I Don't Need the Grand Duke's Regret - Chapter 63
Ricardo, having removed his jacket and shirt, staggered towards Armilla. As he approached, the strong scent of alcohol stung her nostrils.
Armilla instinctively almost turned away from the unpleasant odor but managed to suppress her reaction. She twisted her body slightly as Ricardo came closer. When she turned her back to him and lay down, his large hand firmly grasped her slender shoulder.
“Don’t turn your back to me.”
Ricardo said softly, turning Armilla’s body back to face him. He climbed on top of her, trapping her between his arms and legs.
“Look only at me, wait only for me, stay by my side.”
He murmured as he drunkenly muttered to himself. Armilla’s heart felt like it would burst with tension.
The time seems to drag on forever as she was unable to push him.
‘What is he doing?’
When Ricardo remained silent for a long time, Armilla’s nerves began to fray. Her fingertips tingled, and she cautiously opened her eyes.
“…!”
Ricardo’s lips descended onto Armilla’s lips. He gently licked her plump, moist lips and tried to slip his tongue between her closed mouth.
“No…”
“You were awake after all.”
Armilla resisted as Ricardo persistently tried to touch her. He had a seductive smile as he whispered. Ricardo lowered the straps of Armilla’s nightgown, and tightly gripped Armilla’s chest.
Armilla opened her mouth in surprise as he grabbed it so hard they popped between his long fingers. Ricardo had waited for this moment and thrust his tongue into her mouth. His tongue was hot as it roamed within Armilla’s mouth.
His hot breath, tainted with the scent of whiskey, made it hard for Armilla to breathe.
Even though it was a kiss with a drunken man, it was surprisingly not repulsive. Amidst it all, Armilla didn’t feel disgusted.
The familiar cool and refreshing scent that usually emanated from Ricardo, combined with the aroma of whiskey, enveloped Armilla. The moment she smelled that familiar scent, her body heated up.
Despite her heart having moved away from Ricardo, her body still responded to him faithfully.
‘Could it be that I still have lingering feelings for this man?’
No.
Armilla instantly denied the rising suspicion. That couldn’t be the case. This was merely a habit ingrained in her body.
“Huht…”
Armilla grasped the sheets tightly, feeling lightheaded with pleasure. Even though it was Ricardo who had been drinking, she seemed drunk as well.
Ricardo skillfully explored the places where Armilla felt sensations. He gently traced the delicate skin of the roof of her mouth, wrapped his tongue and rubbed it forcefully.
Armilla’s back tensed with desire at the rough and passionate kiss.
As the sheets were pushed aside, Ricardo’s strong thigh pressed between Armilla’s legs. He squeezed the peak of her breast with his two fingers and twisted it.
“Ah…!”
Armilla’s waist quivered with a sudden rush of pleasure, and her eyes shot open. Ricardo withdrew his tongue from her mouth and took a deep breath.
“You won’t be able to see me for a while. Since I’ll be in the palace….”
He spoke and then pulled Armilla’s nightgown down. Her white breasts swayed as they were exposed to the moonlight, and Ricardo lowered his head.
“So, remember me well.”
Ricardo’s lips enclosed around Armilla’s breast, and he began to suck forcefully. Armilla’s head spun as he sucked. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips.
Until now, Ricardo had held Armilla without much foreplay. That’s why Armilla had no immunity to what he was doing to her body tonight.
Armilla felt perplexed by the sudden change in his attitude. However, she soon succumbed to the pleasure, her body melting under his touch.
Her entire body tingled, her legs grew hot, and her lower abdomen tightened.
“Haah…”
Armilla’s languid voice escaped her lips, and she willingly surrendered to Ricardo’s desires.
“Do you like it?”
Ricardo, satisfied by Armilla’s moans, whispered with a satisfied smile. He held her waist firmly with one hand while supporting her lower back with the other. He held her tightly to prevent her from escaping and lowered his hand.
As his hand moved lower, Armilla felt a shiver and shuddered when his fingers reached a certain point.
“Stop, huht, please stop!”
Armilla twisted her body in surprise when Ricardo’s fingers ventured between her underwear and bare skin.
Going all the way would be dangerous. It was still early in her pregnancy, and relations like this had to be handled with care. She needed to keep her distance with Ricardo even more as he usually did it with Armilla fiercely.
Above all, if it goes on like this she would be exposing her swollen belly.
Armilla’s stomach, though just slightly bloated, could make people think she just overeated. But he was sensitive so there was a good chance he would find out.
If discovered, this child would die. In its father’s hands.
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