The Crown Prince's Courtesan - Chapter 23 🔞
Before she knew it, she was tumbling onto the bed. But the man clinging to her brxxst didn’t move out of the way. His hard, heavy body pressed down on her. Marie lay down and hugged him tightly, clinging to his chest. When the fierce licking began, she raised her nails to scratch at his shoulders.
Please, please.
Marie flailed.
With each hard thrust, her toes pushed off the fluffy bed, and she could do nothing but curl up around the man’s waist. Settling between her spread white thighs, the Alpha released a torrent of pheromones, sending the Omega into heat.
“Ahh, it feels… weird, strange… u-uhhn!”
Marie gasped. She screamed when her nxxples were scraped by the hard tips of the teeth.
The pointed, pink nxxples swelled to plumpness. Slurp, every time he clung to her like a baby sucking milk, Marie’s waist arched wide.
“Ah, ah! Please, Your Highness, stop, ngh, just there, it feels strange, please!”
There was a breath that sounded like laughter. As if to apologize for teasing only one brxxst so relentlessly, the other hand ran up the white flesh. It cupped the quivering brxxst, cradling it from below, his thumb pressing into the pink flesh.
“Hmph…”
Pain and pleasure flashed through her. He kneaded her brxxsts, squeezing them with his nails. Her nxxples hardened with each roll.
Marie felt like she was going crazy. The sensation of someone else’s weight on her was so different from what she had imagined. Her tender brxxsts ached, and her throbbing nxxples felt wet and strange. The tingling sensation traveled down to her toes and back up again.
Then Marie realized she was shaking her hips beneath the Alpha holding her down, something that would normally have made her blush and feel ashamed, but now it seemed so natural.
‘I want more… more pheromones.’
Marie didn’t bother to hide her own wetness, rubbing it against the bulge surging at his crotch. It was then that Russell let go of the brxxsts he had been teasing for so long.
“Did you decide to act like a slxt on purpose?”
“No, ngh, it’s just… it’s hot, and it feels strange.”
“Marie Alphrose.”
“Your Highness, please, do something… It’s strange, really strange. It’s so hot and itchy here, I feel like I’m going to die.”
Marie looked up at the man and lowered her hand between her spread legs.
Inside the soft bush, she could feel that damp opening and its insides that twitched in anticipation of someone’s touch.
For some reason, she thought the man’s eyes looking down at her seemed to catch fire.
His well-shaped lips twisted, and a voice both hot and cold fell upon her.
“Do you know what you’re doing right now?”
“Mm… it’s ticklish.”
“Spread your legs wide.”
The man’s fingers traced a line over Marie’s hand.
“You’re showing me your naughty hole.”
“Hah.”
“Did the head maid teach you things like this too?”
“I-I don’t… nnngh… know.”
Marie brought her hand up and cupped one brxxst, soaked with Alpha pheromones. The soft flesh poked out between her long, pale fingers.
“It tickles. It’s hot.”
“Where.”
“Here, mmm.”
Marie dampened her lips with her tongue, unable to resist the heat. The Omega pheromones spewed out like they were at their peak. As if she’d just learned how to seduce for the first time, Marie mixed her pheromones with his at will. It was ecstatic.
‘Ah, yes.’
This sensation. It wasn’t an illusion.
“Your Highnesss, hah. Give me your pheromones…”
He was different from the other Alphas. Unlike the pheromones of those Alphas that mixed with hers like water and oil, Russell’s consumed Marie from head to toe.
It made her legs spread and her hole clench as it engulfed her in hot, sensuous pleasure. Marie moaned.
‘Hah, that feels so good…’
The fact that he was the master who bought her, that she was merely a mistress meant to serve and be swayed by him — those realities were all wiped blank from her mind.
Then, a sinister hand grabbed Marie’s hair and yanked.
“……!”
It didn’t hurt, but it was enough to bring her back to her senses. She blinked and saw a man with a cold face. Russell, the devilishly handsome crown prince. The ultra-dominant Alpha who would devour her.
And, my master.
“No, Marie.”
He seemed furious — coldly seething.
“You dare make demands of your master?”
“Ah!”
“Who do you think you are?”
“I—I, ah!”
“How dare you.”
She knew his words would hurt. A large hand seized her thighs, spread wide, and pulled.
“Remember this. I’m the one who gives orders.”
“F-Forgive me.”
“If your master commands it—”
“Hnngh…”
“You’re the one who opens your legs.”
Rustle. The sound of his robe slipping down. He was bare, just as she was. Their pale, firm bodies collided, shameless and exposed.
“Whenever, whatever I say.”
At the same time, with a snap and a pop, the man’s large, reddened pxnxs jerked upward and slapped his firm abdomen.
It was so big, so thick. Straight and unbending, it looked more like an animal’s than a man’s.
