The Queen Who Deserves To Be Tainted - Chapter 10.2

This situation, after all, was not strange at all.

Ejnar swiftly devoured Elfreda’s trembling lips.

“Ah…!”

Her body stiffened in surprise, but Ejnar relentlessly pursued her, ravaging every corner of her mouth. Just as her grandfather had left ruins wherever he went, he conquered every unexplored corner of her mouth.

“Ah, ha…!”

Her feigned struggle for breath and discomfort was amusing. To any observer, she might seem like an innocent maiden inexperienced in kissing. Yet, here she was, showing a despicable facade contrary to her reputation for being versed in seduction.

‘The effort is admirable, but.’

It wouldn’t go as she or her cunning father wishes.

Ejnar, engulfed in a heat that was undoubtedly anger, pressed on without giving her a chance to breathe. He was relentless with her lips, refusing to allow even the slightest separation. The occasional delicate moans escaping Elfreda only fueled the fire in his heart.

After a while, he slowly pulled away. His voice was cold and sarcastic, contrasting the intensity of their kiss.

“If you’re this affected by just this, how will you handle what comes next?”

“Your Majesty…”

“It’s not so hard for me to sleep with you.”

He repeated those words in his mind and then added.

“There’s no need to deceive others, you see.”

He had no reason not to hold this woman. In fact, he planned to continue, giving them the illusion that they were manipulating him as they wished. After all, the disappointment that came with broken hopes was always more painful.

Just like he had.

When his uncle and cousin, whom he believed would return safely, came back beheaded, his hopes were shattered into pieces, and he was consumed by despair and anguish.

He intended to make this woman experience the same—to make her pay for underestimating Machi, for underestimating Ejnar, and to let her believe she was carrying his seed, only to reveal later that it wasn’t so.

Would she still maintain her innocent facade when she realized it would never happen? Or would she show her true colors and turn venomously against him?

He suddenly wanted to see that.

“Though if you don’t want it, just say so. I won’t force you.”

Of course, it didn’t have to start right now. Ejnar was ready to leave without hesitation.

“Your Majesty.”

At that moment, a desperate hand grabbed Ejnar’s sleeve. The earnest look in her eyes seemed almost funny. Yes, she couldn’t let him go, not just because of the stigma of a failed wedding night but also because she’d miss the chance to conceive his child.

“Don’t go.”

Her voice was naively sweet, and it boiled his blood in anger.

“Don’t g… Ah!”

In an instant, he turned around and devoured Elfreda’s lips once more. Her clumsy response, despite its familiarity, seemed absurd.

The next moment, he fiercely kissed her and pushed her towards the bed. The disgust of being in contact with the granddaughter of his enemy made his body heat up rapidly. He laid her on the bed and climbed on top of her.

His intention was to end it quickly.

After all, what this woman truly wanted was the final act.

His gaze fell on Elfreda’s pale neck, untouched by sunlight. He felt an animalistic urge to bite into that neck and draw blood. There was no reason to hesitate. Ejnar buried his face in her neck. The sweet scent was intoxicating, almost chilling to the spine.

Was this perfume specially brought from Makaeri? It was definitely made of musk.

It couldn’t be anything else. Otherwise, why would he act so beastly?

As Ejnar sank his teeth into her white neck and bit down hard, Elfreda let out a low moan and trembled, which only fueled his sadistic pleasure. He was about to ravage her neck more greedily.

Elfreda lightly grasped his hair.

That tender action unexpectedly made his body freeze.