I Never Wanted His Child - Chapter 108
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Emilia faced the bookshelf as he pulled her hips towards him. He spread the cheeks wide with his large hands to create more space.
She could barely stand, bent over with her rear pushed out. The creaking sound behind her was unmistakable.
“Ahh, stop, please… they’ll hear us.”
“So, the facade of being the Duke’s wife doesn’t mean you want others to see you like this, huh? Didn’t you hate the idea of becoming my wife?” he taunted.
“And you feel the same way, ah!”
With a series of slaps, his hips began their rough thrusting again.
The sensation of him rapidly driving into her intensified. From behind, he reached deeper, stirring her insides more vigorously.
“Ahh, oh, ohh!”
Her walls clung to his length as if trying to merge with him.
The alternating slow, deliberate thrusts and fast, powerful jabs made her throw her head back and moan uncontrollably.
“Ahh! Ahh, ahh!”
Thankfully, his hand muffled her louder cries. She tried to twist away, but he held her firmly, continuing to drive deep inside her.
“Hah. You’re dripping like a faucet.”
Even the feel of his teeth on her ear made her shiver. The hot, engorged s***t inside her felt like it was ready to burst.
Just when she thought it couldn’t get any larger, it swelled even more. The deeper it reached, the more breathless she became.
‘I will be torn apart.’
Emilia thought, shaking her head. The massive flesh was wrecking her.
“A smaller c–k would just spill its load and leave you wanting. You should be grateful—this big c–k plugs you up so you won’t spill a drop.”
“Hah!”
Mikhail didn’t care if the maids could hear them. He thrust forcefully, burying himself to the hilt. Emilia’s body shook violently with the intrusion.
“C–ming alone, how selfish. After so many times, you’re still c–ming again.”
“Hah, ahh…”
“Keep your legs steady. This is just the beginning.”
Emilia’s eyes widened in shock. Just the beginning? When he started, there seemed to be no end.
And why, of all things, was he so impossibly large down there?
His stamina was far beyond that of an average person, too.
Being just an ordinary person, Emilia had reached her limit. Her trembling legs had lost all strength, and she was barely standing, holding onto the bookshelf for support.
She felt like she could collapse to the floor at any moment.
“Haa…Relax. Don’t squeeze it like you’re trying to snap it off. You should do that after you’ve taken in the seed.”
“Hah, ah! Ugh.”
“Even with birth control, you can’t seem to use it properly.”
Mikhail taunted, whispering in her ear. His solid body pressed against her back, making her exhale deeply.
“I’ll c-m soon, so tighten up.”
Despite his words, all Emilia could manage was a moan.
As he pounded faster, he let out a slow breath.
“Hah, ah! No, stop! Mikhail!”
“Damn.”
He released deep inside her, filling her with hot fluid. At the same time, her wet folds released a stream of clear liquid.
Even after finishing, he didn’t stop his movements. The intensity of her climax made her whole body tremble as if electrified.
The floor grew wetter with each passing moment.
But he didn’t stop. Despite having climaxed several times, her body continued to welcome him inside.
Emilia struggled against the overwhelming pleasure, feeling trapped by the ecstasy he brought.
Sweat or something else continued to drip from between her legs. The air was thick with a heady scent.
He ignored her pleas. He was never one to listen to her anyway.
Emilia felt like a doll, there only to receive his seed.
As frustrating and humiliating as it was, she experienced climax after climax. Each one was so sweet it felt like a forbidden fruit that was impossible to resist.
He thoroughly kneaded her bouncing b*****s, and the pliant hole didn’t resist his large member, accepting it repeatedly.
Mikhail climaxed inside her several times, determined to empty himself completely.
* * *
After a few rounds, Emilia finally escaped the library.
Her legs trembled uncontrollably, and the relentless pounding had left her swollen and sore. Each step caused friction that made her bite her lip to suppress a moan.
Her angry appearance caused the passing servants to hastily greet her and move out of her way.
It was partly because of the Duke following her.
“Why are you following me?”
“We’re just heading in the same direction. In case you’ve forgotten, this is my house.”
“…..”
Every aspect of him grated on her nerves. She turned sharply to glare at him.
Seeing him looking so composed after everything made her furious. Why was it that he could ravage her like a beast and yet she was the only one left in shambles afterward?
