Bridal Lessons - Chapter 24
Despite his earlier teasing about her hair, it was actually soft and sparse. The slightly moist curls felt pleasantly delicate against his fingers. The sensation of his hand tracing the edges of her small triangle was like a gentle punishment, and then he finally moved between her legs.
Opening the warm, moist cleft, Iscarion began to stimulate Rosen’s sensitive area in earnest, holding her struggling body firmly in place. He first grasped one of her soft, round bxttxcks with one hand to keep her from moving.
He tickled the areas with hair on either side of her v***a, then ran his long fingers down between her folds, exploring the sensitive flesh, clxxxris, and entrance. As he massaged these areas, her small, trembling hole began to secrete clear fluid, becoming wet. Instead of penetrating deeper, Iscarion used his fingertips to gauge the wetness of her entrance.
“Ah, nngh, if you touch me like that there, ohh…”
He teased the sensitive entrance of her v****a, while his thumb moved upward to part her folds slightly and tapped her clxxxris. The sudden stimulation made Rosen cry out.
“Ohh…!”
Seizing the moment, Iscarion spread her folds wide open with both hands, pushing aside the hair that covered them, fully exposing her engorged clxxxris. He gripped its base and rubbed deeply.
“Uhh! Ah, no, ohh, ngh!”
It was her first experience of such dizzying s-xual pleasure. The electric tingles surged from her spine to her toes, making her body writhe and causing her to moan in embarrassment.
“Ahh, ohh! Brother, uhh, this feels strange…! Mmngh!”
“Strange?”
Her face was flushed red, caught between unfamiliar pleasure and shame, and she looked as though she was about to cry. Iscarion smirked as he looked down at her.
“Of course it feels strange. That’s the point.”
“Stop, please, uhh, haah…”
Rosen wanted to cry, not wanting to believe this situation was real. Was this the same kind Iscarion she had known until yesterday? She had prepared herself for the fact that they could not go back to how things were if they broke off their engagement, but she had never imagined it would be like this.
People say that normally gentle individuals can be the most frightening when angry. He must have been offended that she initiated the breakup. After all, the Grand Duke of Lutèce was the most outstanding man in the empire, so his pride would have been wounded. But still, punishing her like this…
“Ahh, oh! Brother! Wait a moment!”
No matter how much she begged, he didn’t release her swollen clxxxris, focusing solely on the sensitive, tiny spot. The intense stimulation made her gasp for breath. Observing her reactions, Iscarion rubbed the frenulum connecting her clxxxris and vxlva more deeply. Rosen’s vision alternated between white and black as she struggled to handle the overwhelming pleasure he skillfully manipulated.
The intense sensations made her toes curl involuntarily. When he abruptly tugged on her tender, pink nxxples, it was too much for Rosen, who had no immunity to such s-xual stimuli. She reached her first climax in front of him.
“Ah, ah, ohh! Wait, Brother! Uuuhn, I can’t…!”
The climax was brief but intense, brought on by external stimulation alone. As the layered pleasure exceeded her threshold, Rosen struggled shamefully under his watchful eyes, trembling as she came. Overwhelmed by the lingering xrgxsm, she couldn’t even think of putting her feet back together and continued to shiver.
Hoping this was all a dream, she blinked her tear-filled eyes, seeing her disheveled reflection in the large ceiling mirror. Her soaked curly hair clung to her g***n, and she turned her head away, unable to look any longer.
“Do you understand? This is what it means to climax.”
“Haa, ah.”
“By the way…”
As Iscarion looked down at her flushed face, still panting from the aftershocks of pleasure, he laughed quietly. He gently tickled the soft soles of her feet, which were still vulnerably exposed, reminding her of their agreement.
Holding her chin, he forced her to look at him.
“Rosen, you must be punished for breaking our agreement, right?”
“……”
A punishment…
As she stared blankly at him, Iscarion, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, stood up. It looked as if he was really going to leave the room.
“No, don’t! Brother, don’t go!”
Fearing he would actually leave her as he had threatened, Rosen clung to him desperately.
“Please, just give me one more chance…”
“Hmm, I can’t hear you.”
Pretending to be about to leave, he smiled faintly and looked at her.
“You have to ask properly. Beg me to do it again.”
“Hiic… please… do it…”
Feeling utterly humiliated to ask for such an obscene act, Rosen barely managed to answer. At his light gesture to get back into position, she forced herself to endure the mortifying shame and put her feet together, positioning her legs into a diamond shape as before. The way she exposed her private parts to him felt like being a frog on a dissecting table. Spreading her legs completely would have been less embarrassing.
