My Husband Never Dies - Chapter 12 🔞
He must be dead…? Evelyn could only stare in disbelief. Is this a dream? Am I dreaming?
Then, as if reading her thoughts, the Duke’s full lips slowly parted.
“Yes, think of it as a dream.”
He whispered, his voice strangely echoing through the large bedroom. When he finished speaking, the man placed a large hand over Evelyn’s eyes. With her vision obscured, her other senses were heightened.
The feel of another body pressed against hers, the rustling sounds, the brushing of her inner walls, and the instinctive shuddering of her own waist at the exhilarating sensations…
“Ugh!”
Evelyn couldn’t hold back a groan at the dizzying wave of pleasure. The sensations were too vivid to be a dream.
“You’ll forget all of it anyway.”
Just as she thought the Duke’s voice sounded distant, his undeniable girth once again touched her wet opening. The large man opened the hole with some ease and slid inside.
“Hah…”
The situation was beyond her common sense. Evelyn decided to stop thinking. If it’s a dream, then it would be best to just continue experiencing the thrill.
Is it a bit strange that the man I just killed is the subject of a wet dream? He must have left quite an impression with that face.
The job was done, anyway.
‘Because he’s dead.’
A stopped heart can’t start beating again. The man was dead.
So this was just a dream…then.
Smack! His hard cxck invaded her narrow passage.
The sound of wet skin rubbing against wet skin was delightfully obscene.
Though she couldn’t see anything, the sensations that traveled throughout her body. Evelyn visualized what the scene must be like now.
‘How annoying…’
Her legs draped over broad shoulders, spread shamefully apart. A woman dripping with her own juices, welcoming him with sucking, wet sounds with each thrust of his cxck.
It was unpleasant to imagine. Even in her dreams, it felt like she’d lost control to him.
Apart from that, her mouth couldn’t stop moaning.
“Ugh! Ugh, haah…”
The man inserted all the way to the base of his cxck, slipped out, and then dug in hard again. A clear and unrecognizable liquid coated the part where their flesh became one.
“Huuh, mmn, aaahn…….”
“Try making a bit more noise.”
For the first time, intense sensations dominated Evelyn’s entire body. For the first time, she gave herself to another man, her body jerking with his movements.
With her passage filled to the brim with him, something rubbed roughly against her clxt. The exhilarating sensations came one after another, so overwhelming that she let out a shrieking moan.
“Ahhhh!”
A wave of sensation so intense washed over me that I couldn’t even move a single fingertip. She’d had s-x many times, but she had never felt anything like this. Tears leaked from her tightly closed eyes.
As tears smeared his palm, the man withdrew his hand, paused for a moment, and then spoke.
“It’s embarrassing finishing only halfway through it, isn’t it?”
Evelyn narrowed her eyes, not immediately understanding what he meant. At some point, the man had brought his face close to hers and pressed his dry lips against hers.
…Perhaps because of the dried traces of blood, his lips felt rough.
“Still, we have to see it through to the end. Right?”
Without further explanation to her confusion, he arched his back. The pleasure radiating from her lower belly made Evelyn’s slender legs tighten, and when she moaned between parted lips, the Duke laughed in satisfaction.
“Did you enjoy playing the princess?”
Evelyn couldn’t give any reply. Between the overwhelming sensations consuming her body and the question too cruel to answer, she was left speechless.
“Adrian’s antics were quite endearing, weren’t they?”
Thump! His huge cxck slammed into her, scraping against her hot inner walls. It felt as if even her lungs had been invaded — she couldn’t breathe.
Was she seeing visions because she can’t breathe?
No, this had to be a dream. The Duke of Brumfield died from a deadly poison — she had confirmed his death herself. So this must be a fabrication born of her own mind, nothing more than a dream…
It was as if her mind had gone blank, and the room was shrouded in thick fog. Seeing the mist, something that could never enter indoors, made it all the more evident that this situation was not real.
But the sensations in her body were real. The feeling of her excited clxtoris being squeezed, the feeling of a large cxck moving in and out of my wet passage, over and over and over again…
“Ugh! Hngh! Ah…!”
Evelyn felt dizzy from lack of breath, and without realizing it, she reached out and grabbed the man’s arm. The sounds and sensations of faster and faster thrusts paralyzed her reason.
And soon.
That overwhelming cxck, plunged deep to the root, spurted his warm seed inside her. The sensation of the thick liquid coursing through her was so nakedly clear, she could barely keep her lips from twitching.
A large hand descended once more over Evelyn’s eyes. Just as she felt the cozy darkness envelope her, she lost consciousness.
“Good night… my princess.”
