My Dear Grand Duke on a Leash - Chapter 46

Chapter 23.2 — How to create a child (16)

Was it because she was discovering an aspect of herself she hadn’t known before? Her secret place felt ticklish and tingling. The depths of her lower abdomen felt empty and lacking, as if grasping for a sensation that needed to be filled.

She could feel rising heat within him as she wrapped her arms around him.

The arm around her waist loosened abruptly as his large hand gripped the ample flesh tightly with such force that it felt like his large hand could pull it out.

“Huht…!”

A stifled moan escaped before his eyes widened as if a warning light had turned on. As he abruptly withdrew his hand and put some space between them, it revealed a delicate silver thread that connected the tenaciously intertwined pliant flesh.

Looking up at him with a dazed expression, her breathing growing uneven.

Cain’s eyes flickered wildly while his Adam’s apple moved noticeably, seemingly taken aback greatly by his own behavior.

At the same time, his gaze gradually regained its original color—serene and solemn—an unswerving blue reminiscent of the ocean’s depths. Tilting his head, he brushed his lips lightly against her moist lips once as if he were trying to clean up the saliva that had disheveled her. His shoulders quivered as he made this concluding gesture.

And just like that, Riette finally…

“Princess…!”

Her legs lost strength, and she collapsed down halfway. Luckily, Cain supported her by wrapping his arms around her waist, preventing the potentially embarrassing situation from unfolding.

As her ample chest pressed against his arm as she clasped onto his thick forearms, his body stiffened once again. However, Riette didn’t have the mental capacity to pay attention to his reaction. Clinging to him, drooping like a wet cotton blanket, her thoughts swirled like a whirlwind, and she struggled to keep her vision steady.

“Grand Duke…”

The words escaped her lips in a voice hoarse from heavy breaths.

“If I were the Grand Duke, I think I could do it.”

Her tongue, along with her legs, seemed to have loosened, causing her speech to be entirely slurred. Half-melted, Riette struggled to look up at him.

His stiffened and handsome face met her gaze.

“I think we could create a child… Uht!”

Thud.

In the end, her body slumped to the floor, either because his arm had relaxed or he had lost his grip on her.

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The rounded full moon pushed away the darkness of the night sky, bathing the surroundings in a tranquil blue glow. The moonlight that seeped into the princess’s bedroom tenderly caressed the pristine white bed.

The sound of fabric rustling lightly echoed busily in the dawn bedroom. After the remarkable incident in the palace gardens, Cain lifted the weakened Riette onto her legs and carried her to the bedroom. He opened the door for her, but of course, she had to shuffle along with her legs giving way until they reached the bed.

…Though half-crawling might be a more accurate description.

As soon as he ushered Riette into the bedroom and closed the door behind her with a click, he quickly left. The absence of any warm response could have been disheartening, but whether fortunately or not, she had her hands full with her own predicament.

Her daily routine didn’t afford Riette the luxury of being consumed by the shock of her first kiss and various other interactions. After all, her sister’s wedding was just two days away. Moreover, the bride herself was confined to the hospital room in preparation for potential aftereffects. With her mother worrying over her sister and engrossed in resolving the aftermath of the terrorist incident, she was solely responsible for the final wedding preparations.

The most important thing at the Chalonné Wedding was the ‘theme.’

Her mother wanted ‘Venus’s Wedding,’ essentially the grandest party under the sky, while my sister wanted an ‘Idyllic Chalonné Garden.’ So, in the end, she came up with a compromise. Riette suggested transforming the entire palace garden into a rustic yet elegant flower garden. On the surface, it looked like a modest country garden, though in reality, it was a theme that required an enormous amount of money to be poured in.

A circus troupe and orchestra to entertain the guests, a non-stop dance orchestra, over a hundred types of drinks from wine to vodka, and Chalonné’s signature course meals. From mobile bars to floral decorations, table settings to checking assigned seats for guests…

When she closed her eyes and opened them again, it was night.

Riette soaked her tired body in the bathtub, soothing her aching muscles and pacified the fussy Shushu for a while before eventually collapsing onto the bed as if she was going to pass out. She thought she would fall asleep right away.

“….”

She had already tossed and turned about thirty times.

‘I can’t sleep.’

No, that was right. Honestly…

Could she sleep?

‘I did something like that with him… such things…’

After staying alone in the bedroom for a while, Riette cautiously attempted to do what she had hesitated to do for so long and so many times before.

Where he had touched, that tantalizing and heated…

Once again, her own hand touched her skin.

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