I Never Wanted His Child - Chapter 45
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Emilia froze the moment she discovered her reflection in the mirror. Cheeks flushed, eyes reddened with tears. Clinging to the dressing table, her upper body leaning forward, revealing her collarbone.
Her body, completely taken over by the rising passion, was dotted with redness and radiated heat.
‘To have this kind of face…!’
She faced her own reflection in shock. Was this really the face of someone sleeping with the person she hated?
Emilia was perplexed. Her gaze shifted to Mikhail standing behind her.
His emotionless face and the one lifting her waist caught her eye.
“This…is…”
She barely expelled a breath and clenched her fist. Even in that moment, her body twitched mercilessly, stirred by the relentless pillar of flesh inside.
“I said it was worth seeing, didn’t I?”
“…..”
Emilia lowered her eyes and turned her head away. She didn’t want to see herself reveling in pleasure. So, she tried to avert her gaze.
“Not allowed.”
The force that grabbed her chin turned her head back toward the mirror.
“Take a good look. See how hypocritical you are.”
“That’s, what, ah!”
“While saying you don’t like it, your body desires it more than anyone else’s.”
As he spoke, liquid continued to flow endlessly from Emilia’s intersection.
Thud, thud, thud. The powerful collision of bodies made her fair b******s ripple.
When the intruding object deeply penetrated and twisted, the sight before her eyes became dizzying, sending shivers down her spine.
Rattle.
The dressing table moved in sync with the relentless rhythm of his thrusts, creating a noisy impact each time it collided with the wall.
Emilia, flushed with humiliation even to her ears, tried to lift herself, but being held by the chin, she was forced to stare helplessly at the mirror.
The member filling her passage seemed to endlessly expand its volume with each collision, penetrating deeper than she thought possible. It probed and teased her sensitive areas.
With each forceful thrust from behind, her b******s clung to the protruding bulge, producing a strange sound. Whether due to the corset still constricting her breath or the accelerated pace, breathing became difficult.
“Ah, huh, huh.”
With each movement of the penetrating member, sensations intensified. Even in the blurred vision, it seemed as if her writhing form in ecstasy was vividly visible.
In this moment of entwined bodies, it was apparent to anyone that she truly desired something, although she herself didn’t know what it was. Despite the pleasure, she yearned for something greater.
The moist green eyes, gleaming, glanced briefly sideways, and then the gaze that had been fixated on her heaving chest returned to her face.
“Seems like it’s not enough.”
“No, it’s not like that… Hng, no…”
Despite the limited number of affairs they’ve done, her body that was accustomed to pleasure, craved more. While her orifice was filled with his member, there was a desire for something else.
The acts of touching below with his hands, or exposing her chest to nibble and suck on the excited n*****s, made her body jump and twist each time the sensitive skin rubbed against the fabric.
Although he thrust deeply and reached the womb with the e***t member, it felt incomplete.
“Ha,” he chuckled lowly, then lowered the hand that was holding her waist and gently explored the area.
“Are you wishing for me to touch you here? I recall you used to dislike being touched.”
Wasn’t that the same with him? They lack positive emotions for each other, so it wouldn’t be pleasant to touch each other. These were merely actions performed out of necessity.
She, for survival and saving the lives of others, and he, for a deal with the king. Requesting more for pleasure wasn’t appropriate; desiring for it itself was wrong.
“If you ask to be touched, I might consider doing it. I wonder how long you can endure suppressing your moans.”
Emilia tried to stifle her moans once again.
In response to her desperate efforts, Mikhail’s hand slipped under her wet underwear. His fingers traced the contours, teasing the sensitive point that popped out.
“….Ung!”
Due to the relentless thrusting, the lower region tingled. His hand fondled her c******s, made her involuntarily tense with pleasure.
The overwhelming pleasure eventually reached its climax.
“Huaaah! Haang!”
Unable to endure any longer, she let out a scream, and he pressed his body against hers, sealing his lips on her throat. As the hot breath brushed past, her furs stood.
“Ah, no, ah…”
With a momentum to push further, he collided with her body. But in the pleasure, she fell back, and their eyes met.
In that moment, he, who had been eager to forcefully insert himself, slowed down.
