Droit du Seigneur: His Lordship's Right of the First Night - Chapter 53
In the jolting carriage, Louise was struggling to stifle her moans, barely managing to breathe as Richard thrust into her with powerful strokes. She fought hard not to make any lewd sounds.
“Mmm, hng, uh!”
“Bite.”
As Louise kept glancing nervously outside, her heart racing, Richard brought his hand to her lips, whispering in a husky voice. Caught in a moment of desperation, she bit down on his large hand. The weak bite, which didn’t even tickle, caused his member to swell even more.
When Louise inadvertently looked down at herself, she saw her flat stomach bulging out in the shape of his massive, snake-like member every time he thrust deeply. The sight was always astonishing, but in this seated position, it seemed even more intense.
Engulfed in a strange satisfaction, Richard felt his emotions heighten as he wrapped one hand around Louise’s lower abdomen.
Her small body, having already climaxed several times, trembled again with a large convulsion. Richard embraced her tightly, letting out a low moan as he came deeply inside her. When he finally paused, his broad, muscular back became clearly visible through his shirt.
“Ugh, ha…”
“Hng, ah, my lord…”
Without pulling out, Richard caressed her soft skin, relishing the afterglow. The moist, warm sensation of his still-erxct member pressing deep within her relaxed walls was as pleasurable as the climax itself.
Though Richard had only unbuttoned his pants and remained mostly dressed, Louise was completely naked. He lifted her trembling body to face him, gently nibbling her earlobe and soothing her in his embrace for a while longer.
When he finally withdrew his long member from her, he used his warm hand to cover her area. Her rough hair brushed against her delicate flesh, calming the heated area with his large hand. Her clxxxris, having climaxed multiple times, pulsed under his palm.
Richard tried to put her undergarments back on, but the sticky fluid continued to seep out of her. He took a handkerchief from his pocket, folded it several times, and placed it inside her undergarments, covering the area where it would touch her. The soft fabric, embroidered with familiar initials, gently wrapped around her sensitive spot.
“Hnngh…”
Louise, still breathing heavily, rested her cheek against Richard’s chest, trying to calm her breath. The sensation of their mixed fluids seeping out and soaking the handkerchief made her blush. Though the act was over, she still felt intimately connected to him, the fragrance from his handkerchief heightening the feeling.
Covering her private area with his handkerchief! She couldn’t wander around with evidence of their affair dripping from her, but the embarrassment was overwhelming. Blushing deeply, she mumbled,
“…I’ll wash it and return it.”
“I think I prefer it as is.”
Finding her coy avoidance endearing, Richard laughed softly.
“So, have you realized now how irrational and terrifying a man’s instincts can be?”
“Ugh! I don’t know…”
Laughing again, he lightly kissed the top of her head as she snuggled into his chest, feeling an odd urge to act spoiled. Her heart and breath still raced erratically. If this was what he meant by a man’s instincts… she wanted to learn more.
Louise remained nestled against him until the carriage slowed and came to a complete stop at their next destination. Despite being naked and having done much more embarrassing things, she hesitantly wrapped her arms around Richard’s waist. He, in turn, gently stroked the back of her neck as if it were the most natural thing.
Was it the physical exhaustion after the sudden intense lovemaking, or was her mind entirely melted? His tenderness made her feel like she was about to cry.
***
The three cities they passed through afterward each had their own unique charm. The short schedule left something to be desired, and occasional bouts of inevitable sadness arose, but otherwise, it was quite enjoyable.
Upon arriving in the capital, they settled into Richard’s mansion and began preparing for the ball. The mansion, located on the quiet outskirts of the capital, was a large, beautiful, and historic estate. It was well-maintained by servants even in the owner’s absence.
The day after their arrival, Richard summoned renowned artisans from a high-end boutique for Louise. Although she thought she only needed one dress for the party on the last day, she was overwhelmed to find out she also needed matching shoes, various accessories, custom undergarments, and even a fan.
Not only did Richard order numerous elaborate evening gowns she might never have occasion to wear again, but he also bought travel outfits, casual dresses, silk pajamas, and various accessories and shoes, all as recommended by the boutique owner.
