Secret Private Life of the Villainous Grand Duke - Chapter 107

“I told you, I’ll take responsibility.”

Lily held back the urge to argue. To her, men had no right to use the word ‘responsibility’ unless they could take on the pain of pregnancy themselves.

“Idiot…”

“Cute…”

Paul had no idea why she called him an idiot, but he chuckled and pulled her into his arms. Then, showering her cheeks and lips with kisses, he released deep inside her, filling her to the brim.

As the warmth of his climax began to fade, Paul withdrew and knelt down, pulling off her underwear. The sight of her dripping with his seed was so lewd, it felt like a shame to keep it to himself.

“Why are you taking them off…?”

“Because you like being watched.”

“…”

He wasn’t wrong. Embarrassment, shame, and arousal mixed within her, making her face flush. She lifted her arm over her eyes, blocking her view.

“Ah, such a pervert… a freak.”

Paul, now playing with the slickness between her legs, slid his fingers inside her, twisting them around. Watching how her body responded eagerly, it only made him want to roughen her up even more.

The wet squelching sounds filled the air as Paul’s fingers thrust in and out, making Lily’s thighs tense up as the remnants of his release began to drip out.

“Uuhh…”

“Get up.”

Paul grabbed her by the ankle and pulled her down onto the floor, stripping off the half-worn dress completely.

Is he going for another round? Lily’s heart raced. Her stamina had improved enough that she could handle two rounds now.

“Turn around and spread your legs.”

Gripping her waist, he turned her around and gently pushed down on her back, making her bend over. Lily spread her legs shoulder-width apart and pushed her hips back. Though embarrassed, she secretly hoped Paul would take a look and humiliate her.

“You’re dying to show me, aren’t you?”

Smack! Paul slapped her b*tt hard, gripping both cheeks and spreading them apart. Kneeling back down, he brought his face close to her.

“Your p*ssy’s filthy now.”

“That’s because you used it…”

Lily didn’t hold back, not even for a moment. Today, a strange defiance was growing inside her, despite the fact that she was standing naked in front of Paul, with her hips pushed out, fully exposing herself.

“You’re too filthy for me to want to lick you.”

It was a lie. He desperately wanted to lick her, to clean up the c*m that was still smeared across her red, glistening lower lips. He wanted to devour her, sucking and licking her clean with an insatiable hunger.

“Then put it in… your c*ck…”

“What?”

Without being teased or told, Lily shamelessly used vulgar words to beg him, and Paul felt his pillar stiffen even more.

She had always been cunning, but now she had grown even more dangerously seductive. How had she become so trained? Paul couldn’t help but admire Moritz’s skills.

Not knowing that Moritz hadn’t trained her at all.

In the minds of the men of the Empire, Lily was still the delicate and innocent young lady. None of them could have imagined she would become so lewd on her own.

Gripping her b*tt, Paul buried his face between her cheeks, his tongue eagerly licking and sucking her soft, tender flesh.

His desire was growing overwhelming—he wanted to lick and thrust into her all at once.

Glancing between his legs, Lily watched as Paul’s firm c-ck throbbed in his hand, and all she could think about was how much she wanted it inside her. The licking was nice, but nothing compared to being filled.

“Damn it… Why do you taste so good… Ha…”

Paul murmured as he sucked her, his voice muffled by the wet folds of her body, the sound barely escaping the valley between her thighs.

“Now…”

“I told you not to rush me, you b*tch.”

Spitting out the mix of c*m and her juices, Paul slapped her exposed lips. He wasn’t particularly into spanking, but he wanted to see the look of shame on her face.

However, to his surprise, Lily only wiggled her hips and let out pleased moans.

“Hah, you want to get f*cked so bad, don’t you? Say it. Tell me how much you want it. Say it with your own mouth.”

“I… I want to get f*cked a lot… Paul…hurry…”

The way she answered without hesitation made his c*ck throb with excitement. How could someone be this lewd? He couldn’t help but wonder what went on in her mind.

“Everyone in the Empire should know just how shameless you are.”

“N, no, please… not that…”

“Why not? If they knew, men would come and f*ck you whenever they wanted. Isn’t that what you want?”

“…”

“If everyone knew, they’d come watch your p*ssy dripping with c*m whenever they pleased. You wouldn’t like that?”

The thought of everyone knowing made Lily shake her head. That could never happen. Just the idea of men approaching her, spreading her open to look inside every time she walked by, made her juices drip down her thighs.

“But this says it likes the idea.”

“N, no…”

“It doesn’t? Look at you, squirming, begging to be seen. Your p*ssy is throbbing, and your panties are always soaked. How badly do you want cock that your p*ssy’s devouring your panties? Answer me.”

“…It’s not true…”

Both Paul, who was taunting her, and Lily, who was being humiliated, were breathing heavily with excitement. Standing up, Paul positioned himself against her entrance, rubbing his length along her wet folds from below.

“Fe, feed me… please… quickly…”

“Look at that, begging for it. Then say it yourself—tell me your p*ssy’s been drooling all over your panties because it craves my c*ck so much.”

Tears of embarrassment welled up in her eyes. Even as she shook her head in refusal, she squeezed her thighs together, trying to keep Paul’s c*ck pressed against her.

“…I don’t want to…”