My Past Life is Riddled With Many Sins - Chapter 139
When she finished her glass, he set his drink down and stood up.
“Shall we head to bed?”
Although his glass was still half full, he didn’t seem to have any attachment to finishing it.
‘Just the leftover amount could be worth so much.’
Knowing the astronomical price of liquor made with holy water, Regina, who lived counting every single coin, felt regretful.
Valenti turned off all the lights except the bedside lamp, changed into his signature thin nightwear, and approached the bed. As his footsteps grew closer, her heartbeat quickened.
‘When he gets here, I’ll do it.’
Her head spun. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like her ribs might bruise from the force. The mattress dipped under his weight as he sat down, and she turned, grabbing his arm.
“I’m sorry, Friedy.”
Apologizing, she climbed on top of him. Even in the darkness, the widened pupils of his silver eyes were vividly clear.
“Once again, I….”
Before she could say she had to do something unforgivable, an overwhelming drowsiness hit her like a tidal wave.
It wasn’t natural; it was far too sudden and intense. Even the superhuman body of a swordmaster, capable of staying awake for days, couldn’t resist this overpowering sleepiness.
‘He drugged the drink.’
She hadn’t suspected it at all because he had never tampered with her food before. She should have noticed something was strange when he offered her alcohol tonight, so unlike him.
“I understand your intentions….”
Before he could finish his sentence, her consciousness plunged into darkness.
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“Uung, uht…”
Regina’s body trembled slightly. Her senses were hazy as though they were dulled by layers of fabric. She felt like she was surrounded by mist or walking on clouds. Yet, an inexplicable and tantalizing sensation enveloped her entire body.
“Huu…”
It was an irresistible mix of euphoria and delirium, a pleasure she couldn’t fight. It wasn’t overwhelming to the point of being unbearable, nor too mild to be unsatisfying—it was just right. She found herself wanting to stay in this weightless state forever.
“Heuk, ah… ahh…”
But for some reason, the pleasure grew sharper and more vivid. It felt as though the layers smothering her senses were peeling away one by one, revealing something hidden underneath.
A tingling ecstasy ran down her spine, making her back tremble. What had started as gentle contentment now left her body craving more intense stimulation.
This feels good… more, more…
Suddenly, her eyes opened wide. Only then did she realize she had been dreaming until that moment. And the pleasure she had felt in the dream was unmistakably…
“St, stop… haahhh…!”
As the sharpened sensations flooded in all at once, her body arched, and she reached her climax in an instant. She felt the bursting liquid spreading between her thighs.
Even as she trembled uncontrollably, Valenti didn’t stop his hand.
She didn’t know how long this had been going on, but her thighs and secret areas were already drenched with fluids. Before the lingering sensations of her last climax could fade, another wave of ecstasy overwhelmed her.
Curling her toes, she let out another moan, only to hear the faint clinking of chains. She glanced around and saw them. Black chains wrapped around her wrists and ankles.
“Huht, why, why are you doing this…?”
Her mind refused to process the situation. She couldn’t understand why he was doing this. She had intended to take him by force, and it was logical that he’d noticed her intentions, drugged her drink, restrained her, and bound her.
That much could be rationalized as a preemptive move to protect his purity.
But why had he tied her up, stripped her naked, and proceeded to violate her?
“It seemed like Your Majesty had resolved to take me, so I decided to loosen things up below. Otherwise, you’d end up forcing it again, like last time.”
She immediately understood what he meant by ‘last time.’ He was referring to the night Yekarna, as a princess, had broken into Friedrich’s bedroom to take him. He was recalling that distant past life.
Even someone as headstrong as Yekarna hadn’t been shameless enough to demand foreplay when forcing someone into such a situation. Nor could she take the time to prepare herself; she’d feared Friedrich would escape if she hesitated. He hadn’t been desperate to let her violate him, and she hadn’t had the luxury of time.
So, she had forcibly thrust him inside her, ignoring his pleas to stop and rushing to make it happen.
The pain had been unbearable, as if her bottom was torn apart and her body splitting in two. Yekarna had never imagined penetration could hurt so much. Even with no experience seeing another man’s member, she could tell Friedrich’s size wasn’t ordinary.
Still, she had assumed it was an act everyone could endure, and as someone stronger than most, she believed she’d be fine.
When tears streamed down her face, rendering her incapable of speaking, Friedrich—despite her being the one who had made him unfit to ever serve as a priest again—had held her gently and comforted her.
“When I tried to stop you back then, I meant that you shouldn’t do it without preparation. Unfortunately, it seems you took it differently.”
He twisted his fingers inside her, targeting every sensitive spot with uncanny precision, as if he had mapped out her weaknesses while she was unconscious.
“Hu-uht…”
She bit back a moan, trying to channel mana into her wrists, but before it could gather, the energy scattered. The chains he had placed on her were designed to suppress mana.
Her physical strength alone wasn’t remarkable. Even as a swordmaster, without access to her mana, there was no way she could overpower an adult man with sheer force.
He withdrew his fingers and began gently licking her folds, then sucked on her cli*.
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