My Dear Grand Duke on a Leash - Chapter 74

Chapter 37.2 — Honeymoon Night (14)

The strange mixture of shame and anticipation made her feel even more embarrassed. At the same time, an obscenity and whimsical desire for him to look at her and tell her that she was pretty arose. He was the kind of man who would undoubtedly say that she was beautiful even if she looked very strange… Moreover, however she appeared, it couldn’t be more vicious and terrifying than that thing.

Still, there was no way she wouldn’t be ashamed of her position, with all other parts covered with fabric and only her breasts and private parts exposed to him.

Unable to meet his eyes, she lowered hers in embarrassment.

“Ah!”

Her body suddenly fell backward.

It was because Cain had grabbed her shoulders and pushed her onto the bed. Then, gripping her hips, he pulled her towards him. Riette lay on the bed as her body descended downward. As her buttocks grazed the edge, something blunt touched the wet flesh she had exposed to him.

“Huuk…!”

A groan that seemed to break through clenched teeth was heard. When she glanced down, she could see him trembling, his veins bulging in his neck.

Her breath caught in her throat.

The man, whose face resembled a mask of cast iron forged in the blacksmith’s shop, contorted with intense pleasure. His furrowed brow accentuated the bulging muscles of his jawline and the prominent veins of his long neck, and his tightly defined muscles were visible.

And then…

“….!”

Something gushed forth from there. The sticky, heavy fluid literally spurted out vigorously, haphazardly adhering to her groin and exposed flesh. The l*wd scent that exploded like pollen irritated her nostrils. After his back trembled for a while, he finally let out a deep sigh.

Riette looked at him as if entranced, feeling that despite his apparent release, something seemed lacking.

Was he always this sensual?

Then, with a sigh, he gazed down at her with languid eyes. It was only then that she came to her senses as their eyes met.

“Is… it over?”

“We haven’t even started yet.”

Her eyes fluttered open.

While she wasn’t sure of the exact sequence of the relationship, it felt like something had already ended. Could he be lying? She tried to gauge his reaction with a suspicious glance, but he responded with a casual demeanor as if he had never been distorted by pleasure.

Thorough preparation was always best. After all, wouldn’t the memories of the first night last forever?

He didn’t want to hurt the Princess from the start. His duty and purpose today was to bring her ecstatic pleasure. At the thought, Cain pulled Riette’s hand and led it downwards.

“You’ll remember, where mine should go in the Princess.”

It was a familiar gesture, so she looked down at his hand, more relaxed than before.

However.

“….”

Nothing was the same.

The turbid white fluid he regurgitated clung to her, leaving her appearance a mess. Her once smooth skin, without a single trace of a single blemish, was marred by a lump on her thigh.

He placed her hand on his member, saturated with his fluid.

“If I spew this inside the Princess’s body, you’ll be pregnant.”

His member stood up stiffly again.

Facing the ghastly sight, with no trace of having regurgitated the white liquid, she had to doubt her own memory for a moment. Now that she thought about it, he did mention needing to release twice first.

In other words, that meant he intended to do it… more than once.

Riette knew that conceiving wasn’t an easy feat since she had seen nobles struggle for years without children. So, she intended to do it multiple times as well because they didn’t have much time…

Amidst her vague thoughts wavering between seeming right and not, Cain firmly pushed his middle finger inside her.

“Ah…!”

It wasn’t just the tip of his finger like before. He delved in deeply, more than two knuckles deep, pushing his fluid in with it. As her startled muscles tensed, her insides became so cramped that even his slender fingers couldn’t move. The inside of her body was so delicate, filled with damp creases. It felt like even the slightest movement would cause pain or hurt her.

Riette hastily grabbed his wrist.

“Stop…!”

His hand, which had been sliding his finger in, abruptly halted. Riette, unable to move even slightly, lay still with her legs spread wide apart. She glanced up at him, sobbing, still gripping his wrist.

“I’m s-scared… What should I do? Ung?”

“Princess. Look at me.”

Cain gently cupped her cheek with his large hand, leaning down to kiss her forehead before he softly planted kisses on the corner of her eyes, cheeks, and chin.

“I’ll never hurt you or make you suffer, so relax and breathe slowly. Just like that. You’re doing very well.”

As she struggled to control her breathing, he caressed her cheek as if praising her.

“I’ll go in with you. Don’t be afraid, and trust me with your body. Like this…”

His firm and knurled fingers penetrated alongside her tense entrance, gently spreading it open.

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