My Dear Grand Duke on a Leash - Chapter 83

Chapter 42.1 — Honeymoon Night (23)

The bright yellow morning sun gently nibbled at her cheek, awakening her consciousness that had been locked beneath the surface. The soft texture of the blanket, warmed by the sun, enveloped and caressed her skin.

As soon as her consciousness was reluctantly lifted from sleep, her body screamed, and she came to her senses.

“Euh, khuu…”

Riette writhed on the sheets like a dying mollusk. Her eyelids were heavy, and her body ached as if someone had beaten her.

She didn’t remember when she fell asleep or what had happened. The events of the night had mixed together like spilled paint on a palette in a myriad of colors. So yesterday, she slipped out with him during the reception, sat on the bench in the back garden of the villa, and took off her shoes. She embraced and kissed him in the wedding car, then went to the bedroom…

“….!”

As formed memories struck like lightning, her eyes flashed open. A throbbing pain rolled in waves beneath where she had been swept and pounded all night.

A familiar sight greeted her—a bedroom in a villa decorated with a grandiose and luxurious interior in the style of Helios. The late afternoon sunlight was casting a serene atmosphere on the bedroom, which had cleared away all traces of yesterday. As her gaze met the full-length mirror by the door, heat suddenly rushed to the top of her head.

Riette pulled her soft-scented hair and covered her face.

“I did it…”

Her sister’s first night of honeymoon had become her first experience.

Now, there was no turning back.

Perhaps because he declared in advance that he would be restrained, the merciless event where the first night turned swiftly into the first morning didn’t occur. Well, whether it could be deemed as restraint was a question mark in itself.

Last night, after seeing his member rising restlessly once again, she had resigned herself to a drowsy state and lost consciousness, with that as her last memory. Four times. And even that count was based on Cain’s standards. From Riette’s point of view, she couldn’t even begin to keep track of how many times it had been.

“…No. It was five times, wasn’t it?”

After their final tangle in front of the mirror, a faint memory surfaced of him carrying her to the bathroom and washing her body.

Immersed in warm water, she had fallen half asleep as she received his pouring kisses while he tasted her breasts and spewed fluid from his manhood again. Thanks to the gentle and thorough washing he gave her, there was a strange coexistence of muscle soreness and the ache below, along with refreshed skin. Moreover, somehow, even the sheets had been replaced with new ones.

The primal actions of the night flashed before her eyes like a flickering light.

Ironically, amidst the acts, she had been too engrossed, clinging to him with sobs, to notice, but his sober bass voice that suddenly came to mind was quite distinctly separated.

“You’re doing it with Kaisaros Acheron.”

Instead of his usual composed and rigid tone, it was rough, raw growling akin to a beast…

It reminded her of him, who maintained his distinctive simplicity yet was as provocative as if he were someone else. She didn’t know that his bare body, which he always hid by covering it up to his collar, would be so provocative and hot.

In truth, in retrospect, the person who was closer to a beast wasn’t him but herself.

“It’s only the first day, yet you’re accepting me readily. Like someone who has wanted to have s*x with me for a long time. Like you belonged to me for a very long time.”

It was as he said.

Didn’t she cling to him, crying in an obscene voice without shame? He seemed generally calm compared to her, who was in a mess with tears, shaking her waist and sobbing.

“I really didn’t know anything…”

Riette sighed, turning towards the ceiling.

If she had known that relationships were such passionate acts, she would’ve prepared for it sooner. Even though she wasn’t sure what she would’ve done, at least, even if it was just in her heart…

Click.

The sound of the bedroom door opening echoed beyond the blanket, followed by wide and steady strides. The stiff sound reminiscent of a soldier’s bearing made her skin first perceive his presence.

As she squinted her eyes, she caught sight of a dark, tall silhouette. As far as she knew, there was only one person in the world with such a wonderful figure.

‘What should I do? I can’t see him…!’

Riette felt a swirl of awkward curiosity and embarrassment, not knowing what expression to greet him with, whether she should say hello and what he would think of her.

While she was hesitating, he was right before her before she knew it. It was too late to pull up the covers.

In the end, Riette closed her eyes and timidly shook her head.

‘…I have no choice but to pretend to be asleep.’

“….”

A strange silence followed after he stopped at the bedside. Even though she was sure her eyes were closed, her face felt warm. It felt as though his gaze was piercing her forehead like a slender arrow.

Riette clenched the blanket tightly, exerting pressure with her toes.

‘Should I roll over? Pretend to toss and turn naturally…’

As she subtly twisted her hips, his voice finally broke through.

“Did you sleep comfortably, Princess?”

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