#Hutao02 The Curse Beneath the Stars

Sophia Bennett stood in the opulent hall of an ancient mansion on London’s outskirts, the crystal chandelier’s light shimmering on her silver-white dress, accentuating her curves and emerald green eyes blazing with resolve. After days researching at the British Museum, she and Julian Blackwood had uncovered the star curse’s origin: a betrayed star deity who cursed humanity. The ritual to break it required an ancient starstone and the sacrifice of one bearing the curse’s bloodline—Julian. Sophia clenched her fists, heart aching at the thought of losing him. “I won’t let you sacrifice yourself,” she whispered, eyes fierce.

Tonight, Ordo Stellae hosted a secret gala to celebrate a meteor shower, and Julian had brought her to find the final starstone. But Sophia knew Cassandra Vale, their enemy, would be there, ready to kill her to preserve the curse. She glanced at Julian, a few steps away, in a black suit, his storm-gray eyes both commanding and tender. “Nervous?” he asked, voice low, poetic, stepping close. “Don’t be afraid, Sophia. I’ll protect you.”

She smiled, eyes challenging. “I’m not afraid, Julian. If Cassandra shows, I’ll face her.” He chuckled, hand grazing her waist, making her heart race. “You’re my star, Sophia,” he whispered, voice like a curse, and before she could reply, a starstone on the gala table flared, pulling them into an intimate moment they couldn’t resist.

Under the chandelier’s shimmering light, Julian drew Sophia behind a velvet curtain into a secluded corner, his gray eyes like constellations, burning with a gentle yet commanding desire. “Sophia,” he whispered, voice low, a poetic incantation, “the star curse calls us, and I cannot resist your radiance.” Sophia trembled, her back against the wall, heart hammering. “J-Julian… we shouldn’t… not here…” she said, voice quivering, but her body leaned toward him, as if enchanted by starlight.

He leaned in, lips hovering near hers, his hot breath grazing her skin. “You’re my fate, Sophia,” he murmured, then kissed her, a slow, possessive kiss, as if marking her soul. His tongue brushed her lips, teasing gently, drawing a soft moan that echoed in the hidden space. Her hands clutched his suit, fingers trembling, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer. “Mmm… Julian… stop…” she whispered, but her voice faltered, heart racing from his touch.

He pulled back, eyes gleaming, his hand brushing her cheek, thumb tracing her lower lip, sending shivers through her. “Stop? You don’t want that, Sophia,” he said, voice florid, commanding. His hand slid to her neck, grazing her collarbone, pausing at the curve of her chest, not venturing further but enough to make her body burn, breath quickening. “You… we shouldn’t…” she stammered, face flushing, but her eyes were drawn to him, as if bewitched by starlight.

Julian leaned closer, kissing her neck, lips gliding over her skin, leaving trails of heat. “You’re my star, Sophia,” he whispered, voice a curse, making her moan softly, body melting in his arms. He kissed her earlobe, tongue flicking lightly, making her arch, a jolt of electricity coursing through her. “Julian… don’t…” she gasped, but her hands gripped his shoulders, as if begging him to continue. He chuckled softly, pulling away, eyes twinkling. “Tonight is just the beginning, Sophia. You’ll soon be mine.” He stepped back, leaving her flushed, heart pounding, body trembling from his touch.

The gala grew tense as Cassandra appeared, her cold eyes sweeping over Sophia. “You don’t belong here, Sophia,” she sneered, clutching a glowing starstone. “Leave, or you’ll vanish like the others.” Sophia straightened, eyes resolute. “You can’t scare me, Cassandra. I’ll break the curse, and you can’t stop me.” Julian pulled her behind him, eyes like daggers. “She’s mine, Cassandra. Touch her, and you’ll pay,” he growled, voice commanding.

Cassandra smirked, activating the starstone, and a surge of energy attacked them. Julian countered with his own stone, shielding Sophia, but Cassandra summoned her minions, forcing a battle. They escaped, finding refuge in an ancient observatory in Greenwich, the curse’s epicenter. Under the glass dome, starlight poured in, and Sophia looked at Julian, heart heavy. “Julian, if the ritual demands your life, I won’t let it happen,” she said, voice firm. He gazed at her, eyes tender yet pained. “Sophia, you’re why I want to live,” he whispered, pulling her close.

But before they could plan, the curse’s energy surged from the observatory, pulling them into an irresistible moment of passion, as if the stars demanded their union.

Beneath the observatory’s glass dome, where starlight fell like a cosmic rain, Julian Blackwood pressed Sophia Bennett against an ancient stone table carved with star runes, his gray eyes a blazing universe, radiant with fierce desire amplified by the curse. “Sophia,” he growled, voice husky, poetic as an ancient hymn, “you’ve defied the stars, and now, you’re my eternal light.” Sophia trembled, her back against the cold stone, heart pounding as if it would shatter. “J-Julian… what are you doing? This… isn’t me!” she cried, voice panicked, but her body betrayed her, burning like a furnace, her core drenched, aching for his touch with a painful intensity.

He smirked, lips crashing onto hers, a ferocious kiss, as if to devour her soul. His tongue plunged in, tangling with hers, sucking hard, draining her breath, drawing loud moans that echoed in the starry chamber. Her hands clutched his shirt, nails tearing fabric, leaving red scratches on his shoulders. “Mmm… Julian… stop… stop…” she panted, but her breasts pressed against his chest, nipples hardening through her silver-white dress, prompting a primal growl, raw and beastly.

He pulled back, eyes ablaze, Adam’s apple bobbing. “Stop? Sophia, the stars have ordained us, and I cannot resist,” he whispered, voice florid, ripping her dress’s zipper, letting it pool at her feet, revealing a white lace bra cradling her full, heaving breasts. He swallowed hard, his erection straining painfully against his trousers, brushing her thigh, massive and searing. “You blaze like a galaxy, Sophia,” he murmured, hands kneading her breasts, thumbs pinching her nipples through the lace until they stood erect, pink as radiant gems. Sophia arched, a jolt of electricity surging through her, her panties soaked, fluids glistening under the starlight. “A… ah… you… it’s too much…” she gasped, nails digging deeper, leaving red welts.

He grinned lasciviously, yanking her bra down, exposing her petite, pink nipples, beckoning him. He latched onto one, sucking hard, tongue swirling, nibbling lightly, while his other hand squeezed her breast, kneading until Sophia screamed, body melting in ecstasy, tears of pleasure streaming. “A… a… Julian… I’m… gonna die… it’s too good…” She clutched his head, fingers tangling in his thick black hair, pulling him closer, tears rolling down her cheeks.

He looked up, lips glistening, a wicked smirk spreading. “Die? I’ll make you merge with me, as stars belong to the heavens,” he growled, tearing her panties, revealing her pink, sopping core, pulsing like a blooming flower, begging to be filled. He knelt, kissing her inner thighs, tongue tracing soft skin, leaving wet trails. He latched onto her core, sucking fiercely, tongue plunging deep, lapping from inside out, as if savoring a divine delicacy. Sophia arched, screaming, legs quaking violently, fluids gushing, soaking the stone table, pooling beneath her. “A… a… Julian… I… too good… I’m done…” She gripped his head, body taut, hitting her first climax, mind spinning like a galaxy.

He didn’t stop, tongue delving deeper, sucking harder, making Sophia scream again, body convulsing, fluids streaming, soaking his chin. “A… you… I… I can’t take it…” she choked, body arching, hitting her second climax, tears streaming, body nearly spent. He stood, unbuckling his belt with lightning speed, revealing a massive, rock-hard penis, tip red and glistening, aimed at her like a declaration of ownership. Sophia flushed, looking away, heart racing. “You… too fast…” she stammered, but he pulled her close, letting her feel his steel-hard length.

“Feel it, Sophia? This is our destiny,” he growled, kissing her, tongue entwining fiercely yet lovingly. His hand slid down, three fingers plunging into her soaked core, thrusting fast, thumb rubbing her sensitive bud, drawing relentless moans, fluids streaming, soaking his hand. “A… you… I… I need you… now…” she whispered, eyes glazed with desire, body trembling, pleading to be filled.

He smirked, flipping her onto her knees on the table, her round buttocks arched, her wet, pink core exposed, pulsing invitingly. “You’re mine, Sophia, forever,” he growled, hands gripping her buttocks, leaving red marks. He thrust hard, his penis filling her completely, stretching her to the limit, making Sophia scream, voice breaking: “A… you… so deep… I’m… gonna die…” Her body shook violently, fluids gushing, soaking the table, the sound of flesh slapping echoing. He moved, thrusting fast and deep, each stroke hitting her core, making her moan incessantly, body arching, breasts bouncing, buttocks quivering with each impact. “A… a… Julian… faster… I… can’t take it…” she screamed, tears of pleasure streaming, nails clawing the stone.

He growled, switching positions, laying her on her back, lifting her legs over his shoulders, thrusting deeper, harder, hands squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, making her arch, hitting her third climax, fluids flooding, drenching them both. “Sophia, are you lost in it?” he rasped, eyes blazing. “So good… I’m dying… I love you…” she choked, voice breaking, body taut. He thrust harder, reaching his peak with her, hot fluids mingling, drenching their skin. He collapsed onto her, kissing her lips, panting. “Sophia, I love you, forever.”

But a surge from Cassandra’s starstone invaded the observatory, and she appeared, eyes seething with hatred. “You won’t break the curse, Sophia,” she snarled, activating the stone, shaking the space. Julian pulled Sophia behind him, eyes like daggers. “You’ve lost, Cassandra,” he said coldly, but Sophia knew the ritual wasn’t complete, and Julian’s life hung in the balance.

Sophia stood beside Julian, heart pounding, eyes resolute. “Cassandra, you can’t stop us,” she said, voice firm. “We’ll break the curse, and you won’t win.” Cassandra sneered, but before she could attack, Julian activated his starstone, creating a radiant shield, protecting them. “Sophia, we must complete the ritual,” he said, voice low. “But if I fail, you have to live.”

She shook her head, eyes fierce. “No, Julian. We’ll live, together.” They ran to the observatory’s center, where star runes glowed brightly, preparing the ritual. Sophia gripped his hand, heart heavy. “I love you, Julian,” she whispered, voice choked. He kissed her forehead, eyes tender. “And I love you, Sophia, as stars love the sky.”