My Past Life is Riddled With Many Sins - Chapter 123
Lennon frowned, seeing Regina react with involuntary shivers. Driven by the urge not to lose to Darien, he stayed silent and focused on exploring her chest.
As she moaned in response to Lennon’s teasing of both n*pples, Darien responded by skillfully stimulating her below. One hand on her cli* while the other spread and entered her.
“Uuht… huhk! St, stop… haahk…”
The sensations overwhelming her from above and below caused her entire body to tremble.
Lennon’s hands were relentless, alternating between roughly squeezing, pinching, and twisting her n*pples before soothing them tenderly, as if to punish her.
The jolts of pleasure up her spine left her vision hazy. Darien’s hand moved with precision, teasing her cli* as his fingers filled her, brushing over sensitive spots within, pushing her to the edge.
With both her heightened n*pples and cli* being teased at once, the overstimulation made her mind feel like it was short-circuiting. Her body responded instinctively, wetness flowing uncontrollably, adding to the slick sounds in the carriage that grew louder and messier.
“If your chest is this sensitive, you could climax from just touching it, couldn’t you?”
Lennon observed, wanting to confirm his theory. When she couldn’t respond, he gave her br*ast a sharp slap, surprising her with a mixture of pain and unexpected pleasure.
“Hahk…!”
“When asked a question, one should answer. Have you ever climaxed from just your chest alone?”
“Uuhht… yes, hhngg!”
At that moment, she felt Darien’s fingers press deeper, her head tilting back in response.
“How did it happen?”
Lennon asked further, his gaze darkened as he watched her reaction.
Feeling he might hit her chest again if she didn’t answer, she responded as best as she could, even as Darien’s hand continued its movements.
“The prince, aahh… used his p*nis between my chest, uung… and moved… huht…”
“So, you climaxed as he took your chest?”
Lennon murmured, running his finger along the valley of her chest. His voice dropped to a low, almost sinister tone.
“To come from a man’s c*ck pressing there. How did you get so careless, Miss Heather?”
Lennon reprimanded her and gave her chest a sharp, resounding smack.
“Huht!”
“That isn’t a hole meant for a man’s c*ck, is it?”
He squeezed the soft flesh in his hands and groaned.
“One wouldn’t be enough for you this time, right? You needed another hole to come inside, didn’t you? Though with how insatiable you seem, even two might not suffice.”
Without hesitation, Lennon flipped her onto her stomach.
“Huuhhh!”
A muffled moan escaped her lips as she found herself turned onto her stomach, with Darien’s fingers still inside her.
The change in position pressed her chest against Lennon’s firm thigh, causing her discomfort just as Lennon spread his legs apart. With the support of his body gone, she rested her cheek against the seat of the carriage beneath her, still warm from where his leg had been.
With Darien’s four fingers digging into her, she gasped for breath between Lennon’s thighs, the sound of his belt buckle being undone reached her ears. A large shadow loomed over her face.
“Open up, Miss Heather.”
Lennon lifted her face, bringing his member close to her mouth.
“I’ll give you another hole to enjoy when the d*ck comes in.”
Seeing it so close made his p*nis appear even more intimidating. The ridges along its length looked grotesque, and its excessive thickness and length were far beyond what she could handle with her mouth.
When she shook her head in refusal, Lennon’s eyes sharpened.
“You willingly submitted to Prince Nyx and allowed your chest to become so indecent, yet you refuse my training?”
Lennon’s hand roughly tugged at her n*pple. She felt pain but shivered with pleasure, releasing more wetness below.
Darien, still rubbing her cli* and probing her, raised his hand to show her how soaked he was. As if to brag that he was the one who made her so sensitive.
Even the once iron-willed Chancellor Lennon was taken aback by that. He wasn’t a man who expressed his feelings through violence, especially not against someone of royal blood. Instead, he brushed his member against her face without causing her pain.
As the thick shaft passed over her cheeks, eyelids, and lips, Regina trembled. Despite his well-groomed appearance, his member seemed to exude a strange allure that stimulated her senses.
What had happened with Darien was far from her consent, but it appeared to have provoked Lennon. She could see the sudden shift in his attitude.
Her men had a shared disdain for anything they deemed unfair. They despised being treated differently compared to others, whether it was receiving something that others had not or being granted permission when others were not. They had no tolerance for such disparities.
If she had s-x with Skyler outdoors, she had to do that with Lennon too. If she had gone on a date with Lennon, she would have to go with Friedrich as well. If she had given a gift to Friedrich, then she would also need to do the same for Prince Iskanda.
The relationship with her other companions, like the favorite concubine or Mary, weren’t as intense, but these four had always shown a stronger tendency toward such behavior since their past lives.
She was about to open her mouth.
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