Abandoned Maid of the Grand Duke - Chapter 10
The sensation from below felt like it was on fire. The pain of tearing flesh, and beyond that, the burning pleasure of my insides being rubbed. From what I thought were dry insides, wet squelching sounds emerged again.
The faster he moved in and out of me, the louder the sounds became, and the more his wet s***t brushed against my bumpy inner walls, the more obscene it sounded.
“Ah, ahh!”
Without changing positions, I clung to his neck while only my lower body was ravaged. My exposed b*****s shook through the disheveled bridal gown.
Seeing this, he bit his lip and raised his upper body. As he adjusted his position to sit me upright on him, my upper body naturally rose, and our connection deepened. Seizing the opportunity, he took my swollen nxpple into his mouth and sucked.
Lost in the pleasure he provided, I thought to myself.
If someone saw us from outside, it would be the most vulgar and lewd sight.
A bride, completely out of her mind, exposing her lower body and b*****s while being penetrated and sucked by her master. The wet sounds, accompanied by each thrust of his hips, further moistened and tightened my entrance. The pleasure had grown so much that it overshadowed the pain, leaving me dizzy.
Could the sensation of skin rubbing against skin feel this good? I started to understand why men and women roll around naked together. As he sucked on my neck, I let him play with my brxxsts and rub my clxxoris.
“Julie… I love you, Julie.”
His words didn’t penetrate my mind. I was solely focused on the burning ecstasy emanating from our joined parts, making my body tremble. The tingling pain from his nibbles on my swollen nxpples felt good. The sensation of my vxgxnal walls being pounded and squeezed as he thrust deeper felt even better.
The harder he thrust, the more I loved the pleasure from our intimate connection, enough to drive me crazy.
‘Just a little more, harder… ah!’
As if holding the reins of sensation, he hungrily kissed me while exploring my inner depths with his tongue. Simultaneously,
“Mmmmh!”
A heat surged through my body, from the top of my head to my entire being. The blazing pleasure caused my inner walls to tighten around his s***t, loosening and then tightening like a rope being pulled taut. Beyond the rapid beating of my heart, my inner walls kept contracting and relaxing.
The lingering pleasure didn’t stop, spreading like watercolor paint from below. Even without the sweat trickling down my forehead, I knew what this feeling was. He seemed to notice as well and paused his movements, wiping the sweat from my forehead while we remained connected.
“You’re beautiful, Julie. So beautiful.”
Would I also be a fool to feel sincerity in his voice at this moment?
Before my body could cool down from the foolishness of getting swept into this knowing the outcome, the man laid me down and began to move again. It was as if he was impatiently filling the space he had been waiting for, moving more aggressively and harder than before, threateningly claiming me as his own.
“Ah, ah… Your Highness. Please.”
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was all too explicit amidst the rustling hay in the stable. I clung to his neck while he thrust into me, desperately trying to suppress my moans.
The pleasure I thought had ended rekindled like stoking a dying fire. Having already experienced one climax, my body refused to extinguish easily. My hypersensitive nerves were on high alert, and even the slightest touch ignited a burning sensation, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
His s***t, coated in our fluids, mercilessly penetrated my sticky depths. The obscene sounds of our bodies colliding, mixing with the wetness, filled the air.
The heat was stifling. The more he penetrated, the more I felt something swelling inside me. I twisted my hips and looked up at him. Our eyes met.
In his gaze, there was a heat that seemed ready to devour me. Realizing this, my eyes widened as I remembered something and looked back at him, shaking my head and mouthing the words with difficulty.
“Your Highness, please don’t…”
The lewd sounds of our union grew louder, unmistakable to anyone who might hear.
As he buried himself in me, moving his hips rapidly, my voice turned to urgent sobs.
“Please, not inside, not inside…!!”
I begged him desperately not to release inside me, to do it outside instead. In response to my desperate plea, a twisted desire gleamed in his eyes. When that desire consumed him in another form, he finally reached his peak. At the moment of his clxmax, he leaned in close, almost brushing his lips against mine, and whispered.
“Why? Because of that goddamn cur?”
