My Dear Grand Duke on a Leash - Chapter 82

Chapter 41.2 — Honeymoon Night (22)

Underneath, with her red folds spread wide, it looked like it had a lifelong desire to embrace him.

How could she not have such thoughts when she was swallowing his member so deliciously? Perhaps because her judgment had melted away in pleasure, questions that would have seemed absurd under normal circumstances naturally arose. Every time he teased and rubbed it, the copious fluids he had put in flowed out and soaked the floor.

Ah, hnngh, ngh.

Now, unable to even pretend to stifle her moans, she lowered her hand beneath her swaying breasts.

Was it because her mind, too, had been consumed by ecstasy? It was a curiosity she would never have dared to entertain under normal circumstances, yet now it gripped her.

Riette tentatively touched her entrance, which he was savagely conquering—the place where his member, hot as an iron rod fresh from a furnace, invaded her like a beast. As she spread her fingers there, he continued to tease and thrust, both with his fingers and his member. His voice whispered in her ear, almost as if he were pleading for her, while his relentless thrusts showed no mercy.

Even the palm of his hand, pressing against the sensitive bud below, felt like another extension of him.

“Princess…”

It seemed as if he was trying to crush her. Something seemed to snap as his waist movements became animalistic. Abandoning all restraint, he pounded relentlessly, causing her to emit choked moans.

“Uhk, huuk, ah! I can’t, hgh, bear it, huuk… stop! It feels like, hnngh, I’m going to come, ah! Ung, please, please!”

She cried out pleadingly while wildly thrashing about. It wasn’t just because of the pleasure she felt as he began to conquer her lower region. Her inside was filling up, a tightness, something akin to an orgasmic surge that churned at the same time.

The look on his face in the mirror sent a feverish heat through her, much steeper than when she had received him in bed.

“Don’t hold back. Show it to me, Princess.”

Disheveled black hair and fierce, beast-like eyes. The mask of composure that had been somewhat maintained until the bed was now precariously poised to shatter into pieces at any moment.

Their eyes met through the mirror.

‘…Ah, that. That was his raw self.’

A bright blue flame glimpsed through the loose window of carnal pleasure. Like a beast in a cage, trembling with desire, wanting her…

“Huuk, haangh, good, ah—no, please… Ah!”

He nipped at her shoulder blade.

His member swelled inside her, threatening to burst. It swelled to its limit just before climax, sending shivers through her entire body. With a groan, he poured out hot and thick fluid inside her, and at the same time, she gripped his neck tightly, digging her nails in.

“Aheuk, ah…!”

As her toes stretched out and then curled tightly, her eyes half-rolled back as her limbs trembled. Her sensation skyrocketed like lightning before she was snatched away by someone from somewhere high above. It felt as though she was thrown off a dizzying cliff.

Riette’s fingertips and toes trembled at the precarious and sharp ecstasy.

The fluid gushed out, and at the same time, a trickle of clear water flowed out as if incontinent, staining the mirror. An indescribable sense of liberation from pleasure seized her scalp from all directions.

Drip.

The weakened fluid flowed down his p*nis and perineum, dripping onto the instep of his feet.

“Ugh…!”

Cain let out a low moan and arched his hips for a long time at the peak of his climax. After inhaling deeply for a while at the point they both reached simultaneously, his stiffened shoulders began to relax slowly, belatedly.

Naturally, it was she who collapsed first.

It felt like all her muscles had completely loosened. She didn’t have any strength…

He lifted her melted body lightly.

As his shrunken member withdrew, the place that had been completely filled just moments ago felt frighteningly empty. Additionally, his fluid, which had been planted in abundance, splattered onto the floor. She couldn’t help but capture the vulgar and obscene scene with her eyes through the mirror.

Perhaps due to her mind being clouded, rational thinking was impossible.

‘Such a waste… He has given me so much until now…’

With her body feeling limp like a doll in his hands, she lowered her hand to block the entrance. The endless flow of pale fluid pushed past her fingers and dribbled through. Without realizing it, she pushed the fluid back in with her finger.

Cain stood still like a broken wooden doll. Sensing his movement, she turned to him with a lack of energy.

“It keeps coming out… I feel like it’s a waste…”

“….”

“You must’ve put in too much. I try to push it back in, but it keeps coming out…”

Rustling.

All of a sudden, a friction sound that was almost frightening could be heard. Riette, too, froze like ice and took a moment to catch her breath.

‘Surely not…?

As she glanced down as if struck with fear, sure enough, the thing born with infinite life was stretching again.

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