That Lady’s Stalker - Chapter 39
“Asher, not here… ah!”
Olivia furrowed her brows in discomfort, but even that was too beautiful, and I couldn’t stop myself. I buried my face in her damp underwear.
Her scent was overpowering, shaking my senses—it was definitely more intense here… the fragrance was intoxicating. Adding stimulation with my mouth, I could feel a flood of her arousal overwhelming me.
It seemed like she tried to push me away, but her efforts were so weak they could be ignored. Her cheeks flushed red as she protested, but it only seemed to urge me on further.
I shut my eyes tightly, then opened them. I wanted to tear through her soft flesh with mine, to thrust violently. That would surely make her inner parts snap tight, chewing at the intruder, unknowing of the frenzy it would cause.
I nearly lost my mind. I couldn’t defile her here. If all these people heard Olivia’s moans… I would have no choice but to cut off all their ears. I paused momentarily then continued more cautiously, ensuring it was not enough to commit the act or get caught.
I licked the liquid-stained underwear. It had no taste, but the persistent scent made it feel sweet. I couldn’t pull away.
Pushing aside the underwear barrier, I plunged in. The bare skin under my tongue felt slick. Fluid kept leaking from the opening, teasingly trickling out, so I sucked greedily at it. Yet, it wasn’t enough, so I delved deeper with my tongue.
The pooled fluids inside splashed satisfyingly. Was it because the opening was closed off? I rubbed her cli–ris with my fingers, and suddenly the tight opening gave way. The stored fluids escaped along my tongue, finally quenching my thirst.
At that moment, I forgot where we were and greedily sucked down the sweetness. As I frantically quenched my thirst, Olivia sweetly cried out my name.
“Asher, Asher.”
I felt her climax approaching rapidly. Without hesitation, I pushed my tongue deeper and pressed down hard on the cli–ris I was massaging. At that, she trembled and moaned loudly.
Despite having seen her climax several times before, each time was enough to drive anyone mad. Oh, how I wanted to. I wanted to bend her over and mate like a beast.
“Asher, why did you do that?”
I was startled. If I hadn’t heard Olivia’s voice, my hand would have slipped.
“Your feet looked so beautiful; I wanted to taste them.”
I wished I could take my time and savor other parts of her, but it was a shame that I couldn’t. Well, after that, the woman’s singing was just noise to me.
Olivia had said it would be fun, but honestly… I found it more interesting just to look at Olivia’s face, blankly staring. There was nothing more entertaining than that.
997th Year of the Empire, July 4th
I was heading back to the conflict zone. The situation was becoming urgent.
“So, how many troops have gathered?”
The guy I hadn’t seen in a while still gave me an unpleasant look.
“Haeg Barthan, answer me.”
The deputy commander had always disliked me. I’d once overheard him muttering that he couldn’t serve under someone with black hair. Maybe I should’ve paid more attention to those words, instead of brushing them off as I had.
“About eight thousand…”
His answer was forced, and his words were muffled due to his clenched teeth. I could see his tightly clenched fists shaking at his sides. Normally, I would’ve let it slide, but not this time.
“Does the deputy commander disregard his superior?”
This could not be allowed. A war was about to break out. Disobedience in this situation was unthinkable.
“…”
I drew my sword and pressed it to the back of his neck. He looked surprised, as if he hadn’t expected me to go this far. As I pulled him by the collar, the blade grazed his neck, drawing blood.
“Disobeying the commander’s orders is punishable by immediate execution without trial. Even if you are a brash member of the Barthan family. I’ll ask you again. How many troops have the Kingdom of Dune gathered?
I watched him tremble, his face turning red. This new deputy commander, supported by his father, was worse than a low-ranking soldier.
“E-eight thousand seven hundred!”
Only then did he finally answer properly, though his eyes remained full of defiance. What an arrogant fool. This kind of behavior had never been allowed in the army. The start was off to a bad note, and a dark feeling was crawling up my legs, like an omen.
997th Year of the Empire, July 20th
My days were busy, shuttling between the conflict zone and the capital. Training continued even in the heat. No matter how much victory seemed certain, a war was still a war, and we couldn’t afford to neglect our training.
Today was no different. I quietly watched my officers train under the scorching sun. Suddenly, there was commotion at the entrance of the training grounds. A soldier I didn’t recognize came running toward me in a panic.
“C-Commander!”
Normally, he wouldn’t even dare to look me in the eye, let alone call me. It was strange. He seemed so excited, like he didn’t even realize what he was doing.
