I Ended Up Saving the Duke Who Was Meant to Die - Chapter 4.5🔞
The unquenchable pleasure rippled at the back of my throat with each thrust of his manhood. His touch felt so good. Just having him inside made my body tremble with satisfaction. His hot member at our connection point blazed as if it would melt my body. The dripping fluid was like melting wax. I didn’t want to stop, even if it meant burning away completely.
I let the strength flow out of my body without trying to hold it back. In contrast, my body bounced uncontrollably from the fulfilling sensation of being filled.
“Ahhh… Hnng.”
Moans constantly spilled from my mouth. Even if I hadn’t known I could be such a wanton woman, what did it matter? I just wanted those red eyes watching me to never look away.
I loved that passionate gaze. A sudden desire welled up in me to make everything about him mine.
“How disappointing that you have room for other thoughts.”
“Ah, n-no, don’t, don’t press there!”
Along with his member pushing deeper inside, he pressed on my swollen lower abdomen. My body trembled in surprise, but he held my waist with one hand to prevent me from escaping.
“Your eyes were begging me to scratch deeper inside.”
“Hng, ah!”
His upward thrust made his member push deep inside. Physiological tears flowed from being so completely filled by him.
“Too deep, too deep, hnng!”
“Isn’t this what you wanted?”
He grabbed both my wrists, forcing me to stay seated. My spine tingled from his relentless upward thrusts.
My body lifted up and down, and each time I came down, he matched the rhythm with his thrusts. I tried to hold onto my fading consciousness, reminding myself that I needed to heal him, but even that didn’t last long. Perhaps using healing as an excuse was just a way to fulfill my own desires.
“Ahng!”
Each time he split open my inner walls, waves of pleasure crashed over me. Yet I didn’t lose focus on his member pushing inside. The wounds all over his body needed to be healed before this act was over.
***
Irene seemed unaware of how she looked, riding him and moving her body above him. That must be why she fearlessly straddled him and removed her underwear herself.
She couldn’t imagine how much he was holding back, what dirty thoughts filled his mind every time he looked at her. Severus wanted to push his tongue between her thin lips and devour her whole. Her saliva was as sweet as honey. When he buried his nose in her skin which carried a subtle floral scent, he could almost believe he was holding a flower.
That’s why he felt anxious. He worried if unnecessary bees or butterflies might fly to this beautiful flower, if others might covet what was his.
Even as he pressed against her body, desperately swallowing her flowing nectar and thrusting his member inside, he felt restless with an unfulfilled emptiness.
“Ah…!”
Every time his manhood entered her tight opening as she ground her hips, an unbearable pleasure consumed his entire body. His reason scattered repeatedly at the moans escaping from her red lips.
‘I hope I won’t break her.’
Even while worrying each time, he couldn’t stop himself, feeling like a beast. He wanted to hold her all day again. If he whined like a child, saying he wasn’t getting better and sucking on her br*asts, would Irene dislike it?
“Ah, ah, nng, Seve, rus…”
When she called his name needily, what little reason he had left snapped. So he mindlessly thrust his hips up, driving himself into her.
Thump thump, deeper and deeper inside, he wanted to bind her completely so she couldn’t even think of escaping from him.
“Ah! No, more, I can’t!”
She moaned, twisting her body as she reached her peak.
“Irene, I’m still in pain.”
“Hng, h… ah, does it hurt? A lot?”
This is bad.
Even at his lie, she blinked innocently like a child. As her inner walls squeezed around his member, he lightly bit his lip and let out a languid breath.
“What should we do, Irene? If it’s too hard, I’ll stop.”
He made a gloomy expression and gently licked the tears gathered at the corners of her eyes.
It was a lie. Severus was still far from satisfied. She collapsed onto his body with a thump, breathing heavily. Yet she still wiggled her hips, grinding her bottom. He couldn’t help but smile at her movements as she tried to heal him somehow. Even while panting from her climax, she tried to move her limp body for his sake.
“I, I can, hiik!”
“You’re still so sensitive, getting wet from just this little touch.”
She squirmed as he rubbed the swollen bud with his fingers.
“Haah, h… I, I already, came… nng!”
“Irene, Irene.”
“M-move, aaahn!”
“You should finish your sentences.”
Chu. Chu. He kissed her forehead while chuckling lowly. She fluttered like a bird trying to shake him off. Her stiffened body vibrated quickly, and her eyes were unfocused from her climax. Seeing that she couldn’t think of anything else, he waited for her leisurely.
“Irene.”
“Hng, hngg, ah…!”
Her body trembled. Irene begged through her tears. Her reddened face shook desperately.
“Ah, ahng, no, don’t, look, hng! Aaaahn!”
“Are you embarrassed?”
She nodded while tears dripped down. Where was the boldness from when she first took him in? Now she was so innocent as she trembled with pleasure at her peak. He didn’t dislike her duality. It wasn’t intentional but rather the result of giving in to instinct.
“Severus, hnng! Nng!”
Finally, even he couldn’t maintain his composure watching her climax and began moving his hips rapidly. Deeper, even deeper, he held her back tightly, wanting her body to be completely filled with his essence.
***
Michaelo was displeased by the sudden intrusion of the Imperial knights. Not only did they come without prior notice, but they also immediately asked about Irene, which certainly didn’t improve his mood.
‘The butler was clever to say she was praying in the temple.’
It seemed they had passed the responsibility to him to keep Irene hidden from the Imperial family. This was rather fortunate. If Irene’s existence became known to the Imperial family, it would cause quite an upheaval.
If trust were to crumble, everything they had worked for until now would be for nothing. Michaelo had not yet achieved what he wanted.
Though he had no intention of playing along, he had no choice now. Finally, Michaelo shook his head and blocked Carben’s way.
“I apologize, but we cannot disturb someone who is praying.”
“This is an Imperial order. Is it still impossible?”
“In the temple, we must follow temple law. I trust you understand.”
“Don’t forget that all of the High Priest’s actions will be reported directly to His Highness the Crown Prince.”
“Even so, we cannot break our rules.”
Carben furrowed his brow in frustration at Michaelo’s firm attitude. He had thought he could meet that woman if he came to the temple. Though he’d expected things to go smoothly, he’d hit an unexpected obstacle.
“Then can you at least tell us where she is? We won’t disturb her prayers, we’ll just wait outside.”
These people who had barged in without notice didn’t look like they were willing to wait. They seemed ready to take Irene to the Imperial Palace as soon as they found her.
“…Please wait a moment.”
Michaelo gestured to a priest.
“Buy some time. Just tell them she finished praying and left, that should suffice.”
“But they’ll be suspicious.”
“Call several priests and have them pray with veils on. That should prevent them from acting rashly.”
The priest quickly left the drawing room. Michaelo asked them to wait while sipping tea placed on the table.
“Please wait while we check her location.”
“We don’t have time to leisurely drink tea.”
“Why not have a conversation while you wait? You seem to have many questions, please ask.”
“His Highness the Crown Prince is curious about that woman. Irene von Blake, the Duchess – what is her original family name?”
