I Ended Up Saving the Duke Who Was Meant to Die - Chapter 2.4 🔞
The sound of wet friction echoed continuously from where our bodies met.
I didn’t even care about the water overflowing from the bathtub. What mattered was the fact that I was being penetrated while clinging tightly to him, my arms wrapped around his neck.
My stomach bulged and collapsed as his member reached the depths of my cervix. I was secretly scared that my stomach might burst.
“Too, hah, deep, ahhng!”
He tasted various parts of my body while licking my nape. It was like eating sweet candy.
“Sweet. Ha, Irene. You’re too sweet.”
How can flesh be sweet? I captured him in my wavering vision and opened my mouth to run my tongue across his nape.
“Ahng! Ng, nng.”
Sweet. It was sweet. Just as he said, the flesh seemed sweet. So that’s why he keeps tasting like this.
I couldn’t tell if what was soaking my entire body was sweat, the water filling the bathtub, or bodily fluids.
“Hah, too much, ah! …ng, ngh. It’s, hard.”
He seemed tireless as he held me up, gripped my hips, and ground downward.
Thud, thud.
The sound of thrusting didn’t stop. My chest bounced up and down, and my lower region was tingling. Suddenly, he held me tight and exhaled while deeply thrusting his member.
“Keugh.”
“Ah, aaaaahng!”
It felt like hot liquid was being scattered inside. His thing twitched and grew even larger inside than before.
“…Severus?”
But he just kissed my collarbone and smiled faintly.
“I think you’re loosened up enough now.”
Oh.
When his member that had been filling my insides pulled out, the fluid it had been holding gushed out.
“Hah!”
As the hot and slippery fluid leaked out, he carefully set me down. Then he turned my body around. Finding myself suddenly pressed against the wall, I turned my head back to look at him.
“What… ah?”
His member pushed between my straight legs and suddenly thrust deep inside.
“Aah!”
My toes curled from the pleasure that hadn’t yet subsided. My n*pples hardened as my chest was pressed against the wall.
Every time he thrust his member from behind, my body rubbed against the cold wall.
“It feels too good, I can’t stop.”
“Hah, ng! Strange, ahk, it feels strange.”
My waist bent and my body tensed from the tingling pleasure. When he caressed my back while digging deeper inside and touched my swollen area, my body jumped.
I was overwhelmed with euphoria as his member, filling me completely, stirred inside without rest.
“Ahnng!”
My body reached climax once again and released fluid. Because of that, his large member pushed even deeper through the narrow opening.
***
Splash. Splash.
The sound of flesh meeting wetly mixed with the overflow of water from the bathtub.
Severus stared at the red hair that clung to her body, wet from the water. When he reached out to brush her hair to the side, her body’s curves were revealed.
“Hah, nng…”
Irene let out helpless moans as he pulled his hips back and thrust deeply inside.
“Ah, Severus. Nnng…”
Her thin, clear voice stretched out, causing his reason to break and return repeatedly. She who had been twisting in pain was now moving her body in rhythm with him.
Following from her shoulders that dropped at a right angle, down along her straight spine, he saw her slender waist that seemed small enough to hold in one hand.
“Ha.”
He worried that he might be taking her like a beast.
“Irene, are you alright? If it’s my greed…”
“No, it’s, ngh, don’t, stop.”
She spoke with vacant eyes, like someone who didn’t know what they were saying. At that sight, his thread of reason snapped once again.
“Haah.”
With a strong thrust, he buried himself deep inside and caught his breath, then gently spread her b*ttocks with both hands.
He could feel her inner walls gripping him tightly, every fold embracing his length. His internal movements quickened with growing pleasure, becoming more and more intense.
Though she was loose enough to take all of him, there still wasn’t enough space. He let out a short groan at her twitching entrance.
“Huu.”
The soft flesh of her b*ttocks fit perfectly in his hands. As he slowly rotated his hips and pressed closer to her body, her head jerked back.
“Nnng!”
He bent down and kissed her trembling, delicate body. Even without her telling him not to stop, Severus didn’t want to stop either.
An unbearable desire boiled up again.
Despite being buried inside her body, he felt an urge to go deeper, to possess more.
“Ahng!”
Irene cried out each time he thrust his hips. Her lower region convulsed more quickly and strongly than before.
“Ahhhhk! Nnng!”
Once again, Irene gasped in climax. He lowered his head to kiss her body, leaving marks.
He wanted to prevent others, especially Michaelo, from touching her.
***
Warm comfort and a soft bed. My eyes opened to the pleasant scent of body warmth brushing my nose.
Severus hadn’t let me go, to the point where I didn’t even know when I’d fallen asleep.
‘My whole body aches.’
He had taken me again and again. Tireless in his devotion, each time he kissed, explored, and caressed my skin with the same tenderness as the first.
The way he looked at me remained the same too.
He didn’t hate me for having red hair; he saw me completely for who I was.
‘But is it okay to just lie here like this?’
Even if this is a villa, as a Duke he must have many things to do. Yet he was sleeping beside me so casually.
“You look like you have a lot to say.”
“…You’re awake?”
“Are you feeling alright?”
He raised himself up and looked down at me. Through the open front of his thin robe, I could see his muscles.
It was quite different from what I’d seen in the steam-filled room. The curves of his body were more distinct.
‘He’s big.’
Everything about him seemed big. His hands, his height, his chest, his body… and what I saw yesterday too.
I swallowed hard.
“Aren’t you busy?”
“I was waiting to make sure your body was alright.”
Severus gently stroked my hair and smiled. I pulled up the blanket, somehow feeling shy under his gaze as he examined my body.
“I’m fine. But rather…”
Severus had many wounds on his body. Those were probably from me. For healing, physical contact was primarily needed. It would be nice if that alone could heal immediately, but there was one more troublesome step. That was my will to heal his wounds. But last night, I hadn’t had the chance to think about healing his injuries.
“Are you okay?”
I reached out and touched his chest. He flinched and grabbed my hand.
“Irene.”
His low voice penetrated my ears.
“It’s dangerous to carelessly touch a man’s body.”
“…We touched plenty yesterday. What could happen?”
I tilted my head, still in his grip. I didn’t understand what he meant by dangerous.
