My Dear Grand Duke on a Leash - Chapter 80

Chapter 40.2 — Honeymoon Night (20)

Her eyes were completely loosened and out of focus, her wheat-colored lashes glistening with tears, and her cheeks flushed like petals. Her lips, unable to control it, were parted as it irregularly exhaled hot breath and saliva, imprinted in his eyes as if they were captured on film.

He licked her tears away as if cherishing it and sucked the saliva that stained her small chin.

“Princess.”

He whispered as if entranced, like a man intoxicated by something.

“Do you know, ha, what you’re doing with me?”

His princess seemed unable to regain her senses amidst the onslaught of stimulation. Her lewd response was both adorable and captivating as if it could make his head explode.

“We’re having s*x.”

“Hiik, ahngh!”

“You’re doing it with Kaisaros Acheron. Do you understand?”

The taut leash that always restrained him seemed like it would snap and fly off in all directions any moment now, yet surprisingly, he hadn’t let go of the reins just yet. It wasn’t for a gentle reason like patience. It was because he feared that if he let go, he wouldn’t remember this ecstasy clearly.

When Cain teasingly flicked her stiffened nipples with his fingertips, her insides tightened as if surprised. She couldn’t even remember what she was hearing or saying anymore. She cried out, moving her hips in sync with the man’s movements as he roughly penetrated her.

“I… now… ah, ah…!”

Her limbs twitched as she dug her nails into his back. It felt like lightning had struck straight into the crown of her head. Her vision flashed before her eyes, and her calf muscles involuntarily wrapped around his thighs as her toes curled tightly.

Her released fluids trickled down her perineum and buttocks.

She bit down on his shoulder blade as she cried out in the grip of a climax that threatened to shatter every sensation within her body. It felt as if he had thrown her into unbearable pleasure, which simultaneously made her feel resentful, repulsed, and yet inexplicably enamored, to the point where she felt like he could die.

It was instinctual revenge.

Cain gritted his teeth and let out an animal-like groan as he felt the pressure of the moist inside that was tightening his member as though it was threatening to burst it. Then, he gently massaged her scalp with his finger as if comforting the Princess was whimpering and biting his shoulder.

Her wet hair curled around his fingers like her inner flesh.

“Princess.”

“Heuk… Hngh, nngh…”

Stroking her trembling head gently, he buried his face in the defenseless nape of her neck. As he bared his teeth and nibbled, Riette’s body, which had become sensitive right after the climax, trembled at the sharp pain. It was the same place he had left a mark last time. It seemed like he was making sure it didn’t fade away, engraving it once more.

He licked the nape of her neck deeply, as if apologizing, and whispered in her ear.

“You haven’t answered yet.”

“Uh…?”

A foreboding sensation tugged at her eyelids. As she gazed at him anxiously with her red eyes, the expression on his face was frighteningly calm and nonchalant compared to hers.

While he was dripping in sweat with his hair tousled, in considerable disarray compared to usual, it was clear that she was the only one who had bared her true self right now. Moreover, his gaze seemed to be suffering from thirst like someone who had drunk sea water, only growing more parched with each sip like a wanderer ever more desperate for a drink.

‘Come to think of it…’

He hadn’t ejaculated a moment ago. Wasn’t he still showing off his presence assertively and magnificently? Like a frightened hamster, Riette pushed him away with her small hands at the thought.

“Wait a minute. We did a lot today, even though it was our first time, right?”

“….”

“I’m sure this should be enough. For pregnancy… Ah!”

He rose up with their bodies connected. Then, in one swift motion, he flipped her body upside down.

As her body spun and twisted, it abruptly swept her insides, which had been sensitive because of his frequent thrusts. The mere touch sent searing heat rushing to the corners of her eyes.

Unfortunately for Riette, it didn’t end there.

Cain slid his arms under her knees from behind and lifted her unexpectedly into a squatting position with her legs spread apart and floating in the air.

Lifting her from behind, he rose to his knees while holding her. It was a posture beyond the realm of her imagination. The only support was his sturdy chest against her back, his rippling abs and his arms hanging like hooks below her knees. With nowhere else to cling to, she urgently wrapped her arms around his neck and hung on.

“Ah, Your Highness. Wait…! Hiik!”

Her white and plump breasts collapsed together as they were squeezed. Nevertheless, in this embarrassing and bizarre position, there was no room for questioning because their lower parts were still connected.

As the lower half of her body floated in the air, her lower stomach tightened with reflexive anxiety.

Cain whispered, exhaling a ragged breath into her ear.

“Not yet.”

“Ah! Hngh, ah!”

With himself still inside her, he got off the bed.

Despite lifting an adult woman, he seemed not to feel her weight at all. Funnily enough, it was she who made groaning noises with each step. It was because every movement caused that horrible thing to stab her from underneath.

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