Droit du Seigneur: His Lordship's Right of the First Night - Chapter 65
Louise suddenly choked up and couldn’t continue speaking. When Richard lowered his gaze to see her face, she shook her head from side to side.
“You treated me better than anyone else….”
“Shh, don’t cry.”
He laughed softly at her tearful voice. He understood why she was crying so sadly. It was out of guilt towards him. Perhaps she had left so abruptly because she had sensed his feelings and felt burdened.
Richard patted her trembling shoulders gently. He tried to rationalize that he was just comforting her, but the touch of her soft skin made it hard to suppress his emotions. His hand, touching her, felt like it was burning.
To make matters worse, as Louise sobbed softly, she lost her balance and collapsed against him. Her still-damp, amber hair and tear-streaked face pressed against his bare chest. The contact of her wet face against his skin ignited his repressed desires.
In an instant, their lips met. They kissed each other passionately, as if they had been longing for each other’s breath. Warmth and intimacy mixed, making them forget they shouldn’t be doing this. They embraced each other tightly, their tongues entwining deeply as if their mingling saliva were a life-giving elixir.
“Haa….”
“Hnnh, mmh….”
During their fervent kissing, Louise’s thin linen chemise had ridden up to her chest. She lay on the blanket, completely exposed, breathing heavily.
The warmth of the crackling fire bathed her small body in a reddish glow.
Richard, trying not to look at her stark nakedness, turned away and pulled the blanket over her. He deeply regretted kissing her impulsively.
The situation was different from when they were at the lord’s castle. The contract had ended, and she was now another man’s wife. She might not have refused the kiss because he was the lord, but he should have known better.
“My lord….”
“This isn’t right. You… you have a husband.”
“No, I… Just this once. Please, my lord, hold me. For the last time, please….”
Her clear eyes shimmered with tears. In that moment, an overwhelming emotion seized his reason.
Whether she sought comfort because she was used to his touch, or she sympathized with his feelings, it didn’t matter. The fact that she wanted him right now electrified his mind. Even if taking her tonight led to misery and damnation later, he was willing to accept it.
Richard removed Louise’s wet chemise and stripped off the rest of his clothes. He leaned over her and their bodies pressed together. Their bare skin was already warm. As he moved his face from her slender neck to her shoulders, red marks bloomed on her flawless skin. Her breath came in quick, excited gasps.
“Haa, nngh….”
When his hand slid down, parting the curls of her pubic hair and exploring inside, he found her already wet with something other than rain.
His engorged member aligned with her entrance, and he thrust inside in one push. As the thick length filled her completely, she gasped.
Richard waited for her to relax before he began to move. Raising her hips, the connection deepened. As the heat built, his movements quickened, and Louise’s soft moans grew louder.
“Haa, kgh.”
“Ngh, ahh, hnn! My lord… ah, aah…!”
Louise forgot her shame and clung to him more eagerly than ever. She knew this would be an unforgettable last memory. She was grateful to fate for letting her meet him again, even by chance.
“Ah, ahngh… unh…!”
“Keugh, ugh….”
Soon, an overwhelming climax shook them both simultaneously. Their joined bodies trembled, and warm liquid spread deep inside her. They stayed wrapped in each other’s arms for a long time.
“Louise….”
Richard watched tears flow down her smooth cheek. The words urging her to leave her husband and come to him rose to his lips but remained unsaid. He knew it would only cause her discomfort.
Instead, feeling himself harden again inside her, he made another request.
“Hngh, ah— ahh! M-My lord…!”
“…Call me by my name.”
“Haah, uhn… Huh?”
“Just for—huu—tonight, call me by my name.”
