My Dear Grand Duke on a Leash - Chapter 45
Chapter 23.1 — How to create a child (15)
A realization struck the back of Riette’s head.
This was a part of his body.
Of course, she knew the physical characteristics of men and women. However, not only had she had a life without being conscious of it, but she had neither seen it with her eyes nor touched it with her hands, so it had naturally remained submerged in the depths of her cognition.
Was this possible?
It wasn’t a question of whether a person could live while having three legs, but of course, that was true to some extent. However, what she meant was if it was common sense to bring that vicious cylinder object to enter this place where even gripping her own fingers was difficult.
She knew it would hurt at first, understandably. Really…
Still, it didn’t seem like it would end with just the first time. No matter how much she thought about it…
“It’s probably best to stop here.”
He must’ve read the bewilderment and fear in her large eyes as his body that was pressing against her fell away. At the same time, a chilly breeze swept into the space between them as their body temperature drifted apart.
Regretting his scent and touch that was slipping away, Riette instinctively held onto Cain.
His hand, which was about to pull down her skirt, paused for a moment. As he cautiously withdrew his hand from the bloomers, his damp and slippery fingertips were revealed. Like the ointment that he’d generously applied on her hand the first day. Or rather, they were much stickier, coated with a translucent viscosity…
“I-I… heard you’ll find out through a kiss.”
“….”
“If you can do it with the person you…”
The word she naturally omitted was love, because she still knew so little about such a thing.
As she slowly lifted her eyelids to face him, the shy gaze that was captured in his eyes reminded him of a watercolor painting. Fragments of light filtering through the leaves danced on wheat-colored hair, along with a slight cowlick resting on her round forehead. Light-colored eyelashes and gentle, rabbit-like eyes, flushed cheeks.
And her lips…
The tiny lips that were quivering hesitantly as she realized she was about to say something embarrassing truly drove a person crazy. The twitching corner of those lips was so stimulating enough to dispel in an instant the audacious allure that had consumed him in his dreams countless times.
Her lips parted, very slowly.
“So, Grand Duke… Ah!”
His grip on her shoulders tightened as he pushed her into the tree before an involuntary moan escaped her lips when her back and head collided with it. The large hand delved into her hair as his lips drew near, like a carnivorous predator closing in on its prey.
“….”
Just before their lips touched, he paused.
A rush of breath replaced their lips instead as Riette couldn’t even open her eyes, barely clinging to the hem of his clothing.
Cain, who had been silently gazing down at the woman in his arms, released the grip he had on the back of her head as if relaxing his hand that had been holding her like a support. It was a gesture as if he was controlling himself.
Slowly, gently.
As if apologizing for the imminent threat a moment ago, he tenderly brushed his fingers over her scalp and tilted his head, drawing closer.
And so, their lips overlapped.
A strand of hair, caught by the summer breeze that had just swept by, tickled her cheek.
His lips were warm, soft, and sweet. The sweetness of the fruits and berries that seeped through the wild scents, or the flavor and bitterness of the wine that melded and drowned them all.
Her heart trembled. His hand that continued to caress her head while pressing their lips together left a tingling sensation. Somehow, her throat felt parched as her lips were sucked up with a squelching sound before they overlapped with his lips once again.
As she let out a languid moan, he wrapped his arm around her waist. His arm was as thick and solid as wood or rock.
‘It’s hazy. This feels good…’
It felt like clouds were floating in her mind.
“Hhnn… huhk!”
Her whimper was sucked into his mouth.
Riette’s closed eyes flew open as Cain parted her lips and delved in. His ample flesh intruded into her small mouth, wrapping around her tongue. Then, as if trying to memorize the contour through touch, he persistently and tenaciously explored every crevice.
If her surprise led her to retreat, he would gently draw her back and hold her soothingly, tracing his tongue over the delicate lining of her mouth, exploring every curve and ridge, as well as the roof of her mouth.
He often became quite rough. Especially when he grazed over sensitive spots and penetrated, it would elicit a higher-pitched moan from her. Every time that happened, he would withdraw as if scolding himself, then gently stroked her with an apologetic touch.
When her breath grew more ragged, he would momentarily release her before plunging in once more.
The strange sound of their moist flesh overlapping and being sucked in caused a swirling, dizzying sensation that danced before her eyes.
‘It’s tingling and hot…’
A tantalizing warmth gathered in her lower abdomen, causing Riette’s legs to intertwine and her lower part to grow damp.
With each deepening kiss, his arm cinched her waist even more tightly. As their bodies melded together, Cain pressed his body against her as if intending to imprint himself onto her lower stomach.
[ T/N: H-HOW HARD HE’S PUSHING TO LEAVE A MARK WITH… O_O ]
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