My Dear Grand Duke on a Leash - Chapter 71

Chapter 36.1 — Honeymoon Night (11)

It was a gesture as if finding and rolling a hidden fine pearl in a mud field.

“Huhp… uht! Ung, huuk!”

Tak, tak.

A pleasant sensation, as though small sparks were flickering, arose.

His breath became rougher as she tilted her head and he followed her movement, pushing his tongue in, becoming one with her. The hand that was rubbing the bottom in a circular motion tightened, and as he put more weight on it, a sharper pleasure arose.

Cain lowered the hand that had been supporting her head.

As he roughly grabbed her thighs that kept trying to stick together, the moistened bloomer beneath it was also spread wide. Even the sensation of his hand tightly gripping her quivering thigh was obscene. She felt like a pitiful herbivore caught in the clutches of a predator, unable to escape.

Riette let out a muffled moan, desperately gasping for breath, and clung to him. An unfamiliar and hot sensation traveled through her fingertips, gripping and squeezing below, and she bit into his neck. When he pressed tightly, it felt painful, but once he released his hand, a sense of liberation akin to pleasure coursed through her entire body.

‘My head is dizzy. Ah, hu…’

Tears welled up in her eyes as she was breathing heavily.

An obscene sound rang in her ears as if he was playing with the thin surface of the water as the spring water had spewed out so much water below.

Suddenly, his face moved away.

The entangled saliva connected like a silver thread stretched out before abruptly snapping. The pleasure surged up to the top of her head, and the embarrassing sound of breath intertwined in her mouth, unaccustomed to pleasure.

“Ha, ngh, n-no. I, sound…!”

As her own voice grew louder, she eventually pursed her lower lip tightly.

In her increasingly high voice, she eventually asked herself by rolling her lower lip tightly.

“Don’t bite. I’ll help you.”

Saying so, he pushed his index finger and middle finger into her mouth.

Unlike his tongue, he explored and scraped the inside with a firm and more aggressive motion. The tingling pleasure raced endlessly toward the place where he was teasing and pressing below. The gathered pleasures rushed towards the sharp corners simultaneously. They clung to each other in the narrowing passage, teased, and pressed against each other as if about to burst until finally…

“Huuhk, uuhng…!”

Her thighs twitched, and her toes curled tightly. It felt like something was pouring out of her body, down through her toes. It was a dizzying pleasure. As she reflexively bit down hard on his fingers to stifle a screaming moan, he persistently captured her face, contorted by the peak of pleasure she was experiencing for the first time.

She had a very sensitive body.

Knowing she was floundering for breath in the aftermath of climax, he pressed and gently caressed the area where the remnants of pleasure remained. Riette shook her head and nibbled on his finger as she sobbed.

The place where the blood had rushed down was so sore that it hurt.

Only after some time passed did he withdraw his hands from both of her places. The bodily fluids from above and below clung to his hand, leaving their traces.

‘I want to lick it or suck it, but it’s probably a stimulus she can’t handle yet.’

Cain bent down towards Riette, who had lost focus and was melting away, before kissing her chest, which had risen voluptuously above the square neckline, her cheek, and then her forehead.

She had learned that her body and mind became more sensitive after reaching climax. The pleasure she experienced for the first time was so intense that it felt like her soul had been sucked away. Her entire body tingled, and her mind hadn’t fully returned.

“Lean back in your chair, Princess.”

She sank into the passenger seat as if mesmerized by the deeply husky tone.

Thud.

As the door closed, she could see him turning around the car before he headed towards the driver’s seat through the window. The driver’s door suddenly flew open, and long legs emerged first.

Bbruum.

Soon, the engine roared, and her body jerked backward.

Through the residual heat of pleasure, she could see his hands on the steering wheel. The back of a manly hand bulging with tendons and veins. He had knuckles and distinctive ridges with long fingers.

…It was the hand that had been exploring her intimate parts just a moment ago.

A stifling breath caught in her chest.

Finally, she let out a heavy breath as if she couldn’t hold it in.

As the vehicle accelerated like a wild stallion, the wheels scattering dust like starlight under the dark night sky, the ribbon that adorned the car as a wedding car detached and fluttered into the darkness like a butterfly.

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‘I couldn’t remember how I got to my bedroom.’

It was fortunate that the wedding reception was in full swing and the Princess’s Palace was empty.

With disheveled hair, flushed cheeks, and moist lips, it looked as if they had hurriedly climbed the stairs like lovers rushing to escape, as if they had just done something. The feeling of bounding up the palace with stockings instead of shoes was truly unfamiliar and peculiar.

Late at night, the sight of her running up the servant-exclusive staircase as if she was fleeing away in the name of love elicited a laugh from her.

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