiled against his lips and moved Lyan’s head to the side, guiding him toward her neck.

Ending up close to her ear.

"You’re not bad at all." she whispered.

Lyan, almost by instinct, began kissing her neck.

’I hope I’m doing this right...’

He thought as he left soft kisses on her skin.

Suddenly, Solène let out a moan.

Lyan had lightly sucked on her neck without realizing it.

That gave him a small sense of satisfaction upon hearing her react like that.

But before he could continue, Solène lightly tapped his head with her hand.

"Don’t leave marks on me." she murmured.

Lyan chuckled softly. "Alright." he said. "It’s your fault for provoking me."

Solène glanced at him before smiling and lowering her hand to his crotch, firmly squeezing the bulge that had formed.

Lyan let out a grunt, tensing completely.

"Then I should take responsibility for this." she said.

In a quick motion, she flipped the situation around.

Ending up sitting on Lyan’s crotch, while he lay on his back looking up at her.

Lyan looked at her, taking her in completely. She was beautiful and damn sexy...

Solène ran a hand over Lyan’s chest, slowly tracing it while looking at him with a small smile.

Then, without breaking eye contact, she began to take off her shirt.

Lyan watched her pale skin being revealed little by little.

Her flat stomach, her hips defined beneath the short.

Until he saw her black bra when she finished removing the shirt completely, letting it fall to the side.

She was sweaty from the heat of the moment.

Lyan stared at her, unable to take his eyes off her.

He snapped out of it when Solène laughed.

"Aren’t you going to take your clothes off?" she asked playfully.

Without waiting for an answer, she used her hands to start removing his shirt.

Lyan reacted and took it off completely, helping her in the process.

As soon as it was off, Solène ran her hands over his chest.

Tracing his abdomen, exploring every part with her fingers, as if she wanted to memorize it.

Then she placed her face against his stomach.

Licking it.

Lyan closed his eyes for a second, enjoying every moment of this.

She licked his nipples, his neck, everything.

Calmly and with dedication, with a sensuality that was driving him crazy.

Until she reached Lyan’s mouth again, planting a kiss on him.

But this time a wilder one.

With her clearly controlling the situation completely.

Lyan, seeing this, thought he should do something.

He couldn’t just stay there without moving a muscle.

So, nervously, he placed his hands on her butt.

Squeezing.

Solène let out a moan that was muffled inside his mouth, making the kiss even more chaotic and heated.

Lyan squeezed harder, massaging her butt, moving the small short around, feeling the softness of her skin beneath the fabric.

Then, without thinking too much, he slipped his hand inside her underwear.

Feeling her skin directly.

Solène pulled away from the kiss for a second, breathing heavily against Lyan’s lips.

"Fuck..." she murmured with narrowed eyes.

Lyan looked at her from below, his breathing just as heavy as hers.

Solène lowered her gaze toward him, with a smile that clearly showed how much she was enjoying it.

Then she leaned forward again, pressing her chest against his as she kissed him once more.

Lyan kept massaging her butt, feeling how she reacted with each movement of his hands.

Squeezing, pulling, and exploring her ass.

Solène bit his lower lip again, this time harder, before pulling away and looking down between the two of them.

Lyan watched her, not entirely sure what was happening.

But when she lowered a hand to the button of his short, he understood.

"Wait..." Lyan murmured.

Solène looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"What is it?" she asked with a smile. "Getting scared now?"

Lyan shook his head.

"No." he replied, his voice slightly hoarse. "Just... let me process all of this..."

She let out a low laugh.

"Take all the time you need." she said.

But her hands were already removing her short, slowly pulling it down without breaking eye contact.

Lyan swallowed.

’Shit...’

He thought as he watched her move on top of him.

Solène removed the short completely, letting it fall to the floor along with her shirt.

Now she was only wearing her underwear.

A black set that contrasted perfectly with her pale skin.

Lyan couldn’t help but look her up and down, completely mesmerized.

She smiled when she noticed his gaze.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked playfully.

Lyan only nodded slowly, unable to articulate a single word.

Solène leaned forward again, pressing her body against his as she whispered against his ear.

"Good." she murmured. "Because this is just getting started."

Lyan felt a shiver run down his spine.

And when Solène lowered her hand to his pants, beginning to unbutton them calmly, he knew what was coming.

Earlier he had asked Solène for a second because he doubted whether to do that with Reid just a few meters away, but right now that didn’t matter to him at all.

"..."