The Camellia Tattoo - Chapter 55
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this book is completely translated on luna kofi (advanced chapters for the website will follow)
“Ah, ah…!”
The sound of her inability to hold back this time echoed against the bathroom walls and made her quiver.
Igmeyer, satisfied that he had brought his wife to this state, licked what had splashed on his face with a chuckle.
“How can you… I mean, how could you eat that…!”
Amber was shocked by his actions. After the excitement had subsided once, she regained her senses.
Igmeyer shrugged as if it was nothing and held the pillar of his member, pressing the end against her slick opening.
“It tastes good, why not?”
“It’s filthy. Filthy!”
“You stumble over your words so cutely. It’s not dirty at all. Why do you think it’s dirty?”
“Well, that’s… hah…!”
As the throbbing s***t pushed in, Amber tried to speak but stopped herself.
She had thought she had felt everything just now, but the thick, fleshy pillar seemed to prove her wrong as it thrust deeper into her, causing her inner walls to cling tightly to his center with enthusiasm.
Igmeyer grimaced, his eyes narrowing as the intense sensation of her welcoming him was overwhelming.
“You wanted it, didn’t you? Your body did.”
“No, it’s not that. No, ah!”
“Really? You’re honest down here, but your mouth is full of lies. It’s quite charming, though.”
Igmeyer gently moved his hips upward.
Amber, lost in the illusion of stars bursting before her eyes, could only make moaning sounds without saying a word.
‘I feel like I’m going to die.’
Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes due to the intense sensation. With powerful thrusts only on one spot, Igmeyer gradually increased his speed.
With every thud and collision of their flesh, Amber scratched his back.
It felt too good, unbearable. It seemed like her threshold of pleasure was getting lower and lower, and she couldn’t even tell if this was allowed.
“Huh, ah, ah, ahhh!”
After numerous climaxes, Amber slumped in exhaustion. But Igmeyer was far from finished.
“Just a little… just make it a little less intense…”
“Hmm? Okay. You want it to be more intense?”
“No, no, ah, ahh, ahh!”
With half-closed eyes, Igmeyer picked her up and thrust deeply into her.
Only Igmeyer could support her, and there was nothing else to hold onto. She was afraid to fall backwards but unfortunately, he liked this position best. Amber couldn’t escape anywhere and had to cling to him.
Igmeyer smiled wickedly and kissed her cheek. He licked her reddened eyes then kissed her forehead with a grin, whispering how beautiful she was several times.
But even so, Igmeyer didn’t say the words he truly wanted to say.
‘I’m glad you’re safe. Seeing you alive puts me at ease.’
Even though their bodies were entwined, there was no need to say such words aloud no matter how close they were.
So, they ran all the way to the peak of pleasure.
Tonight was a night of exhaustion for both of them.
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Chapter 3: Recovery Operations and Close Friends
The sound of thawing frozen ground was, curiously, quite crunchy.
Amber quickly grew fond of stepping on thin ice, feeling a pleasure akin to stomping on scattered cookie crumbs, thanks to the sound it made.
“Over here, over here!”
“Quickly, quickly!”
Niflheim was currently in the midst of recovery operations. Thanks to this, Amber was happily indulging in a hobby she had never spoken of to anyone.
The castle’s vicinity had already seen much of the snow and ice melt, revealing the ground, but venturing just a bit northward, one could still encounter frozen terrain.
Thick ice was shattered by soldiers with hammers, but the areas with a thin layer of ice were entirely Amber’s domain, mainly because everyone knew of her fondness for stepping on ice.
It was a cute indulgence for the Madam that everyone pretended not to notice, choosing to turn a blind eye.
“This village has not had a single casualty, all thanks to following the Madam’s instructions perfectly.”
“That’s wonderful news.”
Amber, who had been deliberately stepping only on ice, responded nonchalantly as if she had been doing nothing of the sort.
Gallard, the deputy commander of the Frost Giant Knights, nearly burst out laughing at the Madam’s feigned indifference, barely managing to hold it in.
Was that the reaction of someone who had just been playing on the ice like a child?
To Gallard, the Grand Duchess seemed quite endearing.
He had only seen her dignified presence from afar, but now, serving her closely, he noticed numerous charming details.
No wonder the Grand Duke is so smitten and couldn’t get out.
For the deputy-commander to take on an escort duty was quite an unfair assignment.
However, Gallard responded with enthusiasm. It was an excellent opportunity to learn what kind of person the Madam was.
“Thank you, Grand Duchess. Thank you. Thank you so much… Huh.”
“Stop crying. It’s alright as long as no one was hurt. We can repair the damaged houses and waterways during the spring.”
“Yes. Yes, in the next village over, more than half perished… But we stayed in the shelter till the end, absolutely. No matter what noises we heard, we never left.”
“That’s good, you did well. Don’t worry anymore, village chief.”
The village chief, an old woman with missing teeth, was somewhat speechless, possibly due to the shock of the event.
However, Amber listened patiently to her, without a single frown on her brow.
